Kenneth Patchen Reads His Love Poems

She is the prettiest of creatures -- Fall of the evening star -- She had concealed him -- O my love the pretty towns -- Creation -- The character of love seen as a search -- Religion is that I love you -- 23rd street runs into heaven -- Beautiful you are -- Give you a lantern -- Little birds sit on your shoulders -- As beautiful as the hands of a winter tree -- While the sun still spends his fabulous money -- The sea is awash with roses -- As frothing wounds of roses -- For losing her love -- The snow is deer on the ground -- The great birds -- O she is as lovely-often-? -- As we are so wonderfully done with each other -- O now the drenched land wakes -- O my darling troubles heaven -- Do I not deal with angels -- We go out together -- From my high love -- A lament for the unlasting joys -- As she was thus alone -- Be music tonight.