A Blessing Poem by James Arlington Wright

A Blessing

Rating: 3.8

Just off the highway to Rochester, Minnesota,
Twilight bounds softly forth on the grass.
And the eyes of those two Indian ponies
Darken with kindness.
They have come gladly out of the willows
To welcome my friend and me.
We step over the barbed wire into the pasture
Where they have been grazing all day, alone.
They ripple tensely, they can hardly contain their happiness
That we have come.
They bow shyly as wet swans. They love each other.
There is no loneliness like theirs.
At home once more, they begin munching the young tufts of spring in the darkness.
I would like to hold the slenderer one in my arms,
For she has walked over to me
And nuzzled my left hand.
She is black and white,
Her mane falls wild on her forehead,
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 stepped out of my body I would break
Into blossom.

Joel Samkins 30 October 2009

This guy is super gay

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John Rogers 07 September 2010

Nearly 40 years ago, I was privileged to hear Mr. Wright read this poem at a poetry 'festival' in Evanston, Illinois, that was also attended by James Tate and Andrienne Rich. While there were many fine readings that evening, I have no doubt everyone in attendance remembers the special, magical silence that followed these verses. Breathtaking beauty. Lifechanging words.

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Sarah Kester 27 May 2009

This is my very favorite poem in all the world. It is so beautiful and about pure, perfect love. James Wright wrote it for Anne Sexton. I just love it!

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Peter Stavropoulos 04 August 2007

A rich poem. Enriching everyone it touches. Truly a blessing.

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laela private 04 January 2009

How absolutely beautiful your writing is. It makes me imagine in my mind that I am right there, hearing it, smelling it and seeing it. I hope that one day I would be able to bring enjoyment to someone by my writings. wonderful work

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Sylvia Frances Chan 11 June 2024

FINAL COMMENT: So much love in this poem. Beautiful. Loveliest! TOP Marks 5 Stars

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Sylvia Frances Chan 11 June 2024

THREE: The breeze urges the speaker to touch the pony's ear, evoking memories of touching a woman's wrist. This connection allows the speaker to open their mind FOUR: and realize the potential for growth and understanding beyond their physical self, a blossoming of consciousness

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Sylvia Frances Chan 11 June 2024

TWO: and insights into one's own existence. In this beautiful short poem, the speaker describes an interaction with an Indian pony, where stepping into the horses' pasture leads to a moving experience.

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Sylvia Frances Chan 11 June 2024

ONE: It is the profound connection and serenity found in moments of close interaction with nature. The poem explores how such encounters can evoke deep emotional responses

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Bharati Nayak 13 December 2022

There are some deeper moments when soul wants to hop out of the body and touch the beauty.A surreal feeling that has been expressed in the last line

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