Richard Brautigan World Poems

  • 1.
    The Galilee Hitch-Hiker
    Part 1

    Baudelaire was
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  • 2.
    THE COVER FOR

    TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA

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  • 3.
    The petals of the vagina unfold
    like Christofer Columbus
    taking off his shoes.

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  • 4.
    Sometimes life is merely a matter of coffee and whatever intimacy a cup of coffee
    affords. I once read something about coffee. The thing said that coffee is good for you;
    it stimulates all the organs.
    I thought at first this was a strange way to put it, and not altogether pleasant, but
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  • 5.
    SEA, SEA RIDER


    The man who owned the bookstore was not magic. He was not a
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  • 6.
    Three crates of Private Eye Lettuce,
    the name and drawing of a detective
    with magnifying glass on the sides
    of the crates of lettuce,
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  • 7.
    WITNESS FOR TROUT FISHING

    IN AMERICA PEACE

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  • 8.
    We left Little Redfish for Lake Josephus, traveling along the good names รข?? from Stanley to Capehorn to Seafoam to the Rapid River, up Float Creek, past the Greyhound Mine and then to Lake Josephus, and a few days after that up the trail to Hell-diver Lake with the baby on my shoulders and a good limit of trout waiting in Hell-diver.

    Knowing the trout would wait there like airplane tickets for us to come, we stopped at Mushroom Springs and had a drink of cold shadowy water and some photographs taken of the baby and me sitting together on a log.

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  • 9.
    A RETURN TO THE COVER OF

    THIS BOOK

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Total 9 World Poems by Richard Brautigan

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