James Arlington Wright

(13 December 1927 – 25 March 1980 / Ohio)

The Jewel

Poem by James Arlington Wright

There is this cave
In the air behind my body
That nobody is going to touch:
A cloister, a silence
Closing around a blossom of fire.
When I stand upright in the wind,
My bones turn to dark emeralds.

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  • Dark Art (10/26/2005 3:55:00 PM)

    One of the most mysterious poems ever. I love it.(Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003