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A Lost Exchange Between Burroughs and Ginsberg

Photo: Hank O’Neal.

In 1992, five years before his death, Allen Ginsberg visited William S. Burroughs’s home in Lawrence, Kansas. Over the course of four days, the two Beats chatted about everything from shamanism to punk rock, from Jane Bowles to David Cronenberg. Don’t Hide the Madness: William S. Burroughs in Conversation with Allen Ginsberg, edited by Steven Taylor and published this week by Three Rooms Press, collects for the first time this intimate, sprawling exchange. In the excerpt printed below, Burroughs and Ginsberg discuss the inspiration behind the infamous Naked Lunch chapter “The Market.”

 

GINSBERG

One thing I remember, actually, at some point or other, you and Lucien and Kerouac got me on a couch and took down my pants.

BURROUGHS

I don’t remember that.

GINSBERG

[laughing] ’Cause I … It was thrilling, and I got a hard-on, I remember. I was ashamed. Because it was Lucien there.

BURROUGHS

Should be.

GINSBERG

On the couch, in front of the window.

BURROUGHS

Yes. I know where the couch was. Typical railroad apartment, where they usually had the bathtub in the kitchen. 

GINSBERG

Yeah, I had one there.

BURROUGHS

Typical slum.

GINSBERG

Actually, I ran into a girl who’s living there now who keeps inviting me to come back and see it.

BURROUGHS

That’d be interesting.

GINSBERG

A friend of the rock group Sonic Youth that plays with you—

BURROUGHS

Who?

GINSBERG

Sonic Youth is a rock group.

BURROUGHS

Yes.

GINSBERG

She’s one of the singer friends of theirs.

BURROUGHS

Yes.

GINSBERG

And she’s now living in my old apartment. But one thing I remember very clearly is the origin of “The Market” or Interzone and market …

BURROUGHS

Yes.

GINSBERG

… fantasy with you and … looking out the window, and you saw a neighbor lady lean out with a very intense expression and pull in the laundry and the laundry line. You remember that?

BURROUGHS

No. But I know now about those laundry lines.

GINSBERG

And you saw the laundry lines and then … all the fire escapes, and from that rose a routine about balconies crisscrossing in the void and …

BURROUGHS

Um hm yeah yeah um hm …

GINSBERG

And lines of ropes connecting buildings …

BURROUGHS

Exactly …

GINSBERG

I remember you looked out of the window and then were impressed by the expression of the woman’s face, ’cause … if you could look up a minute … she leaned out like that only, you know, with a great intensity of expression and extending her body out pulling … with her hand out grasping.

BURROUGHS

Grasping. I remember.

GINSBERG

You were imitating her avaricious gesture, grasping and pulling the laundry line, and from that was the seed of “The Market.”

BURROUGHS

Yeah.

GINSBERG

Now do you have any visual memory of that outside of the window at all, the laundry lines?

BURROUGHS

No, but I know I can see … the laundry lines are a feature of those apartments, and their laundry’s on the balcony. You’ll find that in … balcony … in sort of, slums all over the world.

GINSBERG

Yeah, Naples.

BURROUGHS

Naples. I was thinking of that. Naples and Marseille and all kinds of places.

GINSBERG

Actually, that photograph of Kerouac that I have …

BURROUGHS

Yeah.

GINSBERG

You can actually see the laundry line … those specific laundry lines. Did you ever notice that in that photo?

BURROUGHS

I think so, yeah.

GINSBERG

It takes a very good printer to get them because it was very faint … sky.

 

Read William S. Burroughs’s and Allen Ginsberg’s Writers at Work interviews.

Excerpted from Don’t Hide the Madness: William S. Burroughs in Conversation with Allen Ginsberg, edited by Steven Taylor. Reprinted with the permission of Three Rooms Press. 



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