American Culture · American Literature · Classic · Collection · Contemporary · Poetry

James Richardson

Is Memory,
as they pretend,
mother of the Muse?—
or Forgetting,
who says My friend,
I know
you’ve told me before
about love, death,
solitude—and what
were those other things?—but
tell me again.

— James Richardson, “Again,” During (Copper Canyon Press, 2016)

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