Richard Brautigan
Richard Brautigan
Richard Gary Brautiganwas an American novelist, poet, and short story writer. His work often employs black comedy, parody, and satire. He is best known for his 1967 novel Trout Fishing in America...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth30 January 1935
CountryUnited States of America
suicide night light
Night was coming on in, borrowing the light. It had started out borrowing just a few cents worth of the light, but now it was borrowing thousands of dollars worth of the light every second. The light would soon be gone, the bank closed, the tellers unemployed, the bank president a suicide.
white america light
the Coleman lantern is the symbol of the camping craze that is currently sweeping America, with its unholy white light burning in the forests of America.
tired night light
I had a good-talking candle last night in my bedroom. I was very tired but I wanted somebody to be with me, so I lit a candle and listened to its comfortable voice of light until I was asleep.
alone trout until
After that first trout I was alone in there. But I didn'tknow it until later.
men sunflower fables
There are not too many fables about man's misuse of sunflower seeds.
reality able aids
He created his own Kool Aid reality and was able to illuminate himself by it.
beach halloween night
I saw thousands of pumpkins last night come floating in on the tide, bumping up against the rocks and rolling up on the beaches; it must be Halloween in the sea
bees used stomach
The bees in my stomach are dead and getting used to it.
sides sunny sunny-side
Her sunny side was always up.
space forever spinning
Boo, Forever Spinning like a ghost on the bottom of a top, I'm haunted by all the space that I will live without you.
morning nice wake-up
Love Poem ـــــــــ It's so nice to wake up in the morning all alone and not have to tell somebody you love them when you don't love them any more.
dream sight doors
Hinged to forgetfulness like a door, she slowly closed out of sight, and she was the woman I loved, but too many times she slept like a mechanical deer in my caresses, and I ached in the metal silence of her dreams.
numbers way needs
"I count a lot of things that there's no need to count," Cameron said. "Just because that's the way I am. But I count all the things that need to be counted."
trying locks have-faith
It's pretty hard to have faith when everybody is trying to lock you up.