Gregory Corso

Here you will find the Poem Birthplace Revisited of poet Gregory Corso

Birthplace Revisited

I stand in the dark light in the dark 
and look up at my window, I was 
born there. 
The lights are on; other people are 
moving about. 
I am with raincoat; cigarette in 
hat over eye, hand on gat. 
I cross the street and enter the 
The garbage cans haven't stopped 
I walk up the first flight; Dirty Ears 
aims a knife at me? 
I pump him full of lost watches.