Poems by This Author

Littlefoot, 19, [This is the bird hour] by Charles Wright
This is the bird hour, peony blossoms falling bigger than wren hearts
After Reading Tu Fu, I Go Outside to the Dwarf Orchard by Charles Wright
East of me, west of me, full summer.
Body and Soul by Charles Wright
The world's body is not our body
Body and Soul II by Charles Wright
The structure of landscape is infinitesimal,
Early Saturday Afternoon, Early Evening by Charles Wright
Last Supper by Charles Wright
I seem to have come to the end of something, but donít know what
Little Ending by Charles Wright
Bowls will receive us
Relics by Charles Wright
After a time, Hoss, it makes such little difference what anyone writes
Road Warriors by Charles Wright
My traveling clothes light up the noon
Sentences II by Charles Wright
Last chapter, last verse
When You're Lost in Juarez in the Rain and It's Easter Time Too by Charles Wright
Words and the Diminution of All Things by Charles Wright
The brief secrets are still here,


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