James Arlington Wright
James Arlington Wright was an American poet.
Wright first emerged on the literary scene in 1956 with The Green Wall, a collection of formalist verse that was awarded the prestigious Yale Younger Poets Prize. But by the early 1960s, Wright, increasingly influenced by the Spanish language surrealists, had dropped fixed meters. His transformation achieved its maximum expression with the publication of the seminal The Branch Will Not Break (1963), which positioned Wright as curious counterpoint to the Beats and New York schools, which predominated on the American coasts.
This transformation had not come by accident, as Wright had been working for years with his friend ... more »
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- A Blessing
- Lying in a Hammock at William Duffy's Fa...
- Autumn Begins in Martins Ferry, Ohio
- Depressed by a Book of Bad Poetry, I Wal...
- Saint Judas
- May Morning
- Having Lost My Sons, I Confront the Wrec...
- Fear Is What Quickens Me
- Goodbye to the Poetry of Calcium
- In Response to a Rumor That the Oldest W...
- As I Step Over A Puddle At The End Of Wi...
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Her mane falls wild on her forehead,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. (...
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 ste...
''All the proud fathers are ashamed to go home.James Wright (1927-1980), U.S. poet. Autumn Begins in Martins Ferry, Ohio (l. 6-8). . . Norton Anthology of Modern Poetry, The. Richard Ellmann an...
Their women cluck like starved pullets,
Dying for love.''
''And nobody would commit suicide, onlyJames 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). . . ...
To find beyond death
''I lean back, as the evening darkens and comes on.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 Ameri...
A chicken hawk floats over, looking for home.
I have wasted my life.''
Whatever it was I lost, whatever I wept forJames Wright (1927-1980), U.S. poet. Milkweed (l. 7-12). . . New Oxford Book of American Verse, The. Richard Ellmann, ed. (1976) Oxford University...
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 delicat...
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