Eve Of St. Agony Or The Middleclass Was Sitting On Its Fat (Kenneth Patchen Poems)
Man-dirt and stomachs that the sea unloads; rocketsof quick lice crawling inland, planting their damn flags,putting their malethings in any ...
Man-dirt and stomachs that the sea unloads; rocketsof quick lice crawling inland, planting their damn flags,putting their malethings in any ...
The cove who never kids himself,Who looks at facts without a frown,Who knows that life is full of knots,And not ...
Underneath the windy mountain walls Forth we rode, an eager band,By the surges and the verges and the gorges, Till the night ...
IEnter these enchanted woods,You who dare.Nothing harms beneath the leavesMore than waves a swimmer cleaves.Toss your heart up with the ...
My father worked with a horse-plough, His shoulders globed like a full sail strung Between the shafts and the furrow. ...
What I was doing with my white teeth exposed like that on the side of the road I don't know, ...
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