O My Love the Pretty Towns, by Kenneth Patchen

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O My Love the Pretty Towns


O my love
The pretty towns
All the blue tents of our nights together
And the lilies and the birds glad in our joy
The road through the forest
Where the surly wolf lived
And the snow at the top of the mountain
And the little
Rain falling on the roofs of the village
O my love my dear lady
The world is not very big
There is only room for our wonder
And the light leaning winds of heaven
Are not more sweet or pure
Than your mouth on my throat
O my love there are larks in our morning
And the finding flame of your hands
And the moss on the bank of the river
And the butterflies
And the whirling-mad

“O My Love the Pretty Towns” by Kenneth Patchen from Collected Poems. © New Directions, 1967.


Read by Garrison Keillor:

~ by lolarusa on June 24, 2016.

3 Responses to “O My Love the Pretty Towns, by Kenneth Patchen”

  1. A century ago I was pretty taken with In Search of Candlelighters. I will have to find it again to see what Older Me thinks. This was nice, thanks.

  2. This is my first Kenneth Patchen. I shall seek out his candlelighters. Thanks for the tip.

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