Brian Patten

(7 February 1946 / Liverpool / England)

Simple Lyric - Poem by Brian Patten

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 me,
It’s a wonder I’m not gone mad.

She is away and I cannot do what I want.
Other faces pale when I get close.
She is away and I cannot breathe her in.

The space her leaving has created
I have attempted to fill
With bodies that numbed upon touching,
Among them I expected her opposite,
And found only forgeries.

Her wholeness I know to be a fiction of my making,
Still I cannot dismiss the longing for her;
It is a craving for sensation new flesh
Cannot wholly calm or cancel,
It is perhaps for more than her.

At night above the parks the stars are swarming.
The streets are thick with nostalgia;
I move through senseless routine and insensitive chatter
As if her going did not matter.
She is away and I cannot breathe her in.
I am ill simply through wanting her.


Comments about Simple Lyric by Brian Patten

  • Bernard F. Asuncion (11/17/2016 5:35:00 PM)


    What a lovely poem... Nice! ! !
    Thanks for sharing....
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  • (11/17/2016 3:09:00 PM)


    ''Her wholeness I know to be a fiction of my making, ''.- it's about the spiritual part of this woman that should exist inside him. This part is a fiction. ''She is away and I cannot breathe her in.'' Moreover, he really needs to create the ideal woman inside him. For this purpose, he needs the opposite.''Among them I expected her opposite, /
    And found only forgeries.'' But maybe this woman can make him feel complete.''It is perhaps for more than her.'' He uses the word 'perhaps'.- wonderful poem- voted 10
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  • Mohammed Asim Nehal (11/17/2016 11:31:00 AM)

    Passionate poem
    A crafty poem on love and passion, i liked it.
    At night above the parks the stars are swarming.
    The streets are thick with nostalgia;
    I move through senseless routine and insensitive chatter
    As if her going did not matter.
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  • (11/17/2016 8:20:00 AM)


    Love and its fever is intense here. Very passionate expressions. Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

  • Rajnish Manga (11/17/2016 7:57:00 AM)


    Her jubilance that filled me,
    It’s a wonder I’m not gone mad.
    I am ill simply through wanting her.... / Lovely expression of feelings of a lover towards his lady love. Beautifully crafted poem. Thanks for sharing.
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  • Indira Renganathan (11/17/2016 4:06:00 AM)


    A pure love poem out from a true heart- 10 (Report) Reply

  • Edward Kofi Louis (11/17/2016 1:26:00 AM)

    Her laughter!
    Her wholeness. Thanks for sharing this poem with us. (Report) Reply

  • (1/22/2011 8:06:00 AM)


    This piece is so very lovely... it reminds me of Pablo Neruda (Report) Reply

  • (1/1/2009 3:43:00 PM)


    So beautiful. You have great skill. Nice flow. (Report) Reply

  • (11/25/2006 1:07:00 PM)


    Possibly the best poem ever written about having a broken heart.
    Hugs
    Anna xxx
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  • (8/21/2005 10:56:00 AM)


    My favorite poem. Ever. (Report) Reply

  • (4/2/2005 2:30:00 PM)


    I'm hearing Yeats read this aloud so beautifully. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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