Against the eagled br Hemisphere br I lean my eager br Editorial ear br And what the devil br You think I hear? br I hear the Beat br No not of the heart br But the dull palpitation br Of the New Art br As, on the dead tread, br Mill of no mind, br It follows its leaders br Unbeaten behind. br O Kerouac Kerouac br What on earth shall we do br If a single Idea br Ever gets through? br . . . 12 an idea br To a hundred pages br Now Jack, dear Jack, br That ain't fair wages br For labouring through br Prose that takes ages br Just to announce br That Gods and Men br Ought all to study br The Book of Zen.