“Language is the element of definition, the defining and descriptive incantation. It puts the coin between our teeth. It whistles the boat up. It shows us the city of light across the water. Without language there is no poetry, without… — Charles Wright Copy Share Image
It's linkage I'm talking about, and harmonies and structures, And all the various things that lock our wrists to the past. — Charles Wright Copy Share Image
What makes us leave what we love best? What is it inside us that keeps erasing itself When we need it most, That sends… — Charles Wright Copy Share Image
“At dawn, in the great meadow, a solitude As easy as white paint comes down from the mountains To daydream, bending the grass. I… — Charles Wright Copy Share Image
“Clear night, thumb-top of a moon, a back-lit sky. Moon-fingers lay down their same routine On the side deck and the threshold, the white… — Charles Wright Copy Share Image
Some people have everything Other people don't But everything don't mean a thing If it ain't the thing you want — Charles Wright Copy Share Image
“Ars Poetica II" I find, after all these years, I am a believer— I believe what the thunder and lightning have to say; I… — Charles Wright Copy Share Image
It may not be written in any book, but it is written - You can't go back, you can't repeat the unrepeatable. — Charles Wright Copy Share Image
