Baring Their Brains to Heaven

How the Beats invented themselves and their own America

“SAVE YOUR MONEY!!!!!!!” Allen Ginsberg told Jack Kerouac in a letter from 1957. Ginsberg’s poem “Howl” was a hit after a high-profile trial over its presumed obscenity, and Kerouac’s second book, On the Road, had transformed the author nearly overnight into the most popular novelist in America. “God knows what oblivion we’ll wind up in.”

Kerouac and Ginsberg sparked a new kind of American romanticism: Instead of settling down and keeping their bellies full, they would stay hungry and keep looking. They didn’t just wish to be read by America; they wanted to create a new country, a place for the madmen, drug fiends and sex addicts. “I want to write about the crazy generation,” Kerouac wrote to Ginsberg in 1949 of his work-in-progress On the Road, “and put them on the map and give them importance and make everything begin to change once more.” No, they had no idea the trouble they’d end up in.

Jack Kerouac and Allen Ginsberg: The Letters (Viking, 2010) chronicles not only the rise of a still controversial literary movement but also everything left in its wake: the anxieties, pretensions and intimacies of these two icons. A sense of foreboding pervades the 25-year correspondence. It begins with Kerouac in jail in 1944, on an accessory to murder charge. Ginsberg and Kerouac had known each other for just a few months. Their friend Lucien Carr had murdered their other friend David Kammerer for drunkenly coming on to him one night and dumped the body in the Hudson River. Carr told his friends William Burroughs and a 22-year-old Kerouac about what had happened. None of them said anything to the police. Finally Carr confessed, and Kerouac went to prison. He married his girlfriend so she would pay his bail.

These were bleak beginnings, but their brush with death and the law made Ginsberg and Kerouac take each other seriously, even when no one else would. They criticize each other’s writing—not just poems and stories, but the language of the letters themselves—with a severity that makes their harshest critics seem kind. Kerouac calls Ginsberg’s language “peckerhead romanticism”; when Kerouac compares On the Road to Ulysses, Ginsberg tells him, “You’re juss crappin around thoughtlessly with that trickstyle often, and it’s not so good.”

The collection reads like a Dostoevsky novel: It begins with a murder and ends, essentially, with a suicide (Kerouac’s death from cirrhosis of the liver in 1969). The authors are wild and unguarded, real-life protagonists that never quite made it into the Beat literature: Kerouac, stubborn, paranoid, hot-tempered, but in love with every person he meets; Ginsberg, the horny kid prone to hallucinations and consumed by poetry.

Unfortunately, the letters become sporadic near the end of the friendship, and only some of Kerouac’s decline is on view here. As his popularity rises, the binges become noticeably longer and the writing disintegrates in the haze of inebriation. “When I sawyeouek what I sawk woue and that’s that. I’m drunk. You can see I’m writing this letter drunk.” Ginsberg was no ascetic himself. “Got high on junk last night and though of you,” he writes. “Said myself we must—now we are famous—not get drawn apart by varying fames or worlds.”

Even at the height of their popularity, the correspondence feels like it’s racing toward a tragic conclusion. It is fitting, then, that these letters are themselves emblematic of the end of an era: This large volume is one of the last major correspondences spanning several decades between two influential writers before long-distance phone calls became cheap. The book is all about conclusions—the end of a friendship, the end of ’50s paranoia and ’60s optimism, the end of written correspondence itself. Yet what Ginsberg and Kerouac created persists. The legacy of the Beat Generation still saturates American popular culture. Somewhere, a 16-year-old in a used car just discovered On the Road and is about to set off without a destination, in search of a madness that destroyed the best minds of a generation.



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