Richard Brautigan

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

Richard Brautigan Poems

1. Part 8 Of Trout Fishing In America 1/13/2003
2. Part 9 Of Trout Fishing In America 1/13/2003
3. Part 5 Of Trout Fishing In America 1/13/2003
4. Part 4 Of Trout Fishing In America 1/13/2003
5. Part 7 Of Trout Fishing In America 1/13/2003
6. Part 6 Of Trout Fishing In America 1/13/2003
7. Part 10 Of Trout Fishing In America 1/13/2003
8. Private Eye Lettuce 1/20/2003
9. The Lake Josephus Days 1/30/2012
10. The Double-Bed Dream Gallows 4/5/2010
11. Let's Voyage Into The New American House 1/30/2012
12. Tournesol 1/30/2012
13. To England 1/1/2004
14. Poker Star 4/5/2010
15. The Shenevertakesherwatchoff Poem 1/13/2003
16. The Fever Monument 1/13/2003
17. Part 2 Of Trout Fishing In America 1/13/2003
18. A Boat 4/5/2010
19. The Pill Versus The Springhill Mine Disaster 4/5/2010
20. Milk For The Duck 1/13/2003
21. The Galilee Hitch-Hiker 4/5/2010
22. Surprise 1/13/2003
23. Part 1 Of Trout Fishing In America 1/13/2003
24. Mating Saliva 1/13/2003
25. The First Winter Snow 1/20/2003
26. Part 3 Of Trout Fishing In America 1/13/2003
27. The Wait 4/5/2010
28. San Francisco 1/13/2003
29. Man 1/13/2003
30. Nine Things 1/13/2003
31. Yes, The Fish Music 1/13/2003
32. Please 1/13/2003
33. Less Time 1/30/2012
34. The Moon Versus Us Ever Sleeping Together Again 1/13/2003
35. At The California Institute Of Technology 1/13/2003
36. Karma Repair Kit: Items 1-4 1/13/2003
37. Autobiography (Polish It Like A Piece Of Silver) 1/13/2003
38. I'Ve Never Had It Done So Gently Before 1/13/2003
39. Kafka's Hat 1/13/2003
40. We Stopped At Perfect Days 1/13/2003
Best Poem of Richard Brautigan

Love Poem

It's so nice
to wake up in the morning
all alone
and not have to tell somebody
you love them
when you don't love them
any more.

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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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