The Branch Will Not Break: Empty-grave Extended Edition

Pulitzer Prize-winning poet James Wright shines in the Empty-Grave Extended Edition of THE BRANCH WILL NOT BREAK.

This beautifully bound 6" by 9" trade paperback also contains a complete word-frequency report for readers that wish to delve further into interpretation.

The publisher has done everything possible to ensure the main body of text in this book matches its original 1963 release; this includes page size, vertical and horizontal alignment of each individual poem and its separate stanzas, verses that span multiple pages, and non-traditional use of white space.

In these forty-three poems the wordsmith weaves together visions of nature and the decay of American life in true form. Readers can further dig their teeth into interpretation and theme via the comprehensive Word Frequency Report available only in this Empty-Grave release.

Complete list of poems:
As I Step Over a Puddle at the End of Winter, I Think of an Ancient Chinese Governor
Goodbye to the Poetry of Calcium
In Fear of Harvests
Three Stanzas From Goethe
Autumn Begins in Martins Ferry, Ohio
Lying in a Hammock at William Duffy's Farm in Pine Island, Minnesota
The Jewel
In the Face of Hatred
Fear Is What Quickens Me
A Message Hidden in an Empty Wine Bottle That I Threw into a Cully of Maple Trees One Night at an Indecent Hour
Stages on a Journey Westward
How My Fever Left
Miners In Ohio
Two Poems About President Harding
Eisenhower's Visit to Franco, 1959
In Memory of a Spanish Poet
The Undermining of the Defense Economy
Twilights
Two Hangovers
Depressed by a Book of Bad Poetry, I Walk Toward an Unused Pasture and Invite the Insects to Join Me
Two Horses Playing in the Orchard
By a Lake in Minnesota
Beginning
From a Bus Window in Central Ohio, Just Before a Thunder Shower
March
Trying to Pray
Two Spring Charms
Spring Images
Arriving in the Country Again
In the Cold House
Snowstorm in the Midwest
Having Lost My Sons, I Confront the Wreckage of the Moon: Christmas, 1960
American Wedding
A Prayer to Escape From the Market Place
Rain
Today I Was Happy, So I Made this Poem
Mary Bly
To the Evening Star: Central Minnesota
I Was Afraid of Dying
A Blessing
Milkweed
A Dream of Burial