Hugh D. Wright Poems

I journeyed through the sandy soil
After a very hard day's toil
Night fell suddenly over the Avenue
As I thought of the day's menu.
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Once a week I go to Battery Park
To recharge my life's batteries;
I watch the ripples in the water
Made by the tugboats pulling their cargo.
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Like an ivory tower; like a sacred palace,
Stood my old beloved room,
Unaltered, like the face
Of one who tended it at noon,
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