Monthly Archives: November 2015

Nor The Sun Its Selling Power – Brian Patten

They say her words were like balloons  with strings I could not hold,  that her love was something in a shop  cheap and far too quickly sold;  but the tree does not price its apples  nor the sun its selling … Continue reading

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So Many Different Lengths Of Time – Brian Patten

How long does a man live after all?  A thousand days or only one?  One week or a few centuries?  How long does a man spend living or dying  and what do we mean when we say gone forever?  Adrift … Continue reading

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The Innocence Of Any Flesh Sleeping – Brian Patten 

Sleeping beside you I dreamt  I woke beside you;  Waking beside you  I thought I was dreaming.  Have you ever slept beside an ocean?  Well yes,  It is like this.  The whole motion of landscapes, of oceans  Is within her.  … Continue reading

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Minister For Exams – Brian Patten

When I was a child I sat an exam.  This test was so simple  There was no way i could fail.  Q1. Describe the taste of the Moon.  It tastes like Creation I wrote,  it has the flavour of starlight.  … Continue reading

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The Right Mask – Brian Patten

One night a poem came up to a poet  From now on, it said, you must wear a mask.  What kind of mask? asked the poet.  A rose mask, said the poem.  I’ve used it already, said the poet,  I’ve … Continue reading

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Party Piece – Brian Patten

He said:  ‘Let’s stay here  Now this place has emptied  And make gentle pornography with one another,  While the partygoers go out  And the dawn creeps in,  Like a stranger.  Let us not hesitate  Over what we know  Or over … Continue reading

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Sometimes It Happens – Brian Patten

And sometimes it happens that you are friends and then  You are not friends,  And friendship has passed.  And whole days are lost and among them  A fountain empties itself.  And sometimes it happens that you are loved and then  … Continue reading

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