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
beautiful rain writing
Gee, You're so Beautiful That It's Starting to Rain Oh, Marcia, I want your long blonde beauty to be taught in high school, so kids will learn that God lives like music in the skin and sounds like a sunshine harpsicord. I want high school report cards to look like this: Playing with Gentle Glass Things A Computer Magic A Writing Letters to Those You Love A Finding out about Fish A Marcia's Long Blonde Beauty A+!
dream rain picnics
I’ll affect you slowly as if you were having a picnic in a dream. There will be no ants. It won’t rain.
rain dirt sun
The time is right to mix sentences with dirt and the sun with punctuation and rain with verbs.
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.