Potential Titles: Charles Wright

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No darkness steps out of the woods - Charles Wright "Across the Creek Is the Other Side of the River"

Into the glistening mittens of the same clouds - Charles Wright "Ancient of Days"

Pulled by invisible strings toward light - Charles Wright "Anniversary II"

Everything is scarce up here but distance - Charles Wright "Another Night in the Purcells"

Bell jar over our ills and endless infirmities - Charles Wright "April Evening"

Where we know the light will never reach us - Charles Wright "April Evening"

The same odd taste of bitterness and terror - Charles Wright "Basin Creek Lullaby"

The air remains timeless over the ridge - Charles Wright "Basin Creek Sundown"

The whisper of dusk in the drowsy ear - Charles Wright "Basin Creek Sundown"

No footbridge or boat over Lethe - Charles Wright "Bees Are the Terrace Builders of the Stars"

To walk hard in the bright places - Charles Wright "Bitter Herbs to Eat, and Dipped in Honey"

The germs of stars infect us - Charles Wright "Cake Walk"

Pond stocked with clouds - Charles Wright "Celestial Waters"

The world reflected and windless - Charles Wright "Celestial Waters"

Osiris has shown us the way to cross - Charles Wright "Celestial Waters"

Over the broken promises of the day - Charles Wright "The Childhood of St. Thomas"

Who lead them beside the dry waters - Charles Wright "The Children of the Plain"

Their blood full of ashes - Charles Wright "The Children of the Plain"

Tiny monuments in the ever-erasing sands - Charles Wright "The Children of the Plain"

To live in the come-and-go of things - Charles Wright "Chinoiserie II"

Only the blackbirds know my thoughts - Charles Wright "Chinoiserie III"

Clarity of occurrence returning to hold us close - Charles Wright "Chinoiserie IV"

The doors to the mountain remain shut - Charles Wright "Chinoiserie V"

Four or five mountains gone rust in twilight - Charles Wright "Chinoiserie VI"

A clear path beyond the dust - Charles Wright "Chinoiserie VI"

Fir shadows needling out of the woods - Charles Wright "Consolation and the Order of the World"

Night with its full syringe - Charles Wright "Consolation and the Order of the World"

Most everything else is up for grabs - Charles Wright "Crystal Declension"

A virtual world unfit for the virtuous - Charles Wright "Description's the Art of Something or Other"

Give us their incandescent fingerbones - Charles Wright "Detour"

Give us our unrequited, forsaken nights - Charles Wright "Detour"

The crystal body of wind - Charles Wright "Double Salt"

A river flooding the underweave - Charles Wright "Double Salt"

Virgo halfway across the heavens - Charles Wright "Double Salt"

No matter how loud the grasshopper sings - Charles Wright "Double Salt"

Either way we're stuck in the middle - Charles Wright "Drift Away"

Back in the sullen nowhere of everything - Charles Wright "Drift Away"

We live beyond the metaphysician's fingertips - Charles Wright "Dude"

The heart of the world lies open - Charles Wright "The Evening Is Tranquil, and Dawn Is a Thousand Miles Away"

Leached and ticking with sunlight - Charles Wright "The Evening Is Tranquil, and Dawn Is a Thousand Miles Away"

Strangers in the lush province of joy - Charles Wright "Flannery's Angel"

Your country which lies beyond the thunder - Charles Wright "Flannery's Angel"

That rattles the skirts of paradise - Charles Wright "Fortune Cookie"

So snug on their blistering thrones - Charles Wright "Fortune Cookie"

Their crowns in a straight blaze to nowhere - Charles Wright "Fortune Cookie"

Programmed for rot and ruin - Charles Wright "Fortune Cookie"

On the stones of the imagination - Charles Wright "Four Dog Night"

The hour of disappearing things - Charles Wright "Four Dog Night"

My tentative statement under the threatening sky - Charles Wright "Four Dog Night"

All things in the end are bittersweet - Charles Wright "Future Tense"

A little way station just beyond silence - Charles Wright "Future Tense"

In their slow drift toward received form - Charles Wright "The Gospel According to Somebody Else"

Only memories are my company and my grace - Charles Wright "Grace II"

The aspirations of youth burn down to char - Charles Wright "Grace II"

The sunset pulling the full moon up - Charles Wright "Grace II"

Cyclotron eyes focusing on the deep - Charles Wright "The Great Blue Heron and the Tree of Night"

The deep, slow currents of evening - Charles Wright "The Great Blue Heron and the Tree of Night"

The eel's world is not your world - Charles Wright "Heaven's Eel"

What darkness snips at our hearts - Charles Wright "History Is a Burning Chariot"

A self-destructiveness no memory can repeal - Charles Wright "Homage to Samuel Beckett"

The sunlight continues its dying fall - Charles Wright "Homage to Samuel Beckett"

Of all the arts the least appreciated - Charles Wright "Homage to What's-His-Name"

From landscape to unsuppressed conjunction - Charles Wright "Homage to What's-His-Name"

And stop at the one with the golden script - Charles Wright "I Shall Be Released"

The crack between this world and the other - Charles Wright "I'm Going to Take a Trip in that Old Gospel Ship"

The clouds, as they always do, present us the option - Charles Wright "I'm Going to Take a Trip in that Old Gospel Ship"

Mapping his way through sun-strikes - Charles Wright "In Memory of the Natural World"

And one slips into wanting nothing more - Charles Wright "In Praise of What Is Missing"

Bystanders back from the river of light - Charles Wright "I've Been Sitting Here Thinking Back Over My Life..."

Downwind through the winter weeds - Charles Wright "I've Been Sitting Here Thinking Back Over My Life..."

Where nothing is visible but light - Charles Wright "L'amor che move il sole e l'altre stelle"

There are no words between my fingers - Charles Wright "The Last Word"

Come out from the weight of the unbearable - Charles Wright "The Last Word"

A wide membrane holding eternity back - Charles Wright "Life Lines"

Beyond the boundaries of light and dark - Charles Wright "Like the New Moon, My Mother Drifts Through the Night Sky"

To reset eternity's clock to the far side of midnight - Charles Wright "Little Elegy for an Old Friend"

At the great fork on the untouchable road - Charles Wright "Little Ending"

Unburdened by any supplication - Charles Wright "Little Ending"

Their strings over the desert sands - Charles Wright "Long Ago and Far Away"

Grant us shadows and their cohorts - Charles Wright "Lullaby"

An untuned harmonium that Muzaks our nights and days - Charles Wright "Music for Midsummer's Eve"

Two wounds in my upper arm and in my heart - Charles Wright "My Old Clinch Mountain Home"

Better to be the last chronicler of twilight - Charles Wright "My Old Clinch Mountain Home"

Melting objects, disappearing sounds - Charles Wright "My Old Clinch Mountain Home"

For we have lived in the wind - Charles Wright "My Old Clinch Mountain Home"

In the faint glare of the new moon - Charles Wright "Natura Morta"

The blank page of the sundown sky - Charles Wright "Next"

Who wouldn't embrace such an absence - Charles Wright "Next"

And whose narrative goes nowhere - Charles Wright "Next"

In the Kingdom of the Hollow-at-Heart - Charles Wright "No Angel"

In the land of the unutterable - Charles Wright "No Angel"

You've got to find Eurydice on your own - Charles Wright "No Direction Home"

The small crack between here and everywhere else - Charles Wright "No Direction Home"

A country we have no passport for - Charles Wright "No Entry"

Cut out by water into oblivion - Charles Wright "No Entry"

The stars will lean down and stare from their faceless spaces - Charles Wright "Nothing Is Written"

The past becomes such a mirror - Charles Wright "On the Night of the First Snow, Thinking About Tennessee"

Unlike despair, happiness knows no final answer - Charles Wright "Only the I-Ching Hexagrams Are Lacking"

Their bones crack in the west wind - Charles Wright "Our Days Are Political, but Birds Are Something Else"

And their mirrored pieces of heaven - Charles Wright "Our Days Are Political, but Birds Are Something Else"

How the light splays after the storm - Charles Wright "Outscape"

The clouds still piled like Armageddon - Charles Wright "Outscape"

A ricochet from a sea surge - Charles Wright "Outscape"

The mountains of the past berate me - Charles Wright "Remember Me When the Candlelight Is Gleaming"

Featherless birds in the ruined trees - Charles Wright "Remembering Bergamo Alto"

Little puddles of sunlight collect in low places - Charles Wright "Return of the Prodigal"

Seven yards short of immortality - Charles Wright "Road Warriors"

Our lives have been one constant mistake - Charles Wright "Road Warriors"

The threshing floor of the past - Charles Wright "Sentences II"

The landscape puts on it's black mask - Charles Wright "Sentences II"

Tell them that light is never a metaphor - Charles Wright "Shadow and Smoke"

Tell them the shadows are already gone - Charles Wright "Shadow and Smoke"

We haven't heard from the void lately - Charles Wright "The Song from the Other Side of the World"

With the light knifing low from right to left - Charles Wright "Stiletto"

Darkness is dropping inches beneath the earth - Charles Wright "Terrestrial Music"

Time's double door at the other - Charles Wright "Time and the Centipedes of Night"

Arrange your unutterable alphabet - Charles Wright "Time and the Centipedes of Night"

When the waters go down on their knees - Charles Wright "Time and the Centipedes of Night"

Tends toward the condition of silence - Charles Wright "Time and the Centipedes of Night"

And makes the night wakeful and full of remorse - Charles Wright "Time Is a Child-Biting Dog"

Clouds upholding the sour light of heaven - Charles Wright "Time Is a Child-Biting Dog"

Only the night is wound up tight - Charles Wright "Time Is a Graceless Enemy, but Purls as It Comes and Goes"

The metaphysics of the quotidian - Charles Wright "Tomorrow"

A little dew on the sunrise grass - Charles Wright "Tomorrow"

The future is merciless - Charles Wright "Tomorrow"

To find a sustainable ecstasy - Charles Wright "Tutti Frutti"

God and the Devil hang side by side - Charles Wright "Tutti Frutti"

Death is the mother of nothing - Charles Wright "Twilight of the Dogs"

Leading to one vast ultimate stop - Charles Wright "Walking Beside the Diversion Ditch Lake"

The kingfisher falls through fire - Charles Wright "Walking Beside the Diversion Ditch Lake"

Going into the deep desire of distance - Charles Wright "Waterfalls"

Autumn night at the end of the world - Charles Wright "We Hope That Love Calls Us, but Sometimes We're Not So Sure"

Amber does not remember the pine - Charles Wright "We Hope That Love Calls Us, but Sometimes We're Not So Sure"

That tight place where most of us live - Charles Wright "Well, Get Up, Rounder, Let a Working Man Lay Down"

Those who exist between the cracks - Charles Wright "Well, Get Up, Rounder, Let a Working Man Lay Down"

Mist candles down below - Charles Wright "Well, Roll On, Buddy, Don't You Roll Too Slow"

The nimbus of nowhere nods and retracts - Charles Wright "What Becomes of the Brokenhearted..."

Their allotted track up to the upside down - Charles Wright "What Becomes of the Brokenhearted..."

Gravetree estuaries against the winds of Paradise - Charles Wright "What Becomes of the Brokenhearted..."

Purgatorio in the pond's reflection - Charles Wright "With Alighieri on Basin Creek"

Sweet yeast for the yellow dust - Charles Wright "With Horace, Sitting on the Platform, Waiting for the Robert E. Lee"

And live at the edge of things - Charles Wright "With Horace, Sitting on the Platform, Waiting for the Robert E. Lee"

The chaos of future mornings just over the ridge - Charles Wright "With Horace, Sitting on the Platform, Waiting for the Robert E. Lee"

A whitish light edging the earth's offerings - Charles Wright "Yellow Wings"

This is the lost, impermanent light - Charles Wright "Yellow Wings"


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