Poems by Robert Creeley
Song
... Would you. What do you think of me ...
A Wicker Basket
... rings out the sound of lively laughter--Picking up change, hands like a walrus, ...
Zero
... Nothing to show for it -It's like There's no past like ...
Clemente's Images
... From the one sits in empty consciousness, all seemingly has comeand now it goes, to regather, ...
The Carnival
... competent. My method is not atenderness, but hope ...
The Warning
... if we forget the virtues of an amulet ...
The Way
... as mine by her I would not credit comment upon gracefully ...
Something
... full of her face, the shoulders,sat spread-legged, turned on ...
The Conspiracy
... even through random communicationLet us suddenly ...
Other
... of her for whom to be other was first fate ...
Kore
... later if and as I might,light the wood was, ...
Four Days In Vermont
... welted solid large trunk with clumps of gray-green ...
The Language
... Locate I love you some- ...
The Immoral Proposition
... you are spared the tragedy of human relation- ...
Helsinki Window
... about me still sitting in this small spare pool of ...
