Jack Kerouac at Staten Island Ferry wharf, we used to wander night time docksides under Manhattan’s bridges & through truck parkinglots along East River singing rawbone blues, Leadbelly’s “Black Girl”, “Eli, Eli”, chanting Poe’s “Annabelle Lee” & shouting Hart Crane’s “O harp and altar of the fury fused”… and “Atlantis” to Brooklyn Bridge’s traffic spanned above. Time of his Doctor Sax and The Subterraneans—New York Fall 1953.
Caption and photo by Ginsberg.
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