The red-haired man gave a
yawp of exultation and stood staggering, and as it seemed to me in serious danger of either going backwards down the companion hatchway or forwards upon his victim.
(58) Whitman, "A Barbaric
Yawp," The Galveston Daily News 43 (March 13, 1885), 8.
We would bellow along in barbaric
yawps that we hoped would make Walt proud.
"Under Whitmanic
Yawp Harbor here / roll into Man city, my city, Mannahatta / Lower East Side ghosted & / grimed with heroin, shit-black": even as Ginsberg draws from Whitman's register, he chooses to juxtapose Whitman's joyous New Yorker persona as signposted by "
Yawp" and "Mannahatta" with his own coarser diction describing the Lower East Side.
Outside, the frying frankfurters and electronic
yawp of the sound system told us that the annual festive market was with us.
Despite its linguistic play and experimentalism, then, Naked Lunch resists the linguistic turn and sounds Burroughs's barbaric
yawp against the biopolitical violence that late capitalism applies to exploited bodies across the globe.
"You may find it hard to believe, but this wand is inhabited by Robin Williams," he says, before explaining how, one time, he heard a "
Yawp!" behind himthe cry Williams makes in the movie "Dead Poets Society"and knew it was the late actor calling to him (or something).
He wrote on a chalkboard; "I sound my barbaric
yawp over the rooftops of the world." And there's a scene where he was supposed to drag a poem out of my character.
Hawke spoke with Reuters about "Seymour: An Introduction," its underlying themes on art and mentorship, and how Williams helped him find his "barbaric
yawp."
CAROLINE: Except Team
Yawp has a project due in like ten hours.
Opening with the poem's recurring songbird muse, O'Leary braids perception with permission, making the wren a given property of the mind, which leads to the central concern of the book: "the mystery of human consciousness." Line breaks in the above passage compel the momentum of each impending perception: the brief, distilled images of the first lines modulate into a breathless
yawp, filled with inverted syntax ("the woods at dusk flood with") and embedded fragments.
'Ashley Out' is an emotional cry - a barbaric
yawp, even.