Saturday, November 27, 2021

Robert Creeley


I Know a Man


As I sd to my   
friend, because I am   
always talking,—John, I

sd, which was not his   
name, the darkness sur-
rounds us, what

can we do against
it, or else, shall we &
why not, buy a goddamn big car,

drive, he sd, for   
christ’s sake, look   
out where yr going.

Republished with permission of the University of California Press, Robert Creeley, “I Know a Man” from Selected Poems of Robert Creeley, copyr 

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