“This is poetry as white phosphorus, written with merciless love and depthless anger… how can we react to a poetry this alive with invention and purpose but with joy?” ―Judges’ citation, Griffin Poetry Prize, 2009 “CD Wright’s is a poetry of Southern mountain vision brought to the streets in a language of brilliant synaesthesia, colloquial warmth and laconic wit… a saxophone playing and a poignant voice making sense.” ―Carolyn Forché Wright’s poetry is river gold.” ―Michael Ondaatje Wright has been writing some of the greatest poetry-cum-prose you can find in American literature.” ―Dave Eggers “Wright has found a way to wed fragments of an iconic America to a luminously strange idiom, eerie as a tin whistle.” ― New Yorker Wright belongs to a school of exactly one.” ―Joel Brouwer, New York Times “… a physical as well as lyrical work of art.” ― Brooklyn Rail Fans of Wright will find what they’re looking for in this collection…” - Publishers Weekly “… begins as a loving naturalist’s ode to the beech tree and branches out to touch a dizzying array of international, transhistorical topics, not least among them what it means to be alive.

They say it really doesn’t hurt the tree, all that carving. Takoma Park carved with presidents from Washington to Lincoln in 1865 blownĭown in 1997). Witness tree, graffiti tree, tattoo tree, autograph tree, trysting tree, avenue tree,Īrborglyph, CMT (culturally modified tree), Presidents’ Tree (for the one in Risen past the window on the second floor I picture being the site of the attack

When I pass the house, I see the yew long A botched investigation, contaminatedĮvidence, a cover-up, and so forth. Synthetic was developed in lieu of yew bark.)Ī probable, never-charged patricide. Required 2 tons of bark to yield 10 pure grams. Natural source of paclitaxel, but the cancer-fighting compound

(The bark of the Pacific yew was discovered to be the

Victim, owner of the emporium, House of a Million Items, was in the shower. Place in the severe old house on Miller Street with its side-yard yew. Warren, RI, brought over on one of Commodore Perry’s black ships by theīotanists Rev. Possibly something no human was meant to see. I think of a witness tree as one that stood its ground, when something happened,

Casting deep shade by cd wright