What Einstein Got Right
James Croal Jackson
that we all fall down eventually,
that we hear our sun’s breathing
in our own – heavy enough to forget
our faces on the value of pavement–
we sleep on cardboard– hearts of love,
love, love, and words fall from our throats
into bedridden lovers– we sink into our
soft pillows, silks and robes and fingers,
wholly into darkness, into sleep,
and fall much further than the universe intended
James Croal Jackson's poems have appeared in magazines including The Bitter Oleander, Rust+Moth, and Columbia College Literary Review. He is the winner of the 2016 William Redding Memorial Poetry Prize via The Poetry Forum in his current city of Columbus, Ohio. Visit him at jimjakk.com
"What motivates me to write?
I've had a creative energy that has caused me to write and create since early childhood, so I don't need to dig too much for motivation. One thing now, I suppose, is wanting to have a large collection of creative works to look back upon when I become old, and to pass on these works to my loved ones."