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 snow is deep on the ground.Always the light fallsSoftly down on the hair of my belov(Kenneth Patchen)
Wherever the dead are there they are and Nothing more. But you and I can expect To see angels in ...
when we were here together in a place we did not know, nor one another. A bit of grass held ...
Tiny green birds skate over the surface of the room. A naked girl prepares a basin with steaming water, And ...
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