Brian Patten›Poezii
(0 texte)Brian Patten was born in 1946 in Liverpool, and grew up in the docklands. He left school at fifteen, becoming a junior reporter on The Bootle Times, Biografia completă →
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A blade of grass
You ask for a poem. I offer you a blade of grass. You say it is not good enough. You ask for a poem. I say this blade of grass will do. It has
Simple lyric
When I think of her sparkling face And of her body that rocked this way and that, When I think of her laughter, Her jubilance that filled
And nothing is ever as you want it to be
You lose your love for her and then It is her who is lost, And then it is both who are lost, And nothing is ever as perfect as you want it to
The Poor Fools
You ask why poets speak so often In the language of goodbyes. It’s because beginnings take them by surprise. Love comes and hammers them, And