can someone help me to understand what this poem means? what are the figures of speach in there and what is the poem trying to say? I just don't know.
A Supermarket in California
By Allen Ginsberg (316)
What thoughts I have of you tonight, Walt Whitman, for I walked
down the sidestreets under the trees with a headache self-conscious
looking at the full moon.
In my hungry fatigue, and shopping for images, I went into the
neon fruit supermarket, dreaming of your enumerations!
What peaches and what penumbras*? Whose families shopping at
night! Aisles full of husbands! Wives in the avocadoes, babies in the
tomatoes!—and you, Garcia Lorca,* what were you doing down by
the watermelons?
I saw you, Walt Whitman, childless, lonely old grubber, poking
Among the meats in the refrigerator and eyeing the grocery boys.
I heard you asking questions of each: Who killed the pork chops?
What price bananas? Are you my Angel?
I wandered in and out of the brilliant stacks of cans following you,
and followed in my imagination by the store detective.
We strode down the open corridors together in our solitary fancy
tasting artichokes, possessing every frozen delicacy, and never passing
the cashier.
Where are we going, Walt Whitman? The doors close in an hour.
Which way does your beard point tonight?
(I touch your book and dream of our odyssey in the super-market
and feel absurd.)
Will we walk all night through solitary streets? The trees add shade
to shade, lights out in the houses, we’ll both be lonely.
Will we stroll dreaming of the lost America of love past blue
automobiles in driveways, home to our silent cottage?
Ah, dear father, graybeard, lonely old courage-teacher, what
America did you have when Charon* quit poling his ferry and you got
out on a smoking bank and stood watching the boat disappear on the
black waters of Lethe?*
2007-05-04
19:05:09
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