Kenneth Patchen Reads His Love Poems
odd: label: Local Numbers
content: FW-ASCH-7RR-4967
label: General
content: CDR copy
name: label: Author
content: Patchen, Kenneth, 1911-1972
label: Performer
content: Patchen, Kenneth, 1911-1972
label: Collection Creator
content: Asch, Moses
label: Collection Creator
content: Distler, Marian, 1919-1964
label: Collection Creator
content: Folkways Records
topic: label: Topic
content: Jazz
label: Topic
content: Spoken word
label: Topic
content: Poetry
creator: label: Author
content: Patchen, Kenneth, 1911-1972
label: Performer
content: Patchen, Kenneth, 1911-1972
culture: label: Culture
content: Americans
label: Culture
content: Anglo-American
setName: label: See more items in
content: Moses and Frances Asch Collection
label: See more items in
content: Moses and Frances Asch Collection / Series 9: Audio Recordings / CD / CDR copy
physdesc: label: Extent
content: 1 Sound recording (sound-tape reel, analog, 7 in.)
dataSource: label: Archival Repository
content: Ralph Rinzler Folklife Archives and Collections
identifier: label: Identifier
content: CFCH.ASCH, Item FW-ASCH-7RR-4967
objectType: label: Type
content: Archival materials
label: Type
content: Sound recordings
scopecontent: label: Contents
content: 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.