"Howl" by Allen Ginsberg (pictured) was one of those poems which did captivate my soul. It had me at it's very first line, " I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by
madness, starving hysterical naked"...
Last week I read a redux of the poem except with my generation in mind and it's dependence on technology.
Read it here. I hope you like it as much as I do.