posts tagged "Franz Wright"
"My future life
Is your face when you sleep”
-Franz Wright, “From René Char"
“Then the moon will rise
like the word reconciliation,
like Walt Whitman examining the tear on a dead face.”
-Franz Wright, “Wheeling Motel”
"And the night smells like snow.
Walking home for a moment
you almost believe you could start again.
And an intense love rushes to your heart,
and hope. It’s unendurable, unendurable.”
-Franz Wright, from “Night Walk"
"And every day I’ll try
to do one thing I like,
in memory of being happy.”
-Franz Wright, from “Father Roger Goes for a Walk"
"By no longer being
you’ve made it easier for me to leave the world.”
-Franz Wright, from “Poem in Three Parts"
"The long silences need to be loved, perhaps
more than the words
to describe them
-Franz Wright, from “Home Remedy"
"I’m never going to get this right.
And I can’t go on forming
and tasting your name
or biting down in blinding pain
from now on I have entered
and live in our unspoken words.
And the space I took up in the world scarlessly closes like water.”
-Franz Wright, from “Midnight Postscript"
"…the first minute of death is so long, like the first minute of consciousness there in the infinite darkness of somebody weeping, you never arrive, never reach shore, never mind with what clarity you seem to hear with your lips distant roar of surf breaking.”
-Franz Wright, “Circle,” Poetry Magazine, January 2011"
me. Do you
In the night’s windowless darkness
when I am lying cold and numb
and no one’s fiddling with the lock, or
shining flashlights in my eyes,
although I never write, secretly
I long to die with you”
-Franz Wright, from “Dedication"
"Ceaseless blue lightning, this
love passing through me:
I know somehow it will go on
reaching you, reaching you
when I’m not in the way;
when it is no longer deflected
by all the dark bents, all
I tried to overcome but I could not—
so much light pulled off course
as it passed within reach, so much
lost, lost in me,
but no more.”
-Franz Wright, from “Our Conversation"