Patrick White

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

Patrick White Poems

801. Moment To Moment, Is This My Afterbirth Or Afterlife 10/7/2013
802. Grey Inside And Out. October Rain 10/8/2013
803. Been Lied To So Long The Truth Sticks Out Like A Sore Thumb 4/9/2013
804. I Had To Walk Beside A Lot Of Rivers 10/9/2013
805. Whenever I Remember You 10/11/2013
806. Beautiful Day. Free Of The World. Cloudless 10/11/2013
807. When There Was Wine In The Gourd, Not Vinaigrette 10/14/2013
808. The Relentless Indifference Of The World 10/15/2013
809. And I Wonder And I Wonder And I Wonder 10/16/2013
810. I Could Have Been What You Wanted Me To Be 10/18/2013
811. The Rain Makes The Night Look Blacker 10/18/2013
812. It's Greying Over, But It's Still A Free Day 10/19/2013
813. Now That I'Ve Got My Little Sandcastle Of An Apartment 10/19/2013
814. The Blue Potential Of A Grey, Grey Day 10/20/2013
815. Pine Groves On The Battered Hill 10/21/2013
816. If I Were To Say My Heart And Mind As I Would 10/21/2013
817. Witching For Water In Hell Is Like 10/22/2013
818. Brutal, Cold, Normal Life 10/22/2013
819. More And More I Realize I'Ve Never Been 10/23/2013
820. Don'T Want To Think About The World For Awhile 10/17/2013
821. I Could Say Nothing 8/18/2013
822. I Can See The Love And The Loss In Your Green, Green Eyes Again 8/18/2013
823. I Don'T Squander My Time Seeking Out Design Flaws In Chaos 8/19/2013
824. Yes, To Give It All, To Ennoble The Calling 8/19/2013
825. Flies Slowing Down On The Windows 9/23/2013
826. Not Less Than The Sum Of All My Yesterdays 9/24/2013
827. Unworthy Sons And Daughters Of The Stars 9/25/2013
828. Banging Bins And Hammers Unbending Nails 9/25/2013
829. I Approach The Anger Of My Inner Child 9/26/2013
830. Lucid Blue Hour Of Leaves On The River 10/13/2013
831. Like A Child That's Burnt Its Hand 10/26/2013
832. Took It To Extremes 10/27/2013
833. Greed. Politics. Corruption Beyond Surrealistic Conception 10/27/2013
834. Relatively Painless Day 10/28/2013
835. The Beautiful Artifice Destroyed 10/12/2013
836. I Look For A Star Through The Window 10/31/2013
837. Everything Shines Even A Wet Cigarette Butt On The Sidewalk 11/1/2013
838. Like The Headstone Of The Mountain Down Into The Grave Of The Valley 11/3/2013
839. Sweet September Fields Sweep Me Away 9/28/2013
840. Soft Liberation 9/30/2013
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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No Matter How Far

No matter how far into the past the star travels,
plunging its white fingers into the expanding womb of the past
to pull its own damp head out of convulsive space,
it will never find a beginning, the widening cleft between two thoughts
opening like a mouth full of silence, a sluice gate of thick water,
a dark prelude, the first letter alpha breaking like an eye
out of the eclipsed envelope into a splendour of light
to hang its jewel, its dropp of flammable water
from the i

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