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+!
the beauty in every sight, every step, every breathing..........beautiful loving poem penned
to Dawn Fuzan below: Dawn, He can't keep it up anymore. He died in nineteen eighty-four.
This is the second incomplete poem of Richard Brautigan that I've come across on poemhunter. Weird. Anyway, I love this one! : D
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This isn't the whole poem. The whole poem is: 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+!
Thank you Caro!