The Ferlinghetti School of Poetics Joan Gelfand FacebookTwitterEmail “All that we see, or seem, is but a dream within a dream.” — Edgar Allan Poe I: The dream within the dream within the dream What is it, Ferlinghetti, Strolling in front of cars Haunting alleyways, stairways, San Francisco’s sex fraught avenues? In North Beach Where XXX marks art and Nasty commerce collide, intersect Columbus, Telegraph Hill, Jack Kerouac Way. You are fog whispering in from the sea On another sunny day. Beyond the ledges of concrete/Restaurants fall into dreams With candlelight couples/Lost Alexandria still burns.” * Ferlinghetti’s words sink, weighted