I wouldn’t write at
all if it weren’t for myriad writers before me whose works showed me what was
possible. The poems of this series are small offerings of respect, of thanks,
to those muses. – Brian Beatty
James & Franz
Wright
The son flees
his father like a
river
with Ohio in the
rearview mirror
at the same time it
hides
up ahead on the
horizon
beyond a line of
trees.
– Brian Beatty
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Brian's recent collections of poetry are Dust and Stars: Miniatures and Brazil, Indiana.
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This is one of many of the tributes I revised for the printed collection. James and Franz Wright represent how much can be said with exactly the right choice of words.
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