stolen language

January 26, 2008

1/26/08

Filed under: Selected Poems Robert Creeley — thedude110 @ 7:06 pm

“What I come to do
is partial, partially kept.”
Creeley Selected

January 20, 2008

1/20/08

Filed under: Selected Poems Robert Creeley — thedude110 @ 9:21 am

If you never do anything for anyone else
you are spared the tragedy of human relation-

ships.

Creeley Selected

January 12, 2008

1/12/08

Filed under: Selected Poems Robert Creeley — thedude110 @ 2:22 pm

“But in them I had been, at first,
tongue.  If they speak,
I have myself, and love them.”

Creeley Selected

January 1, 2008

1/01/08

Filed under: Selected Poems Robert Creeley — thedude110 @ 11:06 pm

“the fashion of a stone

underground.”

Creeley Selected

December 31, 2007

12/31/07

Filed under: Selected Poems Robert Creeley — thedude110 @ 3:45 pm

“        a leaf or a contrivance of wires,
in the stairwell,
to be looked at  from below.”

Creeley Selected

December 24, 2007

12/24/07

Filed under: Selected Poems Robert Creeley — thedude110 @ 4:44 pm

” … the rest is silence.”

Creeley Selected

December 23, 2007

12/23/07

Filed under: Selected Poems Robert Creeley — thedude110 @ 7:08 pm

“… but how language thinks to say it, what it thus makes of its own mind and feeling, is to me forever provocative.”

Creeley Selected

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