#richard georges

[wordsarehot]

They say birds always find their way back home but home is a nowhere – a memory; a never was. — Richard Georges [more quotes here]

[lifeinpoetry]

Every soul holds grief like hot coals, this way / grief always remains one or two words away.

Richard Georges, from “Giant,” Giant

[wordsnpoetry]

they say birds always find their way back home but home is a nowhere – a memory; a never was.

richard georges

[lifeinpoetry]

They say birds always find their way back home / but home is a nowhere – a memory; a never was.

Richard Georges, from “Dead Reckoning,” published in The White Review

[ardent-reflections]

But you, against a sky that grows more gold. / are the unmaking of my routeless soul.

Richard Georges

[clatteriing]

we must learn again those arts we have forgotten: how to throw our hands up in the shape of a candelabra; the art of paring a fish from its translucent bones; how to pull the thin shimmering spears from our throats.

Blue Runner by Richard Georges

[troubleinonepocket]

Richard Georges, Dead Reckoning

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"Giant" - Richard Georges

“Giant” – Richard Georges

Platypus Press, 2018.

Gentle poetry does not always denote a gentle age. 

Ask the poems in Richard Georges second collection, Giant, if you want confirmation of this. This book reminds us that the sea is made of tears, that a grandmother’s passing can steal your breath when you least expect it, that the “storm shreds the trees to bones, drags children / from their homes by their heels”. The wars…

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