James Wright, 1927—1980
On one long road from here
I spent the time with some of those
you have heard of, who gave up our town.
They introduced me to much more of the sky I had missed, and to the only cow of the farm.
By some enchanted circumstance [...]
Who thought your life would come to this?
Singing along with The Greatest Hits to a few
gladioli in a furnished room, Elvis in the suburbs.
What you were sure was a knock at the door
was only the radiator having spasms as the heat
kicked on. And you [...]
GROWN FROM THE LAWN
Maybe what I wanted was all wrong.
I hate to speak against what I know
has gone on for thousands of years
in the human animal kingdom.
I hate to speak against
a grim tradition, names and slogans
chiseled into rows of stones.
I hat [...]
I got down on my knees with the little
weeds and whispered to them. I counseled
flowers, saying hey you stand up straight.
I hypnotized a crepe snake. That's what
I did for so many dollars an hour, building
a common garden of construction paper,