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Last Night I Drove A Car - Poem by Gregory Corso

Last night I drove a car
not knowing how to drive
not owning a car
I drove and knocked down
people I loved
...went 120 through one town.

I stopped at Hedgeville
and slept in the back seat
...excited about my new life.

Comments about Last Night I Drove A Car by Gregory Corso

  • Ahmed 11/17/2020 9:40:00 AM

    I love this poem Reply

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  • Thispoemisgay_OCE 7/21/2020 6:43:00 PM

    This poem is gay please dont post this Reply

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  • Chinedu Dike 6/7/2020 3:31:00 PM

    Well expressed thoughts and feelings........
    A beautiful creation.

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  • fiston Makuwa 10/3/2019 12:07:00 PM

    I like about it because if you are please with something that is always wonderfull Reply

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  • Michael Walker 9/30/2019 10:03:00 PM

    I don't think the meaning is to be taken literally, or
    it would not make sense. However, it is possible
    that he did those unlikely things, 'went 120 through one town.'
    Driving a car, even though he does not own one,
    gives him a new life, as it did to me at age eighteen.
    Without a car, you don't have a life. I know that many have to
    put up with buses too. Greg Corso is lucky, as I am.

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  • Michael Walker 7/28/2019 9:51:00 PM

    Not a very logical poem by one of the foremost Beats. He wrote better. Reply

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  • UwU UR SO WARM X3 5/21/2019 8:57:00 AM

    thank you kanye, very cool Reply

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  • Mahtab Bangalee 3/25/2019 4:31:00 AM

    oh the life
    in the back seat
    is excited for the new rising day........ greatly poetic expression

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  • niyah 2/6/2019 11:08:00 AM

    your mum oooooooooooo! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !


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  • niyah 2/6/2019 11:08:00 AM

    your mum oooooooooooo! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !


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Car Poems
  1. 1. Last Night I Drove A Car
    Gregory Corso
  2. 2. A Car Is Just A Car!
    Lovina Sylvia Chidi
  3. 3. In The Smoking Car
    Richard Wilbur
  4. 4. Halsted Street Car
    Carl Sandburg
  5. 5. Poems Done On A Late Night Car
    Carl Sandburg
  6. 6. The Lay Of The Motor-Car
    Banjo Paterson
  7. 7. Buying A Car
    Diane Hine
  8. 8. A Car
    Mr. Bean
  9. 9. Inside The Car One Rainy Day
  10. 10. 0004 Car Boot Sales
    Michael Shepherd
  11. 11. Princess Needs A New Car
    Mary Nagy
  12. 12. Car Crash
    Nellie Isabelle Steward Cooper
  13. 13. The Motor Car
    Henry Lawson
  14. 14. K-Car
    Alf Hutchison
  15. 15. A Crowded Trolley-Car
    Elinor Morton Wylie
  16. 16. My Little Red Car (Fun Poem 30)
    David Harris
  17. 17. Bus And Car Like Country (Imagery In Oct..
    Muzahidul Reza
  18. 18. An Incident In A Railroad Car
    James Russell Lowell
  19. 19. To A Lady, Persuading Her To A Car
    Rudyard Kipling
  20. 20. Wishy Washy Like Sidelining A Car Wash
    s./j. goldner
  21. 21. Box Car Harry
    Lonnie Hicks
  22. 22. On Purple Car
    Liza Sud
  23. 23. My Car
    Gajanan Mishra
  24. 24. The Car Radio...
    (brief renderings) Joe Fazio
  25. 25. The Lady Of The Motor Car
    Henry Lawson
  26. 26. The Car Moved Ahead
    Ahmad Shiddiqi
  27. 27. Driving My Mother's Old Retired Car
    Ted Sheridan
  28. 28. My Other Car Is A Volvo
    Scotty Dogg
  29. 29. Car Sun Visors (Fun Poem 65)
    David Harris
  30. 30. On A Child Killed By A Motor Car
    Martin Carter
  31. 31. Car
    David Harris
  32. 32. Car Washers (Fun Poem 34)
    David Harris
  33. 33. My Car Of Inspiration!
    Geetha Jayakumar
  34. 34. The Car
    Aparna Chatterjee
  35. 35. I Have Bought This Car
    Gajanan Mishra
  36. 36. Tinkle Tinkle Little Car
    Avisek Rath
  37. 37. Who's Driving This Car?
    Patti Masterman
  38. 38. Car Wash Blues
    Joe Rosochacki
  39. 39. I Ran My Car Into God Today
    Roshni D'Souza
  40. 40. My Dream Car Without A Number Plate
    nimal dunuhinga
  41. 41. See My Car
    Gajanan Mishra
  42. 42. A Slow Car
    Terence George Craddock (aft ..
  43. 43. Ghosts Inside The Engine Of My Car
    Aldo Kraas
  44. 44. New Car
    Melanie Harris
  45. 45. Car Is Taking Me
    Gajanan Mishra
  46. 46. Car
    Ajay Srivastava
  47. 47. Car Is Here
    Gajanan Mishra
  48. 48. Classic Car
    Ray Feasey
  49. 49. The New Car Deal
    Herbert Nehrlich
  50. 50. Chennai To Nellai By Car
    Indira Renganathan

Car Poems

  1. Halsted Street Car

    Come you, cartoonists, Hang on a strap with me here At seven o’clock in the morning On a Halsted street car. Take your pencils And draw these faces. Try with your pencils for these crooked faces, That pig-sticker in one corner—his mouth— That overall factory girl—her loose cheeks. Find for your pencils A way to mark your memory Of tired empty faces. After their night’s sleep, In the moist dawn And cool daybreak, Faces Tired of wishes, Empty of dreams.

  2. In The Smoking Car

    The eyelids meet. He'll catch a little nap. The grizzled, crew-cut head drops to his chest. It shakes above the briefcase on his lap. Close voices breathe, "Poor sweet, he did his best." "Poor sweet, poor sweet," the bird-hushed glades repeat, Through which in quiet pomp his litter goes, Carried by native girls with naked feet. A sighing stream concurs in his repose. Could he but think, he might recall to mind The righteous mutiny or sudden gale That beached him here; the dear ones left behind . . . So near the ending, he forgets the tale. Were he to lift his eyelids now, he might Behold his maiden porters, brown and bare. But even here he has no appetite. It is enough to know that they are there. Enough that now a honeyed music swells, The gentle, mossed declivities begin, And the whole air is full of flower-smells. Failure, the longed-for valley, takes him in.

  3. Poems Done On A Late Night Car

    I. CHICKENS I am The Great White Way of the city: When you ask what is my desire, I answer: "Girls fresh as country wild flowers, With young faces tired of the cows and barns, Eager in their eyes as the dawn to find my mysteries, Slender supple girls with shapely legs, Lure in the arch of their little shoulders And wisdom from the prairies to cry only softly at the ashes of my mysteries." II. USED UP Lines based on certain regrets that come with rumination upon the painted faces of women on North Clark Street, Chicago Roses, Red roses, Crushed In the rain and wind Like mouths of women Beaten by the fists of Men using them. O little roses And broken leaves And petal wisps: You that so flung your crimson To the sun Only yesterday. III. HOME Here is a thing my heart wishes the world had more of: I heard it in the air of one night when I listened To a mother singing softly to a child restless and angry in the darkness.

  4. A Car Is Just A Car!

    A car is a car If it can ride you nearby or far A car is a car When it gets you in time to the bar A car is a car When you are addressed as Madam or Sir But for some A car is not just a car It is a home After a daylight roam It is a home After a nightly roam Kind of like a homelessness Reoccurring syndrome Now give me any banger of a car I'll give it hotly showers of a sauna Play sweet tunes to it from a guitar By the time you watch me stand by it And pose with an exotic cigar Waiting to take you out to dinar You may even prefer it to a modernised jaguar You see, to me A car is just a car Be it in a new silver shining coat Or one decorated with tarnished scars The simple reality Is they all have similar Passenger capacity Whether be it a personalised 8 seater stretch limousine Or a Ferrari with an exploding roaring engine A car is a car A vehicle of motion A medium of transportation Even when it shows signs of erosion As long as it can move from junction to junction I personally sanction A car is just a car Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi Check out my latest 'Justice & If I were a girl'