James Wright (1) (1927–1980)

I think this has been on my list since I was a broke teen scanning the very-used-book shelves for deals from authors I loved. Interesting to finally get to it. I don't know that I'd pick this up just as a book of poetry, but I enjoyed the added insight into Hesse.

These are not the best poems you will ever read. They are repetitive, juvenile, and excessively obsessed with flowers and death. I find such vulnerability appealing, but even I had to chuckle a bit at the third or fourth nature allegory to the impermanence of a man's life. Hesse is a long-time favorite of mine, and I bought this book mainly to help complete my collection of his works, but this book is way down on the bottom of my list of Hesse favorites.

2 Bände

Great autumn primer.