Robert Creeley

(1926-2005 / Arlington, Massachusetts)

Robert Creeley Poems

41. The Innocence 1/13/2003
42. The Language 4/19/2010
43. The Measure 4/19/2010
44. The Mirror 1/13/2003
45. The Pattern 4/19/2010
46. The Pool 4/19/2010
47. The Rain 1/13/2003
48. The Rescue 4/19/2010
49. The Rhythm 4/19/2010
50. The Sentence 4/19/2010
51. The Tunnel 10/18/2016
52. The Warning 1/13/2003
53. The Way 1/13/2003
54. The Whip 10/18/2016
55. The Window 4/19/2010
56. The World 4/19/2010
57. Water Music 1/13/2003
58. Yesterdays 4/19/2010
59. Zero 1/13/2003
Best Poem of Robert Creeley

The Mirror

Seeing is believing.
Whatever was thought or said,

these persistent, inexorable deaths
make faith as such absent,

our humanness a question,
a disgust for what we are.

Whatever the hope,
here it is lost.

Because we coveted our difference,
here is the cost.

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Clemente's Images

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Sleeping birds, lead me,
soft birds, be me

inside this black room,
back of the white moon.

In the dark night

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