The narrative of our struggle on climate should be one of American elation, transcendence, epiphany, euphoria. It is not a long defeat, but instead the great opportunity of a species, the chance to save the world.
Joyce Johnson's new biography, The Voice Is All: The Lonely Victory of Jack Kerouac, traces the development of Kerouac's prose style, showing how his French freed him to create his famous spontaneous narrative.
One of the many surprises tucked away in the vast Jack Kerouac Archive at the New York Public Library is the tiny pocket notebook in which Kerouac reacted in the fall of 1947 to a conversation he'd just had with his mother.
Recently, the yearly reading of "Howl" at Columbia University attracted crowds to the Philosophy Hall. An irony was not missed: in his days, Allen represented rebellious youth. Now, he is the poet of our time.