July 26, 2009
posted by Caroline Picard
please note: the asterix are here used to signify stanza breaks. they are not present in the original poem, but (for some reason) i can’t get word press to leave empty lines.
for Charles Olson
by Robert Creeley
He feels as he awakens,
but in the stream’s sudden mirror,
a pool of darkening water,
sees his size with his own two eyes.
The trees are taller here,
fall off to no field or clearning,
and depewnd on the inswept air
for the place in which he finds himself thus lost.
I was going on to tell you
when the door bell rang it was
another story as I know
previously had happened, had occured.
That was a woman’s impression
of the wonders of the morning, the same place,
whiter air now, and strong breezes
and the ring of a far off telephone.
God is no bone of whitened contention.
God is not air, nor hair, is not
a conclusive concluding
to remote yearnings. He moves
only as I move, you also move to
the awakening, across long rows, of beds,
stumble breathlessly, on leg pins and crutch,
moving at all as all men, because you must.