Brian Patten Poems
- And Nothing Is Ever As You Wan...
- Simple Lyric When I think of her sparkling face And of her ...
- The Day I Got My Finger Stuck ...
- Sometimes It Happens And sometimes it happens that you are ...
- When You Wake Tomorrow I will give you a poem when you wake ...
- Minister For Exams When I was a child I sat an exam. This ...
- Gust Becos I Cud Not Spel Gust becos I cud not spel It did ...
Born near Liverpool's docks, he attended Sefton Park School in the Smithdown Road area of Liverpool, where he was noted for his essays and greatly encouraged in his work by Harry Sutcliffe his form teacher. He left school at fifteen and began work for The Bootle Times writing a column on popular music. One of his first articles was on Roger McGough and Adrian Henri, two pop-oriented Liverpool Poets who later joined Patten in a best-selling poetry anthology called The Mersey Sound, drawing popular attention to his own contemporary collections Little Johnny's Confession (1967) and Notes to the Hurrying Man (1969). Patten received early encouragement from Philip Larkin.
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''When in public poetry should take off its clothes and wave to the nearest person in sight; it should be seen in the company of thieves and lovers rather than that of journalists and publishers.''Brian Patten (b. 1946), British poet. "Prosepoem Towards a Definition of Itself."
And Nothing Is Ever As You Want It To Be
You lose your love for her and then
It is her who is lost,
And then it is both who are lost,
And nothing is ever as perfect as you want it to be.
In a very ordinary world
A most extraordinary pain mingles with the small routines,
The loss seems huge and yet
Nothing can be pinned down or fully explained.
You are afraid.
If you found the perfect love
It would scald your hands,
Rip the skin from your nerves,
Cause havoc with a computered heart.
You lose your love for her and then it is her who is lost.
You tried not to hurt and ...