DPF / Wright

For the end of students’ and teachers’ summers is near, and from a poet whose age is the same as mine in this poem, from poets.org, 1935.

from After Reading Tu Fu, I Go Outside to the Dwarf Orchard / by Charles Wright

East of me, west of me, full summer.
How deeper than elsewhere the dusk is in your own yard.
Birds fly back and forth across the lawn
looking for home
As night drifts up like a little boat.