Wednesday, June 27, 2007

These Days

Charles Wright is one of America's finest and my favorite poets. Here's an excerpt from a poem entitled Body and Soul II:

These days, I look at things, not through them,
And sit down low, as far away from the sky as I can get.
The reef of the weeping cherry flourishes coral,
The neighbor's back porch light bulbs glow like anemones.
Squid-eyed Venus floats forth overhead.
This is the half hour, half-light, half-dark,
when everything starts to shine out,
And aphorisms skulk in the trees,
Their wings folded, their heads bowed.

You can find a brilliant excerpt from a more recent, book-length poem, Littlefoot at Poetry Daily, and another here.

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Anonymous almhml said...

Thank you very much

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