Crazy as a Loom

Monday, July 8, 2019


Here is the poem that I referenced, a couple of posts ago.

Lonesome Boy Blues
by Kenneth Patchen
Oh nobody’s a long time
Nowhere’s a big pocket
To put little
Pieces of nice things that
Have never really happened
To anyone except
Those people who were lucky enough
Not to get born
Oh lonesome’s a bad place
To get crowded into
With only
Yourself riding back and forth
A blind white horse
Along an empty road meeting
All your
Pals face to face
Nobody’s a long time


Mary said...

Thank you for posting this poem.

The Weaver of Grass said...

Hello Hilary. Thank you for your comments on Labyrinths on my post. We seem like kindred spirits - I have added you to my blog list. Best wishes.

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