R.I.P., Robert Creeley

[fflo]

Just saw from susanstinson's post that somebody else just died besides the Story of the Month.



Later I would be more broadly into the work of the Black Mountain poets, but when I first "discovered" Robert Creeley it was through the following (probably much anthologized) poem, which remains one of my favorites:

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.

Comments

[fflo.livejournal.com]

Actually, I may have been drawn to your lj presence first by the fat connection, but I think what I love most about reading your posts is the sense of your thing for language, where "thing" = some perfect noun expressing passion and interest and a light kind of joy that's nonetheless deep and something like an acknowledgment of how much it's in the very what-we-are.

Venus of Chalk is #1 on my summer reading list.

[susanstinson.livejournal.com]

Whee! Beautiful, and thank you. Fingers crossed that you like the book -- I bet you will.

[fflo.livejournal.com]

I'm pretty sure I will, too.