Enjoy spring with new Vanderbilt Osher classes

by Ann Marie Deer Owens 

A diverse set of topics, including religions and extraterrestrial life, understanding America through food, and Henry Kissinger as celebrity diplomat, are core classes offered by the Osher Lifelong Learning Institute at Vanderbilt for spring 2015.
Beginning March 9, “Palettes, Portraits and Personalities: The Life and Adventures of a Portrait Painter,” will be led by portrait artist Michael Shane Neal. The class meets at St. George’s Episcopal Church for six Mondays from 9:30 to 11:30 a.m. Shane will share personal experiences of painting some of his prominent clients.
Two classes meet for six Tuesdays, starting March 10, at The Temple: “Pre-World War II Blues Recordings: An Aural and Visual Survey” and “Food for Thought: Understanding America through Food.” Dave MacKenzie, a Nashville guitarist and Blair School instructor, is teaching the course on the blues from 9 to 10:45 a.m. Students will listen to 200-300 recordings made between 1920 and 1942, encompassing every major African-American style of blues, urban and country music.
Susan Kevra, senior lecturer in French, will teach the other Tuesday class, which focuses on the history of eating in America and current food trends and challenges. Kevra’s class meets from 11 a.m. to 12:15 p.m.
Two classes meet for six Wednesdays, starting March 11, at the Commons Center: “From Romantic Poetry to the Writings of the Beat Generation” and “Religions, Exoplanets, and Extraterrestrial Life.” Robert Barsky, professor of French and comparative literature, will explore the influence that romantic poets, such as William Blake, William Wordsworth, Lord Byron and others had on the Beat Generation poets and writers.
Barsky’s class, which meets from 9:30 to 10:45 a.m., is followed by a look at what would be the impact of evidence of life on other planets on various religions. Professor of Astronomy David Weintraub is teaching the second class on Wednesdays from 11 a.m. to 12:15 p.m.
Two classes meet for six Thursdays, starting March 12, at the Commons Center: “Henry Kissinger: America’s First Celebrity Diplomat” and “The Meaning of Modern Art.” Professor of History Thomas Schwartz will teach the course on Kissinger, arguably the most influential American diplomat of the 20th century, from 9:30 to 10:45 a.m.
Schwartz’s class will be followed by one with Leonard Folgarait, professor of history of art, on important episodes in the history of modern art. The modern art class meets from 11 a.m. to 12:15.
Two classes meet for six Fridays, starting March 13, at West End United Methodist Church. “Intellectual Sampler” offering a sampling of concepts from multiple disciplines, including music, literature, history and science, meets from 9:30 to 10:45 a.m. The second class, “Enhancing Your Conflict Competence,” will be taught by J. Thomas Laney, associate director of the Turner Center for Church Leadership at Vanderbilt Divinity School. The course is designed to help participants gain more confidence in their capacity to work through conflict productively.
The Osher non-credit classes are geared toward those 50 and older, according to Norma Clippard, program director. The program fee of $80 enables participants to sign up for up to three of the core classes listed above. The charge for each additional core course is $10.
“We are excited to offer several special classes this spring, including a three-part series with Nashville Ballet Artistic Director and CEO Paul Vasterling, company dancers and artistic staff,” Clippard said. “In addition, Osher students can ‘cruise to the islands’ by joining the Osher Steel Drum Band for seven sessions on Sunday afternoons with the Blair School’s Mat Britain.” Other special offerings, all of which require an additional fee, include “Financial Strategies” and “Great Decisions.”
To enroll or find out more information about the classes, visit the institute’s website or contact Norma Clippard  at (615) 322-5569.
Ann Marie Deer Owens, (615) 322-NEWS 

New Book of Interviews with Poet Gregory Corso is Released

After five years of research and editing, Rick Schober, publisher at Tough Poets Press (Arlington, MA), has announced the completion of "The Whole Shot: Collected Interviews with Gregory Corso."
The 202-page book is a collection of 13 rare and out-of-print interviews with Beat poet Gregory Corso (1930-2001) that span the most productive years of his career: from 1955, when his first collection of poems was published, to 1982, the year following the publication of his last book of all new poetry. The foreword was written by Dick Brukenfeld, publisher of Corso's The Vestal Lady on Brattle and Other Poems (1955), and recounts the poet's early days in Cambridge, Massachusetts, and as a "stowaway" on the Harvard University campus.
Corso was the youngest of the inner circle of writers (along with Jack Kerouac, Allen Ginsberg, and William Burroughs) who were responsible for launching and popularizing the Beat movement in American literature. Two of Corso's earlier collections of poetry, Gasoline (1958) and The Happy Birthday of Death (1960), are considered to be groundbreaking works of twentieth-century American literature and yet, unlike the other major Beat writers, both he and his poetry are relatively unknown today.
Among the works included in this collection are two pieces by humorist and syndicated newspaper columnist Art Buchwald, as well as an early interview by Victor Bockris, noted biographer of Lou Reed, Andy Warhol, Keith Richards, Patti Smith, Blondie, Muhammad Ali, and others.
Advance reviews from eminent Beat literature scholars have praised "The Whole Shot" as "an important collection of interviews that provide a fascinating glimpse into the thoughts, writings and life of a Beat writer who deserves closer attention," "highly readable," "a valuable contribution to our understanding of an original and vigorous poetic voice," and "essential reading for anyone with an interest in Gregory Corso, the Beat Generation, or modern poetry."
To help defray the costs associated with self-publishing The Whole Shot, Schober has recently launched a Kickstarter crowdfunding campaign which will run through March 26, 2015, which would have been Corso's eight-fifth birthday.
Visit for information on how to support this book project by pre-ordering a copy for as little as $15.

Poet Steve Sanfield, Sierra Storytelling Festival founder, dies

By Carl Nolte

Steve Sanfield, a celebrated author and poet, died at his home on the San Juan Ridge, in the Sierra foothills in Nevada County, on Jan. 28. He died of heart failure after complications of surgery last fall.
Mr. Sanfield published the last of his 30 books in August, a volume of 77 poems to mark his 77th birthday. He called it “77 at 77.”
Noted for his unusual range, Mr. Sanfield wrote poetry, children’s books and folklore. He was also a noted storyteller and founded the annual Sierra Storytelling Festival in a former one-room schoolhouse in the old Nevada County town of North Columbia.
The festival often drew large crowds. “Younger listeners come for the pleasure and entertainment,” Mr. Sanfield once said. “The adults come to be touched and moved.”
He lived for more than 45 years on the San Juan Ridge, a writers and artists community not far from Nevada City. Gary Snyder, the Pulitzer Prize-winning poet, was his next-door neighbor. He was rooted in the quiet of the country.
Mr. Sanfield believed there was “madness afoot in the world, and if not for our own sake, at least for that of our own children, we have to preserve certain sacred places, where we can see the moon and stars every night, and the loudest sound is the quail at dawn,” he said.
In his poem “Other Writers,” Leonard Cohen wrote of Mr. Sanfield: “he writes about the small things/which stand for all things.’’
Mr. Sanfield’s poetry was much admired by other poets. Michael McClure called him “the master of American haiku.” In a book review in The Chronicle, author Gerry Nicosia said Mr. Sanfield’s work “exhibits a strong Zen influence, especially in his extremely tight phrasing and fierce, skewering wit.”
Mr. Sanfield was born in Lynn, Mass., in 1937 and graduated from the University of Massachussetts in 1957. After college, he participated in the Freedom Rides of the 1960s and traveled to Europe, the Mediterranean and North Africa, where he ran across some of the Beat poets, including Allen Ginsberg and Gregory Corso.
He tried for a while to break into the film business, but instead turned to poetry. He came under the influence of the noted Zen teacher Kyozan Joshu Sasaki. Mr. Sanfield’s Jewish background, Zen Buddhism and Native American spiritual beliefs were cornerstones of his work.
He won several awards for his “The Adventures of High John the Conquerer” and “Snow,” both children’s books. The Chronicle praised “Snow” for “showing the power of snow to make all things new.”
His longer book of poems, “The Rain Begins Below,” also met favorable critical review.
The book included a poem about an earlier drought in California, which began, “Can you spare some water?/I’m down to rock bottom.”
When the drought returned more recently, Mr. Sanfield sent the poem last year to the Nevada County Union newspaper, which reprinted it. Instead of hoping for rain, Mr. Sanfield gave this advice: “Return to your home/Purify your heart/Ask nothing for yourself.”
Mr. Sansfield’s first marriage, to Jacqueline Bellon, ended in divorce in 1974. He later married Sarah Sparks of North San Juan, who survives him. He is also survived by a son, Aaron Sande-Sanfield, and two grandchildren.
A memorial service will be held at the North Columbia Schoolhouse Cultural Center in Nevada County on March 7 at 1 p.m.
Carl Nolte is a San Francisco Chronicle staff writer. E-mail: Twitter: @carlnoltesf

Richard Brautigan, “Boo, Forever”

I’m haunted by all the space that I will live without you.

Charles Bukowski, You Get So Alone at Times That it Just Makes Sense

“the courage it took to get out of bed each
to face the same things
over and over



“Genius gives birth, talent delivers. What Rembrandt or Van Gogh saw in the night can never be seen again. Born writers of the future are amazed already at what they’re seeing now, what we’ll all see in time for the first time, and then see imitated many times by made writers.” –Jack Kerouac

“Geniuses can be scintillating and geniuses can be somber, but it’s that inescapable sorrowful depth that shines through—originality.”—Jack Kerouac

Lawrence Ferlinghetti, Poetry as Insurgent Art

“Poetry is a naked woman, a naked man, and the distance between them.”

The Beats

 “It seemed like a matter of minutes when we began rolling in the foothills before Oakland and suddenly reached a height and saw stretched out ahead of us the fabulous white city of San Francisco on her eleven mystic hills with the blue Pacific and its advancing wall of potato-patch fog beyond, and smoke and goldenness in the late afternoon of time.”   Jack Kerouac

“I want to be with you,
it is as simple,
and as complicated as that.”

   Charles Bukowski

Charles Bukowski

“she comes from love gone wrong under an
asphalt moon.
she comes from screams stuffed with cotton.
she comes from hands without arms
and arms without bodies
and bodies without hearts.
she comes out of cannons and shotguns and old victrolas.
she comes from parasites with blue eyes and soft voices.
she comes out from under the organ like a roach.
she keeps coming.
she’s inside of sardine cans and letters.
she’s under your fingernails pressing blue and flat.
she’s the signpost on the barricade
smeared in brown.
she’s the toy soldiers inside your head
poking their lead bayonets.
she’s the first kiss and the last kiss and
the dog’s guts spilling like a river.
she comes from somewhere and she never stops
me, and that
old woman:

—          from The Pleasures Of The Damned 

“I live alone in a small room
and read the newspapers
and sleep alone in the dark
dreaming of crowds.”
From The Pleasures Of The Damned

“but all people don’t have to be like you,
that doesn’t make everybody else wrong and you
From The Pleasures Of The Damned

 “If something burns your soul with purpose and desire, it’s your duty to be reduced to ashes by it. Any other form of existence will be yet another dull book in the library of life.”
 “I no longer want it all, just some comfort and some sex and some minor love.”
 “I stopped looking for a Dream Girl, I just wanted one that wasn’t a nightmare.”

 “there is something wrong with me
From The Pleasures Of The Damned

 “the thing that bothered
about everybody
is that they took so long
to finally say
something lively and /
From The Pleasures Of The Damned 

Cause and effect

My heart

Two piercing eyes

 "Two piercing eyes glancing into two piercing eyes- the holy con-man with the shining mind, and the sorrowful poetic con-man with the dark mind."

                                                                                           -On the Road, Jack Kerouac

Neal Cassady,

“I don’t want to suffer any more, I have had my mind broken open over and over before, I have been isolate and loveless always. I have not slept with anyone since I saw you, not because I was faithful but because I am afraid and I know no one. I will always be afraid I will always be worthless, I will always be alone till I die and I will be tormented long after you leave me.”            Allen Ginsberg, from a letter to Neal Cassady

 “Yes, for fuck all this, I am crazy. All this is raving babbling. I am I talk and read and write and the circle of destiny narrows and closes around me: die, go mad, what you think now is mad is really love and sane.”Allen Ginsberg, from a letter to Neal Cassady

“Sometimes I sits and thinks. Other times I sits and drinks, but mostly I just sits.”— Neal Cassady, from The First Third (the first third of his autobiography he wrote before his death)

 “Troubles, you see, is the generalization-word for what God exists in. The thing is not to get hung up”   Neal Cassady, On the Road by Jack Kerouac

I will remember

Gore Vidal, William Burroughs and Allen Ginsberg

Jack Kerouac,

“Nothing behind me, everything ahead of me, as is ever so on the road.” Jack Kerouac, On the Road

“Because in the end, you won’t remember the time you spent working in the office or mowing your lawn. Climb that goddamn mountain.”Jack Kerouac

 “I was suddenly left with nothing in my hands but a handful of crazy stars.” Jack Kerouac, On the Road

 “We agreed to love each other madly.”    Jack Kerouac, On the Road

 “I saw that my life was a vast glowing empty page and I could do anything I wanted.”Jack Kerouac, The Dharma Bums 

Available June 2015

So shut up, live, travel,

“So shut up, live, travel, adventure, bless and don’t be sorry” Jack Kerouac, Desolation Angels 

Available June 2015

When one personality meets

 “When one personality meets another for the first time, there is a period of mutual examination on the intuitive level of empathy and identification.” William S. Burroughs, Junky

                                        William Burroughs with David Hockney

Available June 2015

Beat Street: Can Kolkata’s Sudder Street shake off its seedy reputation?

Written by Premankur Biswas

If the brain changes matter breathes fearfully back on man — But now the great crash of buildings and planets breaks thru the walls of language and drowns me under its Ganges heaviness forever. —

 Last Night in Calcutta, Allen Ginsberg American poet and star of the Beat generation, Allen Ginsberg visited Kolkata in the late 1960s and by all accounts, loved the city — it moved him and tested him in equal measure. And for a short while, he called Sudder Street home. He lived in its flea-pit hotels, did a variety of drugs, spent hours at the burning ghats trying to overcome his fear of death, sought out godmen and their prescriptions for nirvana, and spent time with the Hungryalist quartet formed by poets Malay Roy Choudhary, Shakti Chattopadhyay, Samir Roychoudhury and Debi Roy. It was 1968 and the street, named after an old “sadar” court of appeal, symbolised freedom, a convergence of minds and cultures that defied easy categorisation. International tourists at Raj’s Spanish Cafe (Express photo by Subham Dutta) In the 1960s and 1970s, when the hippies started streaming into India, Kolkata was a favoured stopover because of its proximity to Kathmandu; with its cheap hotels and location in the centre of the city, Sudder Street promised the best hashish, pimps and their “college girls”, and all sorts of goods and services that would make the middle-class Bengali wrinkle their nose in consternation, or disgust, or both. “In the 1970s, when I was growing up in the area, my school friends would refuse to visit my home. For them, visiting Sudder Street was akin to visiting a red light area. Anyone living here had to be involved in something seedy,” says 50-year-old businessman Vipul Shah, who owned a cyber cafe in the area till the mid-2000s. Over the years, Sudder Street has grown as a backpacker’s haven, a reliable fleamarket for hip clothes and accessories, a neighbourhood full of cheap, good restaurants, and as the bhadrolok will tell you, a den of decadence. The latest blow to its reputation came when earlier this month, the Kolkata Police arrested three tour guides from Sudder Street, along with two others from Gaya, for allegedly gang-raping and robbing a Japanese tourist. But its residents are not going to give up without a fight. “This incident is like an alarm bell for us. We need to convince visitors that Sudder Street is not really the monster that it’s being made out to be,” says Rajan Prasad Pal, proprietor of the popular Raj’s Spanish Cafe in the area. “We have to realise that the onus of safety of the people here lies on both the police and the residents. If we warn our regulars to not trust local louts, if we have more organised tours, things will be different,” says Tapan Pramanik, officer-in-charge, New Market police station. The Japanese tourist was allegedly duped by a guide and his friends, who coerced her to visit Bodh Gaya with them. Lucille Berard, 23, who is on a backpacking trip across India from France, has heard about the incident, but doesn’t want that to cloud her “experience”. “I feel quite safe here though I understand how quickly that can change. I am sure if I take proper precautions, nothing untoward will happen,” she says. Near Raj’s Spanish Cafe, Govind Kumar Prajapti,17, is perched on a borrowed bike. A resident of faraway Canal East Road, he visits the street every week to make “friends”. “I want to improve my English. How is it wrong to befriend new people and learn from them?” he asks. Spanish tourist Maria Lopez, 22, doesn’t seem to mind. “I have talked to them a few times. They only want to be friends. I feel it’s wrong to look upon everyone with suspicion. Of course, I make sure that I don’t go anywhere alone with them,” says Lopez, who also volunteers at the nearby Missionaries of Charity. Meanwhile, Sudder Street shows telltale marks of a neighbourhood trying to shed its skin. Each corner has a a cafe offering “European dishes”, travel agents come with the guarantee of Lonely Planet stamp and beer bars have a “family section”. In the last few years, two luxury hotels have sprung up in the dusty, noisy neighbourhood; scurrying to break even, traditional backpacker joints are now charging close to Rs 1,000 for a room. “Even a few years ago, rooms were available for Rs 300 in the area, now the average room rate is Rs 800,” says Lakhan Jha of Blue Sky Cafe, the first European style cafe in the area. During the day, in the mellow winter light, the entire expanse of the street, a few hundred metres stretching from the iconic Indian Museum to Free School street, looks decidedly festive. Streamers hang from trees, a gaggle of Korean tourists crowd at a street-side kimchi stall (unpretentiously called Nataraj) and the neon lights of bars and eateries glow an hour too early. And right at the middle of it, at the corner of Madge Lane that connects Sudder Street to Lindsay Street is a green treasure trove of nostalgia. Since 1783, the Fairlawn hotel has been a bastion of respectability. The 232-year-old building has housed many distinguished guests, including the likes of Shashi Kapoor and the Kendal family, Julie Christie, Tom Stoppard, Gunter Grass and anybody who would like to step into a time machine and be transported to the Calcutta of the Raj. The hotel belonged to the late Violet Smith, the “Duchess of Sudder Street”, who passed away last year, at the age of 93. Here, a different Sudder Street exists, one that offers old-fashioned pleasures such as gin-and-tonic taken at sundown on the verandah. “Fairlawn is actually a destination for most of our guests. - They come from different foreign countries to experience the old-world charm of the place. Money is not an issue for them,” says Hasan, who has been associated with the hotel for more than a decade and seems eager to disassociate the property from its less-genteel surroundings.

Love breaks

“…Love breaks my
bones and I

—         Charles Bukowski 

because he had no place he could stay in without getting tired of it

 “because he had no place he could stay in without getting tired of it and because there was nowhere to go but everywhere, keep rolling under the stars…” Jack Kerouac

Our battered suitcases were piled on the sidewalk again

“Our battered suitcases were piled on the sidewalk again; we had longer ways to go. But no matter, the road is life.”  Jack Kerouac

“How in the hell could a man enjoy being awakened at 8:30 a.m. by an alarm clock,

“How in the hell could a man enjoy being awakened at 8:30 a.m. by an alarm clock, leap out of bed, dress, force-feed, shit, piss, brush teeth and hair, and fight traffic to get to a place where essentially you made lots of money for somebody else and were asked to be grateful for the opportunity to do so?” Charles Bukowski, Factotum

Beatniks & Hippies Still Influence San Francisco

Beatniks & Hippies Still Influence San Francisco
by Richard S. Ehrlich

San Francisco, December 16, 2014 -- All the original "starving hysterical naked" beatniks, cool cats, flower children, hippies and freaks are now advancing into their senior years or dead.
But their innocence and experience -- and complex experiments with words and ideals, and celebration of life -- is still available here across hilly and chilly San Francisco.
Guide books and maps will help, but you don't really need those to discover the remains of "the scene" if you keep your eyes open while wandering the city.
In the sanitized, unaware 1950s when it all began, America lacked what later became known as a mass "youth culture," which quickly branched into a deeper "counterculture.”
In January 1967, the social changes engulfed San Francisco's Golden Gate Park at "The Human Be-In, A Gathering of the Tribes.”
There, an invisible baton passed from revered beatnik poet Allen Ginsberg to the hippies' ex-Harvard psychedelic psychologist Dr. Timothy Leary.
Today, on nearby Haight Street, you can buy a copy of the luminescent poster of that beatific event which soon spawned a "Summer of Love.”
The marketing of beatnik and hippie culture keeps it all alive, thanks to countless shops, factories, books, surviving artists and their estates, plus customers of all ages who are fascinated by what happened.
"The writing of the beatnik era, and the music of the hippie era, are doing just fine," said Barry "The Fish" Melton, 67, a guitarist from that era's subversive San Francisco band, Country Joe and The Fish.
"And I should include the surviving poster artists of the hippie era, who still market their wares," said Melton who continues to perform as a guitarist and is also an attorney.
"I came to San Francisco to be a beatnik, and ended up being among the first hippies!" Melton said in an interview.
"It's a shame when the only message that comes across is sex, drugs and rock and roll. Both the beatnik and hippie movements were far more than that, as they were part and parcel of other counterculture movements, such as the Diggers of mid-17th century England, the Lost Generation in Paris of the 1920's and many others," he said.
You can examine those roots in the beats' favorite North Beach neighborhood.
City Lights Books on Columbus Avenue, founded in 1953, published many of the beats' manuscripts, and offers a cavernous collection of old and current tomes spanning a widening array of literature, science, politics, and art, in addition to the beats.
The shop's front window showcases T-shirts and book bags for sale emblazoned with poet Ginsberg's most famous three words -- "starving hysterical naked" -- which appear in the beginning of his breakthrough poem "Howl" which City Lights published in 1956.
Nearby on Broadway, in the Beat Museum, a giant enlargement of Ginsberg's typewritten first page of "Howl" shows his first choice of adjectives was "starving, mystical, naked," -- and how he penciled an edit removing the commas and changed "mystical" into "hysterical".
The Beat Museum's exhibits also include a duplicate of the bulbous brown Hudson automobile driven by beatnik author Jack Kerouac.
The museum's dust-covered Hudson is symbolic because it is actually from the recent film "On The Road" based on Kerouac's novel, and not his original car.
The museum sells records, posters and books including "Memoirs of a Beatnik" by revolutionary poet Diane di Prima who recently celebrated her 80th birthday.
"Tour North Beach in the footsteps of the Beat Generation!" the museum says in a walking tour sales pitch.
"See the landmarks where the Beats lived, drank, wrote, and loved," it offers.
Further down Broadway, a restaurant calls itself "Naked Lunch," using the title of the famously outrageous beat novel by William Burroughs.
Such literary references, however, can be confusing.
When an out-of-town family recently looked at the sign, their daughter was overheard innocently asking her parents, "What's a naked lunch?”
The father gruffly mentioned something about "topless women serving food," and the family hurried away.
"It's very cool history, but it's now just part of the tourist fabric," said Jack Boulware, 53, author of a travel guide titled, "San Francisco Bizarro.”
"If you were in Chicago, you might go on the Weird Chicago murder tour, and visit the theater where John Dillinger was shot. Or if you were in London, you'd take the Jack the Ripper walking tour. Here, it's the beats and hippies," Boulware said in an interview.
Asked about sites to visit, he suggested some forgotten places.
"There should be a bronze plaque on the Longshoreman's building near Fisherman's Wharf, the site of the first Acid Test's public LSD experiments with Ken Kesey and the Grateful Dead," he said.
"Also, I always have wished that the apartment of [late beat poet] Kenneth Rexroth was recognized in some way. It's in the Lower Haight, upstairs from a very obscure esoteric vinyl record shop named Jack's Record Cellar. The owners have kept it intact with his original furniture and even his library.
"This apartment was the site of many 1940s San Francisco renaissance-era literary events and discussions, which led to the crystallization of what would be the beat poetry scene," said Boulware, who is also co-founder and executive director of the Litquake Foundation, which stages annual literary festivals.
"The beat philosophy was first incubated in poetry. It only later became the movie cliché of the beret-wearing jazzbo, or the Life magazine photo of barefoot kids playing bongos on street corners," he said.
Anyone who purchases beatniks' books or hippie memorabilia might -- if they are willing -- undergo "permanent rebellion against the status quo," said Val Vale, whose RE/Search Publications produces documentary literature plus descriptions of must-see current events around town.
People should "read the books and poetry, and then start writing too," Vale said in an interview after walking through North Beach where he lives.
Next stop on any tour of San Francisco is Haight Street where the 1960s are sold in shops such as Land of the Sun.
Incense, posters, tie-dyed clothes and other now-quaint souvenirs pack the store, evoking the hippies' ghosts and crazed creations.
Banners dangle from the ceiling, illustrated with popular album covers such as Jimi Hendrix's "are you experienced?" and Pink Floyd's rainbow prism.
Elsewhere on Haight Street, a fast-food Burger Urge restaurant is decorated with an external mural headlined, "Summer of Love, 1967," amid stars and planets, peace signs, a Grateful Dead guitarist, Janis Joplin singing, and other icons.
Bound Together Bookstore, further along the street, offers a confrontational, didactic edge with its "anarchist collective" of radical literature, free movies, readings and other events.
Its $10 posters include fresh warnings about America's treatment of Vietnam War veterans, and COINTELPRO, the acronym for the FBI's counterintelligence program which targeted hippies and others in the 1960s.

Explore the beats and hippies, and their influence, at
City Lights Books
261 Columbus Avenue
The Beat Museum
540 Broadway
Land of the Sun
1715 Haight Street
Bound Together Bookstore
1369 Haight Street
Jack Boulware & the Litquake Festival
V. Vale's publications and listed events

Richard S. Ehrlich is a Bangkok-based journalist from San Francisco, California, reporting news from Asia since 1978, and recipient of Columbia University's Foreign Correspondent's Award. He is a co-author of three non-fiction books about Thailand, including "Hello My Big Big Honey!" Love Letters to Bangkok Bar Girls and Their Revealing Interviews; 60 Stories of Royal Lineage; and Chronicle of Thailand: Headline News Since 1946. Mr. Ehrlich also contributed to the final chapter, "Ceremonies and Regalia," in a new book titled King Bhumibol Adulyadej, A Life's Work: Thailand's Monarchy in Perspective.
His websites are