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Richard Jackson

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Richard Jackson



Librarian's note: There is more than one author in the database with this name. Not all books on this profile belong to the same person. ...more

Average rating: 4.11 · 390 ratings · 58 reviews · 188 distinct worksSimilar authors
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Out of Place

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Retrievals

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Worlds Apart

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Half Lives: Petrarchan Poems

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“Some days you exist like the last speaker of an extinct language. These are the silences that litter the heart.”
Richard Jackson, Retrievals

“The memory of things become the reality of things.
Or maybe the past is not permanent. Maybe the tree has
said its fill, and leaves us with an image of ourselves.”
Richard Jackson, Retrievals

“The heart sags. My footprints forget me.
I don’t think anything will ever be the same.
This is the edge of the cliff and you can’t move,
can’t jump. Everything is vertical. With binoculars
you can see where you’ll be in an hour. Raindrops
collect on the lens. A fine mist. It hides us.
It drifts into clocks. Gravity presses your hands.
Some hurts never get said. Some get smuggled.”
Richard Jackson

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