Big Window

a quick glimpse of something beautiful

Personals by C.D. Wright

Some nights I sleep with my dress on. My teeth
are small and even. I don't get headaches.

Since 1971 or before, I have hunted a bench


where I could eat my pimento cheese in peace.


If this were Tennessee and across that river, Arkansas,


I'd meet you in West Memphis tonight. We could


have a big time. Danger, shoulder soft.


Do not lie or lean on me. I'm still trying to find a job


for which a simple machine isn't better suited.


I've seen people die of money. Look at Admiral Benbow. I wish


like certain fishes, we came equipped with light organs.


Which reminds me of a little known fact:


if we were going the speed of light, this dome


would be shrinking while we were gaining weight.


Isn't the road crooked and steep.


In this humidity, I make repairs by night. I'm not one


among millions who saw Monroe's face


in the moon. I go blank looking at that face.


If I could afford it I'd live in hotels. I won awards


in spelling and the Australian crawl. Long long ago.


Grandmother married a man named Ivan. The men called him


Eve. Stranger, to tell the truth, in dog years I am up there.

by C.D. Wright

from her book Steal Away (Copper Canyon Press)

Admiral benbow on summer memphis by birch

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