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 ...
We must be slow and delicate; returnthe policeman's stare with some esteem,remember this is not a shadow playof doves and ...
when we were here together in a place we did not know, nor one another. A bit of grass held ...
And all that is this day. . . The boy with cap slung over what had been a face. .. ...
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