1.
There is only one heart in my body, have mercy
on me.
Franz Wright
2.
I basked in you; I loved you, helplessly, with a boundless tongue-tied love. And death doesn't prevent me from loving you. Besides, in my opinion you aren't dead. (I know dead people, and you are not dead.)
Franz Wright
3.
The long silences need to be loved, perhaps more than the words which arrive to describe them in time.
Franz Wright
4.
I believe one day the distance between myself and God will / disappear.
Franz Wright
5.
EPITAPH Now I'm not the brightest knife in the drawer, but I know a couple things about this life: poverty silence, impermanence discipline and mystery The world is not illusory, we are From crimson thread to toe tag If you are not disturbed there is something seriously wrong with you, I'm sorry And I know who I am I'll be a voice coming from nowhere, inside-- be glad for me.
Franz Wright
6.
Poem in other words may or may not result from inspiration but must (in reader and author alike) produce it--
Franz Wright
7.
The humiliation I go through/when I think of my past/can only be described as grace./We are created by being destroyed.
Franz Wright
8.
literature will lose, sunlight will win, don't worry.
Franz Wright
9.
We are created by being destroyed.
Franz Wright
10.
And the night smells like snow.
Walking home for a moment
you almost believe you could start again.
And an intense love rushes to your heart,
and hope. It’s unendurable, unendurable.
Franz Wright
11.
Should each individual snowflake be held accountable for the avalanche?
Franz Wright
12.
Its hard for me to grasp that I might somehow be my fathers equal in any way.
Franz Wright
13.
I wish you
all the aloneness you hunger for.
Franz Wright
14.
This is no occupation for an adult who can look other adults in the eye, carry his own weight, and count himself one of them.
Franz Wright
15.
I wish my father could be around.
Franz Wright