We go out together into the staring town
And buy cheese and bread and little jugs with
flowered labels

Everywhere is a tent where we put on our whirling
show

A great deal has been said of the handless serpents
Which war has set loose in the gay milk of our
heads

But because you braid your hair and taste like
honey of heaven
We go together into town to buy wine and
yellow candles.

Analysis, meaning and summary of Kenneth Patchen's poem We Go Out Together In the Staring Town

1 Comment

  1. ea says:

    This is just to say

    I’m pretty sick of the tent, Ken.

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