James Arlington Wright

(13 December 1927 – 25 March 1980 / Ohio)

Trying To Pray - Poem by James Arlington Wright

This time, I have left my body behind me, crying
In its dark thorns.
There are good things in this world.
It is dusk.
It is the good darkness
Of women's hands that touch loaves.
The spirit of a tree begins to move.
I touch leaves.
I close my eyes and think of water.

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  • (2/22/2017 10:38:00 PM)

    Crying. Water. Baptism. Life sustaining. Amazing... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

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