The Wife's Lament: Grief and longing
Virginia Woolf: ...when the lights of health go down

Kenneth Patchen: Hands that shall reach icily into their warm beds


Rifle goes up
does what a rifle does.

Star is very beautiful:
doing what a star does.

Tell them, O Sleeper, that some
were slain at the start of the slaughter

Tell them, O Sleeper, that sleet and rain
are falling on those poor riderless heads

Tell them, O Sleeper, that pitiful hands float on the water...
hands that shall reach icily into their warm beds.

     --Kenneth Patchen (1911-1972), Selected Poems (1936), "The Soldier and the Star."


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