Haunted and inspired by dreams of Ferlinghetti
Haunted and inspired by dreams of Ferlinghetti Joan Gelfand FacebookTwitterEmail Lawrence Ferlinghetti in 1970Sam Falk / New York Times 1970 At 11:30 on Tuesday morning, my cell phone began crazily ringing with text notifications. I was in Golden Gate Park enjoying the midwinter break — a sunny, 70-degree day in San Francisco. “Larry!” one said. “Holy Ferlinghetti,” said another. “Sad about Larry” was a third. Lawrence Ferlinghetti, the giant among poets worldwide, had passed at 101. Ferlinghetti first came into my life when I was a freshman in high school. My father had just pa...