Biography of Robert Westlake
My name is Robert Westlake, and I am an aspiring poet from the Detroit Area. I have only written a few poems as of when I am writing this (February 5,2012) , but I have some new ideas and hope to write more soon. Please enjoy my poetry. I appreciate feedback.
'We're all of us children in a vast kindergarten trying to spell God's name with the wrong alphabet blocks.'
- Edwin Arlington Robinson
'Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion; it is not the expression of personality, but an escape from personality. But, of course, only those who have personality and emotions know what it means to want to escape from these things.'
- T.S. Eliot
Robert Westlake Poems
The mask controls what I am. Night never Ends. Sun does not rise. Why must the facade Control what is? I see many more by Me, around me. I cannot show who I
How Can I Not?
How can I not understand what Eyes are seeing, ears are hearing, Lips are saying? Fog never lifting. Part of the way the carriage stops. The
What Shall I Say About It?
What shall I say about it? It cools The body as it falls, and renders it crisp And alert, but calm and idle. It washes away And changes with its cleanness and soft feeling.
How Can I Not?
How can I not understand what
Eyes are seeing, ears are hearing,
Lips are saying? Fog never lifting.
Part of the way the carriage stops. The
Marks on the path are fading. Who
Ever thought these blinders could be blinding?