Richard Brautigan

(January 30, 1935 – September 14, 1984 / Tacoma, Washington)

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  • A. Michael Sears (1/13/2006 2:08:00 PM)

    For some reason they have left off possibly my favorite Brautigan poem:

    I Cannot Answer You Tonight in Small Portions

    I cannot answer you tonight in small portions.
    Torn apart by stormy loves gate, I float
    like a phantom facedown in a well where
    the cold dark water reflects vague half-built
    stars
    and trades all our affection, touching, sleeping
    together for tribunal distance standing like
    a drowned train just beyond a pile of Eskimo
    skeletons.



    From 'The Pill v. the Springhill Mine Disaster.'

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Yes, the Fish Music

A trout-colored wind blows
through my eyes, through my fingers,
and I remember how the trout
used to hide from the dinosaurs
when they came to drink at the river.
The trout hid in subways, castles,
and automobiles. They waited patiently for the dinosaurs to go away.

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