Poetry, just because it is poetry, doesn't mean it is some kind of magic spell. — Franz Wright Because Copy Share Image
Its hard for me to grasp that I might somehow be my fathers equal in any way. — Franz Wright Equal 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
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
“The moon’s a dead rock, but I still like the word, so black in its white space. […] what can we say… — Franz Wright Moon Copy Share Image
“P.S." I close my eyes and see a seagull in the desert, high, against unbearably blue sky. There is hope in the… — Franz Wright Blue sky Copy Share Image