John Lennon (and Allen Saunders
before him) was absolutely right: life really is something that happens when
you’re making other plans.
When I went on this St. Louis and
Milwaukee trip, I was fairly excited about both the reading in Milwaukee AND
the prospect of meeting Gerry Nicosia. Any lover of the Beat Writers would. I
cut my literary teeth on Jack Kerouac right when I was old enough and
approaching on wild enough to truly
appreciate the hedonism he described and yet not so removed from the religious
and spiritual wonderings that had been such a large part of my childhood that I
missed the spiritual underpinning of all his protagonists’ quests. And while I didn’t know it yet, the itchy part of my imagination
… the part that was always and still is taken to wandering and takes the rest
of me along for the ride … had found it’s archetypical mythic touch point.
Which is to say, if I hadn’t already been dreaming of the road, I certainly
would have started after my first reading of Mexico City Blues.
And in case you didn’t know, I need
to tell you that any real understanding
of Kerouac as more than a pop culture
fetish along the same lines as Che Guevara and Sesame Street’s Elmo starts with Nicosia’s critical biography,
Memory Babe. Just accept this as gospel and we can continue this three
part tale. Trust me.
The reading in Milwaukee went well.
It was a small but dedicated crowd and Erica Floyd, the writer who organized it,
did a lovely job putting the whole thing together. I enjoyed the Cream City
Hostel in Riverwest, and I enjoyed the neighborhood… especially this funky
coffee shop/vegan restaurant about a half mile away from the hostel that was
cozy, warm, with decent food… even if the décor was definitely hipster focused.
But meeting Gerry was maybe the
best take away from the trip, if only because it reminded me that I need those
life and literary touch points now as much as I needed it in my 20’s when I
immersed myself in Kerouac, Ginsberg, Burroughs, and those who came after them.
Diane Di Prima always comes to mind because she had this amazing poem about
eating what she called “menstruation stew… potatoes in Campbell’s condensed
tomato soup. Because I was scheduled to leave St. Louis early the next morning,
like I talked about in episode 13, part 2, I didn’t get to talk to him all that
much. We chatted a little before his performance with George Sams and we
chatted some after when I got him to sign his book for me.
“You need to bring me to
Louisville,” he said. I told him I’d bring it up to Ron Whitehead, another
amazing writer we both know who’s had some luck funding local literary events.
As the conversation went on, I told him I thought readings and literary events
were starting to be more frequent again; those kinds of things tend to be
cyclical in my experience and the cycle, as I told him, was turning back in
that direction.
“That’s because in these times,
people need poetry,” Gerry said. “They may not know they need it… but they need
it.”
Amen to that, I thought. I
told him again I’d talk to Ron and see what could be done. Over some other
conversation via email, and learning more about his life since the publication
of Memory Babe, and hearing about his battles in defense of Jan Kerouac
and Paul Blake III, the only blood relatives Kerouac left behind when the booze
finally killed him, his battle against the Sampas family … the family that owns
Kerouac legacy… for his very livelihood, I was reminded that writers … the real
ones… aren’t hot house flowers. Not all
writers have to fight something as influential as the Sampas family, but all
writers have to fight. For time. For space. Against a culture that champions
economic independence over vocation or the search for the universal sacred
heart. It’s a fight. And sometimes it
wears a body down. But knowing that Gerry Nicosia is still writing and still
scrapping … well that’s just good medicine, right there.
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