Poetry endures when it possesses passionate and primally sincere clarity in the service of articulating universal human concerns. — Franz Wright Clarity Copy Share Image
“Auto-Lullaby Think of a sheep knitting a sweater; think of your life getting better and better. Think of your cat asleep in… — Franz Wright Getting better Copy Share Image
“What is today’s date? Who is the President? How great a danger do you pose, on a scale of one to ten?… — Franz Wright Glass houses Copy Share Image
“So we sit there together the mountain and me, Li Po said, until only the mountain remains.” — Franz Wright Copy Share Image
“If you love, he wrote, or wish to love, do not dream. from “In Memory of the Future” — Franz Wright Dreams Copy Share Image
It's hard for me to grasp that I might somehow be my father's equal in any way. — Franz Wright Any Copy Share Image
The long silences need to be loved, perhaps more than the words which arrive to describe them in time. — Franz Wright Long Copy Share Image
“But if they were condmened to suffer this unending torment, sooner or later wouldn't they become the holy?” — Franz Wright Sooner or later Copy Share Image
This is no occupation for an adult who can look other adults in the eye, carry his own weight, and count himself… — Franz Wright Adults Copy Share Image
For about twenty years, if I managed to write ten or twelve poems in a year; I considered that a pretty successful… — Franz Wright About Copy Share Image
And the night smells like snow. Walking home for a moment you almost believe you could start again. And an intense love… — Franz Wright Believe Copy Share Image
There are people who recall my father as a saint and a monster. I'm quite sure I will share the same fate. — Franz Wright Fate Copy Share Image
When I was nine, I started reading Homer. I would get up at four o'clock in the morning, before I had to… — Franz Wright Before Copy Share Image
The humiliation I go through/when I think of my past/can only be described as grace./We are created by being destroyed. — Franz Wright Destroyed Copy Share Image
What I myself experience is indescribable gratitude in the face of God's perpetual and preemptive love, a love which is not contingent… — Franz Wright Belief Copy Share Image
“The moon’s a dead rock, but I still like the word, so black in its white space. […] what can we say… — Franz Wright Space Copy Share Image
I believe one day the distance between myself and God will / disappear. — Franz Wright Believe Copy Share Image
