Kenneth Patchen Poems
- Let Us Have Madness Let us have madness openly. O men Of my...
- The Artist's Duty So it is the duty of the artist to ...
- As We Are So Wonderfully Done ...
- When We Were Here Together when we were here together in a ...
- Fall Of The Evening Star Speak softly; sun going down Out of...
- Do The Dead Know What Time It ... The old guy put down his ...
- Creation Wherever the dead are there they are and Nothing ...
an American poet and novelist. Though he denied any direct connection, Patchen's work and ideas regarding the role of artists paralleled those of the Dadaists, the Beats, and Surrealists. Patchen's ambitious body of work also foreshadowed literary art-forms ranging from reading poetry to jazz accompaniment to his late experiments with visual poetry (which he called his "picture poems").
In 1911, Kenneth Patchen was born in Niles, Ohio. His lifelong romance with writing commenced at age twelve, when he took up keeping a diary and reading the works of famous writers. His first published work was in his high school newspaper. After working for two years with his father, ... more »
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Let Us Have Madness
Let us have madness openly.
O men Of my generation.
Let us follow
The footsteps of this slaughtered age:
See it trail across Time's dim land
Into the closed house of eternity
With the noise that dying has,
With the face that dead things wear--
nor ever say
We wanted more; we looked to find
An open door, an utter deed of love,
Transforming day's evil darkness;
but We found extended hell and fog Upon the earth,
and within the head
A rotting bog of lean huge graves.