Not sure whose open call for poetry or if there even was one. Just know I keep seeing poetry everywhere and after reading Nanatehay's Ginsberg this morning, of course I had to RESPOND .

   Here are some gems from Jack Kerouac which is not poetry but to me poetic. Also a short masterpiece by Alan Ginsberg, and a tribute collage for William S. Burroughs. I chose not to paste any Burroughs on this post because frankly, I couldn't find any that wasn't extremely disturbing. However I'll provide this link for any of you brave and curious enough to take a look.

                       http://www.lucaspickford.com/burrbeats.htm

"Not enough ecstasy for me, not enough life, joy, kicks, darkness, music, not enough night".

The method must be purest meat
and no symbolic dressing
actual visions & actual prisons
as seen then and now.

Prisons and visions presented
with rare descriptions
correponding exactly to those
of Alcatraz and Rose.

A naked lunch is natural to us,
we eat reality sandwiches.
But allegories are so much lettuce.
Don't hide the madness.

- Allen Ginsberg

"The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes "Awww!"

- Jack Kerouac "On the Road"

                                                                                                 tribute to william s. burroughs
                                                collage by patrick deese

The phrase "Beat generation" arose out of a specific conversation between Jack Kerouac and John Clellon Holmes in 1948. They were discussing the nature of generations, recollecting the glamour of the Lost Generation, and Kerouac said, "Ah, this is nothing but a beat generation." They talked about whether it was a "found generation" (as Kerouac sometimes called it), an "angelic generation", or some other epithet. But Kerouac waved away the question and said beat generation - not meaning to name the generation, but to unname it.
Jack Clellon Holmes's celebrated article in late 1952 in the New York Times Magazine carried the headline title "This Is the Beat Generation." That caught the public eye. Then Kerouac annonymously published a fragment of On the Road called "Jazz of the Beat Generation," and that reinforced the curiously poetic phrase. So that's the early history of the term.