American Literature · Classic · Collection · Contemporary · Excerpt · Fragment · Passage · Poetry

Charles Wright

I keep on thinking.
                                     If I sit here for long enough,
A line, one true line,
Will rise like some miraculous fish to the surface,
Brilliant and lithe in the late sunlight,
And offer itself into my hands.
I keep thinking that as the weeks go by,
                                                                         and the waters never change.

— Charles Wright, from “21,” Littlefoot: A Poem (Farrar, Straus, and Giroux, 2007)

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