- She tells her love while half asleep,
- In the dark hours,
- With half words whispered low:
- As Earth stirs in her winter sleep
- And puts out grass and flowers
- Despite the snow,
- Despite the falling snow.
- Despite the snow,
- In the dark hours,
-
THE END OF THE DAY
Oh who is
so cosy with
despair and
all, they will
not come,
rejuvenated, to
the last spectacle
of the day. Look!
the sun is
sinking, now
it's
gone. Night,
good and sweet
night, good
night, good, good
night, has come.
--Robert Creeley
-
HERE
What
has happened
makes
the world.
Live
on the edge,
looking.
--Robert Creeley
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