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Richard Jackson

                                                                                Everything we see is a metaphor for what we don’t see. Everything we do is a metaphor for what we don’t do. If you don’t finish this poem it won’t exist. Neither will I. Where do we come from when we come to ourselves? There’s a common thread that hasn’t been established yet. —Richard… Continue reading Richard Jackson

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Richard Jackson

So how can I measure how much I love you? Except the way the willow measures the universe. Except the way your hair is tangled among the stars. The way the turtle’s shell reflects the night’s sky. I’m not counting on anything anymore. — Richard Jackson, from “No Turn On Red,” Heartwall (University of Massachusetts… Continue reading Richard Jackson

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Richard Jackson

Resonance The hieroglyphics of sunset written on the bay’s water: your sad eyes the moon has lit its little fires inside of. The wind untangling itself from streetlights and trees: your voice hollowed out by a loneliness I can’t name. The heat lightning hesitating in the dark corridors of the night: the meanings for your… Continue reading Richard Jackson

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Richard Jackson

Alternate Endings There are times when they gather at the edge of your life, Shadows slipping over the far hills, daffodils blooming too early, the dark matter of the universe that threads its way through the few thousand blackbirds that have invaded the trees out back. Every ending sloughs off our dreams like snakeskin. This… Continue reading Richard Jackson

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