Charles Wright Quotes

Our dreams are luminous, a cast fire upon the world. Morning arrives and that's it. Sunlight darkens the earth.

We've all led raucous lives, some of them inside, some of them out. But only the poem you leave behind is what's important. Everyone knows this. The voyage into the interior is all that matters, Whatever your ride. Sometimes I can't sit still for all the asininities I read. Give me the hummingbird, who has to eat sixty times His own weight a day just to stay alive. Now that's a life on the edge.

How many times can summer turn to fall in one life?

It may not be written in any book, but it is written - You can't go back, you can't repeat the unrepeatable.

The music of memory has its own pitch,/which not everyone hears.

Snub end of a dismal year, deep in the dwarf orchard, The sky with its undercoat of blackwash and point stars,I stand in the dark and answer toMy life, this shirt I want to take off,which is on fire . . ."

It's linkage I'm talking about, and harmonies and structures, And all the various things that lock our wrists to the past.