Friday, August 12, 2011

St. Robert's Valentine (Sincerely)

How many of us often
grow a little bleary
practicing our songs
but not St. Robert Creeley
the St. Francis of modern
American couture poetry
he kept stitching in
the fiery lining of the coat
of light one eye seamlessly
on the naked butterfly
while the other
calmly watched the not
and the not-not
invisible worlds
which he did sing
about as well.

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