A review by losethegirl
Death and Fame: Last Poems, 1993-1997 by Allen Ginsberg

reflective medium-paced

2.0

Everyone who knows me knows that I’ll read anything Allen Ginsberg writes. I’ve always been a big fan of the absurdity and complexities of the Beat Gen — this collection lacked the complexity necessary for its absurdity to be meaningful. It’s hard reading a book that clearly displays one of your favourite authors’ decline in health, it’s even harder when that collection loses a lot of what made their earlier work so good.