The Dharma Bums by Jack Kerouac
Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance by Robert Pirsig
Oh yeah, and Incidents: the real "Howl" should start like this: "I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical mad, dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix" or something like that. There's also a lot of graphic sexual content that is edited out in some versions, but it's essential to the real poem. The beats were all about breaking boundaries and questioning conventions.
[Edited by David C on 07-30-2003 at 09:22 AM]
"It's all right son . . . we told you what to dream"