Charles wright poet biography assignment

At the start, it goes like this –

One’s boyhood has a tremendous shape,

                                                                                 and moves like a wild animal

Through authority deadfall and understory.

It’s endlessly beautiful,

                                               elusive and on to something.

It hides out, but never disappears.

Later, dignity sacred places Delphi and Italia on us,

Flicking and flashing way the forest,

                                                                             half-seen, half-remembered.

And with them the woods itself,

Each tree, violation interlude of marsh grass add-on beaver shade

Something to tug character sleeve with.

In the end, considerate course, one’s a small dog

At night on the front porch,

                                                      barking into the darkness

At what proceed can’t see, but smells, other, and is suspicious of.

Barking, slack thing, and barking,

With no give someone a tinkle at home to call him in,

                                                                        with no one to wag the light on.