Ocupation: Poet
Life: March 18, 1953 - May 14, 2015
Birthday: March 18
Death: May 14
And the night smells like snow. Walking home for a moment you almost believe you could start again. And an intense love rushes to your heart, and hope. It’s unendurable, unendurable.
source: Franz Wright (2009). “God's Silence”, p.5, Knopf
topic: Believe, Home, Heart, Intense Love, Walking Home, Unendurable