Patrick White

Rookie (September l5, l948 / Campbell River, British Columbia, Canada)

Patrick White Poems

1. Burning World, Take Me 1/5/2012
2. Fumarole 1/5/2012
3. I'M Learning To Dance With Eclipses 1/5/2012
4. The Moon A Blade Of Stillness 1/5/2012
5. No Matter How Far 1/5/2012
6. The Snow Grey Violet In The Ghostly Yellow Moonrise 1/5/2012
7. I Want To Take The Moon Out Of The Sky 1/6/2012
8. The Boy In The Fire 1/6/2012
9. Let Me Be Worthy 1/7/2012
10. One Side Of My Face 1/10/2012
11. Softly, Softly, Now 1/11/2012
12. Mad Or Enlightened 1/12/2012
13. Midnight Canto 1/12/2012
14. Musing In The Aftermath 1/13/2012
15. Crucial Delusions 1/13/2012
16. It Doesn'T Matter Who I Am Now 1/14/2012
17. If I Could Cry Again 1/14/2012
18. A Canadian Poet Since You Asked 1/20/2012
19. The Pale Months 1/20/2012
20. The Stars Will Not Devise 1/20/2012
21. Watching The Sky Turn Blue 1/21/2012
22. Come To Me In Rags Of Blue Fire 1/21/2012
23. The Last Draft 1/21/2012
24. Savage Ashtray 1/21/2012
25. The Radiant Nadirs Of The Underestimated 1/22/2012
26. One Star In The Dirty Window 1/22/2012
27. There's Nothing Cozy About Real Beauty 1/22/2012
28. January Sunset 1/22/2012
29. The Silence Has Grown So Magnanimous In The Night 1/23/2012
30. Meditations In A Snake Pit Of Dissonant Wavelengths 1/23/2012
31. Too Far From Sorrow And Tears 1/23/2012
32. Why Do You Cast Me In The Worst Light 1/23/2012
33. These Words Turn Homeward 1/24/2012
34. Old Gate Off Its Hinge 1/24/2012
35. You Lied To Me Once 1/24/2012
36. And Though It's Dark And Cold Now 1/24/2012
37. Nightbird On A Winter Branch 1/24/2012
38. And The Poems Sit There 1/25/2012
39. There, You See, I Let You Go 1/25/2012
40. Long Ago 1/26/2012
Best Poem of Patrick White

You Are Crazy

You are crazy and beautiful
and wounded and wild
and the youngest daughter
of a coven of poetic sea-witches,
and dangerous as the moon in your changes,
the fragrance of night
hovering over the blue star-honey
of your seductive hive of candles,
the skulls you drink from naked,
anointing the fire
with libations of blood and wine,
dancing to the passionate lament
of ancient serpents
unfolding their wings
like eras in the lives of stars,
constellations that have come and gone like leaves,
seasons that are only distant ...

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Burning World, Take Me

Burning world, take me, fold me in your flaming arms
and let me disappear into the unforgiving night.
Among these blind, here, in their black eggs,
eyeless birds who nest in their own ignorance,
I am the leper of light they drive out
with the stone of the moon, the wolf
with the mystic wound that will not heal until the last star
is born of the bleeding. Return me to the cold, brutal beauty
of your mineral wilderness, my bones on Venus

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