FRIDAY POEM FROM 3quarksdaily! I think it's beautiful...makes me want to write poetry. But I'm terrible at it. It's by Kenneth Patchen.

As we are so wonderfully done with each other

We can walk into our separate sleep
on floors of music where the milkwhite cloak of childhood
lies


oh my love, my golden lark, my soft long doll
Your lips have splashed my dull house with print of flowers
My hands are crooked where they spilled over your dear
curving


It is good to be weary from that brilliant work
It is being God to feel your breathing under me


A waterglass on the bureau fills with morning.....
Don't let anyone in to wake us



by Kenneth Patchen
from Kenneth Patchen Selected Poems
New Directions Books 1957



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