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Creation

Wherever the dead are there they are

Nothing more.

But you and I can

To see angels in the meadowgrass that

Like cows -And wherever we are in paradisein furnished room without bath andsix flights

Is all God!

We

To one another, loving the sound of the

Slipping up on the f’s and much is

Enough to raise the hair on our heads, like Rilke and Wilfred

Any person who loves another person,

Wherever in the world, is with us in this room -Even though there are battlefields.

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Kenneth Patchen

Kenneth Patchen (December 13, 1911 – January 8, 1972) was an American poet and novelist. He experimented with different forms of writing and inc…
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