Sam Spencer, Ken Irby and Larry Goodell on Las Huertas Canyon Road, New Mexico, ca 1964
TWO EXERCISES
for Bob Creeley
“Saturday Night”
Everything matters
in suddenly finding what it is
to be alive–that completeness.
It is not only the ecst asy of flesh
opened
or the touch
of earth–
but at each moment
what soars
at us.
As on t his bare mesa
I turn to escape
the terrible intensity of a party
& run smack
against the mountains,
& the ingredients
of the moment
loom up as the only things
I know.
*
“Sunday Afternoon”
Across this sunlight
almost gone from the afternoon
the same people as my body
walked all the hundreds of years ago
they lived (were)*. Into this earth
they came,
and still are alone
against it. How can I say
anything except myself myself
alone? & yet that
the ageless turn
of this sunlight. The footsteps
impossible to forget, the people
that might have been here
God, the love, the love
missing from everything I do.
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