It goes without saying that a fine short poem can have the resonance and depth of an entire novel. — James Wright Copy Share Image
“To speak in a flat voice Is all that I can do. I have gone every place Asking for you. Wondering where to turn… — James Wright Copy Share Image
“ A Blessing Just off the highway to Rochester, Minnesota, Twilight bounds softly forth on the grass. And the eyes of those two Indian… — James Wright Copy Share Image
There is this cave In the air behind my body That nobody is going to touch: A cloister, a silence Closing around a blossom… — James Wright Copy Share Image
Suddenly I realize That if I stepped out of my body I would break Into blossom. — James Wright Copy Share Image
Most of the pollution in the water already is dead animal and plant matter and building debris, ... good stagnant nursery for mosquitoes. — James Wright Copy Share Image
“And then, when noon comes, Each stranger Has no room left in the light Except for only his hands. Here are mine. They are… — James Wright Copy Share Image
“Good evening charlie, yes I know you rise, two lean grey spiders drifting through your eyes.” — james wright Copy Share Image
“In a pine tree, A few yards away from my window sill, A brilliant blue jay is springing up and down, up and down,… — James Wright Copy Share Image
I write abundantly. And then my next step is to struggle to reduce the ornament, to reduce the abundance-to prune the book, in other… — James Wright Copy Share Image
Practice good personal hygiene. Wash your hands before you eat. Be aware of good clean water and food sources. — James Wright Copy Share Image
