I write the lips of the moon upon her shoulders. In a
temple of silvery farawayness I guard her to rest.
For her bed I write a stillness over all the swans of the
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I also love the collaborations that Patchen did with himself producing artwork/visual poems.
A poet of unusual originality and strength. A voice like no other. Most important, a man from among all of us. A lover of mankind who is also deeply rooted in labor.