'I'm a solitary crazy Catholic mystic,' claimed Jack
Kerouac, who would have been 90 this year. James
Clarke finds redemption and depth in the burned-out life
of the archetypal Beat writer.
Jack Kerouac died in 1969 from internal bleeding provoked by
alcohol abuse, aged just 47. Yet his work continues to excite
interest out of all proportion to his ...
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