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Read mostly aloud while doing other evening things around my apartment. Delicious sentences. Ideas difficult to follow but words nonetheless beautifully strung together. Wright’s articulations of memory are always worth the while, examples from these poems as collected below:
“May the past be merciful, / the landscape have pity on me— / Forgive me my words, forgive me my utterances.”
“All guilt and dull ache, / we sit in stillness and think of forgotten things.”
“How strong the heart is to entertain such loveliness. / How stringent the stars are, / spreading their welcome across the sky. / Passport stamped, the barrier lifting, how easily one is gathered.”
“Desire, at last, a remembered landscape, / and never the same hurt twice.”
“We wait between goodbye and hello, / an ounce of absence, an ounce of regret, / Standing on one foot, whistling a half-remembered tune.”
He also writes stuff like “hyphens of light,” “star-strung voices,” “feathery geography,” and “handful of sleep,” which are such lovely things.
“May the past be merciful, / the landscape have pity on me— / Forgive me my words, forgive me my utterances.”
“All guilt and dull ache, / we sit in stillness and think of forgotten things.”
“How strong the heart is to entertain such loveliness. / How stringent the stars are, / spreading their welcome across the sky. / Passport stamped, the barrier lifting, how easily one is gathered.”
“Desire, at last, a remembered landscape, / and never the same hurt twice.”
“We wait between goodbye and hello, / an ounce of absence, an ounce of regret, / Standing on one foot, whistling a half-remembered tune.”
He also writes stuff like “hyphens of light,” “star-strung voices,” “feathery geography,” and “handful of sleep,” which are such lovely things.
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