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Her mane falls wild on her forehead, And the light breeze moves me to caress her long ear That is delicate as the skin over a girl's wrist. Suddenly I realize That if I stepped out of my body I would break Into blossom. (James Wright (1927-1980), U.S. poet. A Blessing (l. 19-24). . . Norton Anthology of Modern Poetry, The. Richard Ellmann and Robert O'Clair, eds. (2d ed., 1988) W. W. Norton & Company.)
Come down. Come down. Why dost Thou hide thy face? (James Wright (1927-1980), U.S. poet. Speak (l. 39-40). . . Western Wind; an Introduction to Poetry. John Frederick Nims, ed. (2d ed., 1983) Random House.)
I have gone forward with Some, a few lonely some. They have fallen to death. I die with them. (James Wright (1927-1980), U.S. poet. Speak (l. 33-36). . . Western Wind; an Introduction to Poetry. John Frederick Nims, ed. (2d ed., 1983) Random House.)
To speak in a flat voice Is all that I can do. (James Wright (1927-1980), U.S. poet. Speak (l. 1-2). . . Western Wind; an Introduction to Poetry. John Frederick Nims, ed. (2d ed., 1983) Random House.)
All the proud fathers are ashamed to go home. Their women cluck like starved pullets, Dying for love. (James Wright (1927-1980), U.S. poet. Autumn Begins in Martins Ferry, Ohio (l. 6-8). . . Norton Anthology of Modern Poetry, The. Richard Ellmann and Robert O'Clair, eds. (2d ed., 1988) W. W. Norton & Company.)
And nobody would commit suicide, only To find beyond death Bridgeport, Ohio. (James Wright (1927-1980), U.S. poet. In Response to a Rumor That the Oldest Whorehouse in Wheeling, West Virginia, Has Been Condemned (l. 22-24). . . Norton Anthology of Modern Poetry, The. Richard Ellmann and Robert O'Clair, eds. (2d ed., 1988) W. W. Norton & Company.)
I lean back, as the evening darkens and comes on. A chicken hawk floats over, looking for home. I have wasted my life. (James Wright (1927-1980), U.S. poet. Lying on a Hammock at William Duffy's Farm in Pine Island, Minnesota (l. 11-13). . . New Oxford Book of American Verse, The. Richard Ellmann, ed. (1976) Oxford University Press.)
Whatever it was I lost, whatever I wept for Was a wild, gentle thing, the small dark eyes Loving me in secret. It is here. At a touch of my hand, The air fills with delicate creatures From the other world. (James Wright (1927-1980), U.S. poet. Milkweed (l. 7-12). . . New Oxford Book of American Verse, The. Richard Ellmann, ed. (1976) Oxford University Press.)
