Lake Echo, Dear by C. D. Wright
Lake Echo, Dear
C. D. WrightIs the woman in the pool of light
really reading or just staring
at what is writtenIs the man walking in the soft rain
naked or is it the rain
that makes his shirt transparentThe boy in the iron cot
is he asleep or still
fingering the springs underneathDid you honestly believe
three lives could be completeThe bottle of green liquid
on the sill is it realThe bottle on the peeling sill
is it filled with greenOr is the liquid an illusion
of fullnessHow summer’s children turn
into fish and rain softens menHow the elements of summer
nights bid us to get down with each other
on the unplaned floorAnd this feels painfully beautiful
whether or not
it will change the world one drop
SELECTED BY NATASHA RAO
I fell in love with this poem the first time I encountered it many years ago, and each time I read it I feel the same sense of wonderment. There’s a kind of magic that happens in the poem’s questions, as they invite the reader to challenge our perception of reality. In this way, it feels very much to me like a poem about how to move through the world as a poet, with intense observation and curiosity.
I also think this poem captures the lushness of summer and the kind of softly enormous moments that can happen when the world is light-filled, wet, and green. I love the way humans and the natural world are porous here, and my favorite lines are “How summer’s children turn / into fish and rain softens men.” It always delights me when these kinds of transformations happen in poems. The final stanza of the poem for me captures a feeling relevant to my preoccupations of poetry, summer, connection, and beauty: even if has no lasting effect, the most ordinary thing can be briefly momentous.
ABOUT NATASHA RAO
Natasha Rao is the author of Latitude, which was selected by Ada Limón as the winner of the 2021 APR/Honickman First Book Prize. The recipient of a Ruth Lilly and Dorothy Sargent Rosenberg Fellowship from the Poetry Foundation, she has also received fellowships from Bread Loaf, the Sewanee Writers’ Conference, the Vermont Studio Center, and the New Jersey State Council on the Arts. She has received additional support from the Community of Writers, the Hambidge Center, and the VCCA.
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This poem appeared in Steal Away: New and Selected Poems by C. D. Wright, published by Copper Canyon Press, 2002. (Available direct from Copper Canyon Press • Also on: Amazon • Bookshop)
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“Now in paperback, Steal Away presents C.D. Wright’s best lyrics, narratives, prose poems, and odes with new “retablos” and a bracing vigil on incarceration. Long admired as a fearless poet writing authentically erotic verse, Wright—with her Southern accent and cinematic eye—couples strangeness with uncanny accuracy to create poems that “offer a once-and-for-all thing, opaque and revelatory, ceaselessly burning.”” (Source)
ABOUT C. D. WRIGHT
C.D. Wright was born in the Ozark Mountains of Arkansas. She published books, including ShallCross (2016); The Poet, The Lion, Talking Pictures, El Farolito, A Wedding in St. Roch, The Big Box Store, The Warp in the Mirror, Spring, Midnights, Fire & All (2016); One With Others (2011), Rising, Falling, Hovering (2008); Like Something Flying Backwards: New and Selected Poems (2007); and Tremble (1996). She also published several book-length poems, including the critically acclaimed… (more)
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ENDNOTES
- This is Day 38 of Poems We Carry, celebrating the 20th anniversary of Read A Little Poetry—a living archive I’ve nurtured for two decades. For this milestone series, I invited writers I deeply admire to share poems that have meant something to them over time.
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