James Arlington Wright

(13 December 1927 – 25 March 1980 / Ohio)

Outside Fargo, North Dakota - Poem by James Arlington Wright

Along the sprawled body of the derailed Great Northern freight car,
I strike a match slowly and lift it slowly.
No wind.

Beyond town, three heavy white horses
Wade all the way to their shoulders
In a silo shadow.

Suddenly the freight car lurches.
The door slams back, a man with a flashlight
Calls me good evening.
I nod as I write good evening, lonely
And sick for home.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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