Robert Creeley
America by Robert Creeley

America by Robert Creeley

America, you ode for reality!Give back the people you took.Let the sun shine againon the four corners of the worldyou thought of first but do notown, or keep like a ...

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Water Music by Robert Creeley

Water Music by Robert Creeley

The words are a beautiful music.The words bounce like in water.Water music,loud in the clearingoff the boats,birds, leaves.They look for a placeto sit and eat- no meaning,no ...

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I Know A Man by Robert Creeley

I Know A Man by Robert Creeley

As I sd to myfriend, because I amalways talking,--John, Isd, which was not hisname, the darkness sur-rounds us, whatcan we do againstit, or else, shall we &why not, buy a goddamn ...

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A Form Of Women by Robert Creeley

A Form Of Women by Robert Creeley

I have come far enoughfrom where I was not beforeto have seen the thingslooking in at me from through the open doorand have walked tonightby myselfto see the moonlightand see it ...

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The Rain by Robert Creeley

The Rain by Robert Creeley

All night the sound hadcome back again,and again fallsthis quite, persistent rain.What am I to myselfthat must be remembered,insisted uponso often? Is itthat never the ease,even ...

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The Way by Robert Creeley

The Way by Robert Creeley

My love's manners in bedare not to be discussed by me,as mine by herI would not credit comment upon gracefully.Yet I ride by the margin of that lake inthe wood, the castle,and the ...

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The Carnival by Robert Creeley

The Carnival by Robert Creeley

Whereas the man who hitsthe gong dis-proves it, in all itssimplicity --Even so the attemptmakes for triumph, inanother man.Likewise in love Iam not foolish or in-competent. My ...

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Love by Robert Creeley

Love by Robert Creeley

The thing comesof itself (Look upto see the cat & the squirrel, the onetorn, a red thing, & the othersomehow ...

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Something by Robert Creeley

Something by Robert Creeley

I approach with sucha careful tremor, alwaysI feel the finally foolishquestion of how it is,then, supposed to be felt,and by whom. I rememberonce in a rented room on27th street, ...

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The Conspiracy by Robert Creeley

The Conspiracy by Robert Creeley

You send me your poems,I'll send you mine.Things tend to awakeneven through random communicationLet us suddenlyproclaim spring. And jeerat the others,all the others.I will send a ...

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Zero by Robert Creeley

Zero by Robert Creeley

for Mark PetersNot just nothing,Not there's no answer,Not it's nowhere orNothing to show for it -It's like There's no past likethe present. It'sall over with us.There are no ...

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The Mirror by Robert Creeley

The Mirror by Robert Creeley

Seeing is believing.Whatever was thought or said,these persistent, inexorable deathsmake faith as such absent,our humanness a question,a disgust for what we are.Whatever the ...

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Myself by Robert Creeley

Myself by Robert Creeley

What, younger, feltwas possible, now knowsis not - but stillnot changed enough -Walked by the sea,unchanged in memory -evening, as cloudson the far-off rimof water float,pictures ...

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The Innocence by Robert Creeley

The Innocence by Robert Creeley

Looking to the sea, it is a lineof unbroken mountains.It is the sky.It is the ground. Therewe live it, on it.It is a mistnow tangent to anotherquiet. Here the leavescome, thereis ...

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The Language by Robert Creeley

The Language by Robert Creeley

Locate I love you some- where in teeth and eyes, bite it but take care not to hurt, you want so much so little. Words say everything. I love you again, then what is emptiness for. ...

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A Song by Robert Creeley

A Song by Robert Creeley

I had wanted a quiet testamentand I had wanted, among other things,a song. That was to beof a like monotony. (A graceSimply. Very very quiet. ...

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The Door (I) by Robert Creeley

The Door (I) by Robert Creeley

for Robert DuncanIt is hard going to the door cut so small in the wall where the vision which echoes loneliness brings a scent of wild flowers in a wood. What I understood, I ...

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The Pool by Robert Creeley

The Pool by Robert Creeley

My embarrassment at his nakedness, at the pool’s edge, and my wife, with his, standing, watching— this was a freedom not given me who am more naked, less contained by my own white ...

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Song by Robert Creeley

Song by Robert Creeley

What I took in my handgrew in weight. You mustunderstand itwas not obscene.Night comes. We sleep.Then if you know whatsay it.Don't pretend.Guises arewhat enemies wear. Youand I ...

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Helsinki Window by Robert Creeley

Helsinki Window by Robert Creeley

for Anselm HolloGo out into brightened space out there the fainter yellowish place it makes for eye to enter out to greyed penumbra all the way to thoughtful searching sight of ...

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The Window by Robert Creeley

The Window by Robert Creeley

Position is where you put it, where it is, did you, for example, that large tank there, silvered, with the white church along- side, lift all that, to what purpose? How heavy the ...

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Four Days In Vermont by Robert Creeley

Four Days In Vermont by Robert Creeley

Window's tree trunk's predominant facea single eye-leveled hole where limb's torn offanother larger contorts to swell growing in aroundimploding wound beside a clutch of thin ...

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The Warning by Robert Creeley

The Warning by Robert Creeley

For love-I wouldsplit open your head and puta candle inbehind the eyes.Love is dead in usif we forgetthe virtues of an amuletand quick surprise.

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Inside My Head by Robert Creeley

Inside My Head by Robert Creeley

inside my head Inside my head a common room, a common place, a common tune, a common wealth, a common doom inside my head. I close my eyes. The horses run. Vast are the skies, and ...

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Somewhere by Robert Creeley

Somewhere by Robert Creeley

The galloping collection of boards are the house which I afforded one evening to walk into just as the night came down. Dark inside, the candle lit of its own free will, the attic ...

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A Token by Robert Creeley

A Token by Robert Creeley

My ladyfair withsoftarms, whatcan I say toyou-words, wordsas if allworlds were there.

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Other by Robert Creeley

Other by Robert Creeley

Having begun in thought therein that factual embodied wonderwhat was lost in the emptied loverspatience and mind I first felt therewondered again and again what formyself so ...

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The Pattern by Robert Creeley

The Pattern by Robert Creeley

As soon as I speak, I speaks. It wants to be free but impassive lies in the direction of its words. Let x equal x, x also equals x. I speak to hear myself speak? I had not thought ...

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A Poem by Robert Creeley

A Poem by Robert Creeley

If the water formsthe forms of the weeds, there—a long life is not by thata necessarily happy one.My friend. Wereckon on a simpleagreement,the fashion of a stoneunderground.

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For Love by Robert Creeley

For Love by Robert Creeley

for BobbieYesterday I wanted to speak of it, that sense above the others to me important because all that I know derives from what it teaches me. Today, what is it that is finally ...

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Yesterdays by Robert Creeley

Yesterdays by Robert Creeley

Sixty-two, sixty-three, I most remember As time W. C. Williams dies and we are Back from a hard two years in Guatemala Where the meager provision of being Schoolmaster for the ...

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The Rescue by Robert Creeley

The Rescue by Robert Creeley

The man sits in a timelessness with the horse under him in time to a movement of legs and hooves upon a timeless sand. Distance comes in from the foreground present in the picture ...

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The Immoral Proposition by Robert Creeley

The Immoral Proposition by Robert Creeley

If you never do anything for anyone elseyou are spared the tragedy of human relation-ships. If quietly and like another timethere is the passage of an unexpected thing:to look at ...

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A Wicker Basket by Robert Creeley

A Wicker Basket by Robert Creeley

Comes the time when it's laterand onto your table the headwaiterputs the bill, and very soon afterrings out the sound of lively laughter--Picking up change, hands like a ...

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Gnomic Verses by Robert Creeley

Gnomic Verses by Robert Creeley

loop Down the road Up the hill Into the house Over the wall Under the bed After the fact By the way Out of the woods Behind the times In front of the door Between the lines Along ...

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The Measure by Robert Creeley

The Measure by Robert Creeley

I cannot move backward or forward. I am caught in the time as measure. What we think of we think of— of no other reason we think than just to think— each for himself.

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A Marriage by Robert Creeley

A Marriage by Robert Creeley

The first retainerhe gave to herwas a goldenwedding ring.The second--late at nightwe woke up,leaned over on an elbow,and kissed her.The third and the last--he died withand gave up ...

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The Sentence by Robert Creeley

The Sentence by Robert Creeley

There is that in lovewhich, by the syntax of,men find women and jointheir bodies to their minds--which wants so to acquirea continuity, a place,a demonstration that it mustbe ...

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Self-Portrait by Robert Creeley

Self-Portrait by Robert Creeley

He wants to be a brutal old man, an aggressive old man, as dull, as brutal as the emptiness around him, He doesn’t want compromise, nor to be ever nice to anyone. Just mean, and ...

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For No Clear Reason by Robert Creeley

For No Clear Reason by Robert Creeley

I dreamt last night the fright was over, that the dust came, and then water, and women and men, together again, and all was quiet in the dim moon’s light. A paean of such ...

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The Rhythm by Robert Creeley

The Rhythm by Robert Creeley

It is all a rhythm,from the shutting door, to the windowopening,the seasons, the sun's light, the moon,the oceans, thegrowing of things,the mind in menpersonal, recurringin them ...

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Kore by Robert Creeley

Kore by Robert Creeley

As I was walking I came uponchance walking the same road upon.As I sat down by chance to movelater if and as I might,light the wood was, light and green,and what I saw ...

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Clemente’s Images by Robert Creeley

Clemente’s Images by Robert Creeley

1)Sleeping birds, lead me,soft birds, be meinside this black room,back of the white moon.In the dark nightsight frightens me.2)Who is it nuzzles therewith furred, round headed ...

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The Tunnel by Robert Creeley

The Tunnel by Robert Creeley

Tonight, nothing is long enough—time isn't.Were there a fire,it would burn now. Were there a heaven,I would have gone long ago.I think that lightis the final image. But time ...

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After Frost by Robert Creeley

After Frost by Robert Creeley

He comes here by whatever way he can, not too late, not too soon. He sits, waiting. He doesn't know why he should have such a patience. He sits at a table on a chair. He is ...

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One Day by Robert Creeley

One Day by Robert Creeley

One day after another—Perfect.They all fit.

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For the Graduation [Bolinas School, June 11, 1971] by Robert Creeley

For the Graduation [Bolinas School, June 11, 1971] by Robert Creeley

for SarahPretension has ityou can'tget backwhat's gone by.Yet I don't believe it.The skyin this placestays hereand the suncomes, or goesand comes again,on the same day.We live in ...

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For the Graduation [Bolinas, 1973] by Robert Creeley

For the Graduation [Bolinas, 1973] by Robert Creeley

The honorof being humanwill stay constant.The earth, earth,water wet, sunshine.The world will beas ever round, andall yourselveswill know it,on it, and aroundand around.No one ...

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For the Graduation [Bolinas, 1972] by Robert Creeley

For the Graduation [Bolinas, 1972] by Robert Creeley

for KateRound and roundagain, andup and downagain—alwaysthese days dogo by, andthis one is yoursto go by.This walking onand on, thisgoing and coming—this morningshines such ...

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Credo by Robert Creeley

Credo by Robert Creeley

Creo que si ... I believe it will rain tomorrow ... I believe the son of a bitch is going into the river ... I believe All men are created equal—By your leave a leafy ...

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