Outside Fargo, North Dakota (James Wright Poems)
Along the sprawled body of the derailed Great Northern freight car, I strike a match slowly and lift it slowly. ...
Along the sprawled body of the derailed Great Northern freight car, I strike a match slowly and lift it slowly. ...
Deep into spring, winter is hanging on. Bitter and skillful in his hopelessness, he stays alive in every shady place, ...
Nightfall, that saw the morning-glories float Tendril and string against the crumbling wall, Nurses him now, his skeleton for grief, ...
Still, I would leap too Into the light, If I had the chance. It is everything, the wet green stalk ...
for J.L.D. Why should we do this? What good is it to us? Above all, how can we do such ...
I will grieve alone, As I strolled alone, years ago, down along The Ohio shore. I hid in the hobo ...
I was only a young man In those days. On that evening The cold was so God damned Bitter there ...
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