Kenneth Patchen
Creation by Kenneth Patchen

Creation by Kenneth Patchen

Wherever the dead are there they are andNothing more. But you and I can expectTo see angels in the meadowgrass that lookLike cows -And wherever we are in paradisein furnished room ...

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Let Us Have Madness by Kenneth Patchen

Let Us Have Madness by Kenneth Patchen

Let us have madness openly. O men Of my generation. Let us follow The footsteps of this slaughtered age: See it trail across Time's dim land Into the closed house of eternity With ...

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Saturday Night In The Parthenon by Kenneth Patchen

Saturday Night In The Parthenon by Kenneth Patchen

Tiny green birds skate over the surface of the room.A naked girl prepares a basin with steaming water,And in the corner away from the hearth, the red wheelsOf an up-ended chariot ...

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The Slums by Kenneth Patchen

The Slums by Kenneth Patchen

That should be obviousOf course it won'tAny fool knows that.Even in the winter.Consider for a moment.What?Consider what!They never have.Why now?Certainly it means nothing.It's all ...

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The Artist’s Duty by Kenneth Patchen

The Artist’s Duty by Kenneth Patchen

So it is the duty of the artist to discourage all traces of shameTo extend all boundariesTo fog them in right over the plateTo kill only what is ridiculousTo establish problemTo ...

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Fall Of The Evening Star by Kenneth Patchen

Fall Of The Evening Star by Kenneth Patchen

Speak softly; sun going downOut of sight. Come near me now.Dear dying fall of wings as birdscomplain against the gathering dark...Exaggerate the green blood in grass;the music of ...

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As We Are So Wonderfully Done With Each Other by Kenneth Patchen

As We Are So Wonderfully Done With Each Other by Kenneth Patchen

As we are so wonderfully done with each other We can walk into our separate sleepOn floors of music where the milkwhite cloak of childhood liesO my lady, my fairest dear, my ...

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When We Were Here Together by Kenneth Patchen

When We Were Here Together by Kenneth Patchen

when we were here together in a place we did not know, nor oneanother.A bit of grass held between the teeth for a moment, bright hair on the wind.What we were we did not know, nor ...

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There Are Not Many Kingdoms Left by Kenneth Patchen

There Are Not Many Kingdoms Left by Kenneth Patchen

I write the lips of the moon upon her shoulders. In atemple of silvery farawayness I guard her to rest.For her bed I write a stillness over all the swans of theworld. With the ...

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We Go Out Together In The Staring Town by Kenneth Patchen

We Go Out Together In The Staring Town by Kenneth Patchen

We go out together into the staring townAnd buy cheese and bread and little jugs withflowered labelsEverywhere is a tent where we put on our whirling showA great deal has been ...

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The Orange Bears by Kenneth Patchen

The Orange Bears by Kenneth Patchen

The Orange bears with soft friendly eyesWho played with me when I was ten,Christ, before I'd left home they'd hadTheir paws smashed in the rolls, their backsSeared by hot slag, ...

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The Naked Land by Kenneth Patchen

The Naked Land by Kenneth Patchen

A beast stands at my eye.I cook my senses in a dark fire.The old wombs rot and the new motherApproaches with the footsteps of a world.Who are the people of this unscaled ...

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Eve Of St. Agony Or The Middleclass Was Sitting On Its Fat by Kenneth Patchen

Eve Of St. Agony Or The Middleclass Was Sitting On Its Fat by Kenneth Patchen

Man-dirt and stomachs that the sea unloads; rockets of quick lice crawling inland, planting their damn flags, putting their malethings in any hole that will stand still, yapping ...

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WHERE? by Kenneth Patchen

WHERE? by Kenneth Patchen

There's a place the man always sayCome in here, childNo cause you should weepWolf never catch such a rabbitGolden hair never turn white with grief Come in here, childNo cause you ...

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The Snow Is Deep On The Ground by Kenneth Patchen

The Snow Is Deep On The Ground by Kenneth Patchen

The snow is deep on the ground. Always the light falls Softly down on the hair of my beloved. This is a good world. The war has failed. God shall not forget us. Who made the snow ...

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Irkalla’s White Caves by Kenneth Patchen

Irkalla’s White Caves by Kenneth Patchen

I believe that a young womanIs standing in a circle of lionsIn the other side of the sky.In a little while I must carry her the flowersWhich only fade here; and she will not cryIf ...

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The Rites Of Darkness by Kenneth Patchen

The Rites Of Darkness by Kenneth Patchen

The sleds of the children Move down the right slope. To the left, hazed in the tumbling air, A thousand lights smudge Within the branches of the old forest, Like colored moons in ...

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In The Footsteps Of The Walking Air by Kenneth Patchen

In The Footsteps Of The Walking Air by Kenneth Patchen

In the footsteps of the walking airSky's prophetic chickens weave their cloth of aweAnd hillsides lift green wings in somber journeying.Night in his soft haste bumps on the ...

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Be Music, Night by Kenneth Patchen

Be Music, Night by Kenneth Patchen

Be music, night, That her sleep may go Where angels have their pale tall choirs Be a hand, sea, That her dreams may watch Thy guidesman touching the green flesh of the world Be a ...

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The Hangman’s Great Hands by Kenneth Patchen

The Hangman’s Great Hands by Kenneth Patchen

And all that is this day. . . The boy with cap slung over what had been a face. .. Somehow the cop will sleep tonight, will make love to hiswife... Anger won't help. I was born ...

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The Deer And The Snake by Kenneth Patchen

The Deer And The Snake by Kenneth Patchen

The deer is humble, lovely as God made her I watch her eyes and think of wonder owned These strange priests enter the cathedral of woods And seven Marys clean their hands to woo ...

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Do The Dead Know What Time It Is? by Kenneth Patchen

Do The Dead Know What Time It Is? by Kenneth Patchen

The old guy put down his beer.Son, he said,(and a girl came over to the table where we were:asked us by Jack Christ to buy her a drink.)Son, I am going to tell you somethingThe ...

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The Temple by Kenneth Patchen

The Temple by Kenneth Patchen

To leave the earth was my wish, and no will stayed my rising.Early, before sun had filled the roads with cartsConveying folk to weddings and to murders;Before men left their ...

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Pastoral by Kenneth Patchen

Pastoral by Kenneth Patchen

The Dove walks with sticky feetUpon the green crowns of the almond tree,Its feathers smeared over with warmthLike honeyThat dips lazily down into the shadow ...Anyone standing in ...

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My Generation Reading The Newspapers by Kenneth Patchen

My Generation Reading The Newspapers by Kenneth Patchen

We must be slow and delicate; return the policeman's stare with some esteem, remember this is not a shadow play of doves and geese but this is now the time to write it down, ...

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The Cloth Of The Tempest by Kenneth Patchen

The Cloth Of The Tempest by Kenneth Patchen

These of living emanate a formidable light, Which is equal to death, and when used Gives increase eternally. What fortifies in separate thought Is not drawn by wind or by man ...

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