Robert Creeley famous quotes
Last updated: Sep 5, 2024
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The awful thing, as a kid reading, was that you came to the end of the story, and that was it. I mean, it would be heartbreaking that there was no more of it.
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My nature is a quagmire of unresolved confessions.
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I will go to the garden. I will be a romantic. I will sell myself in hell, in heaven also I will be.
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It is hard going to the door cut so small in the wall where the vision which echoes loneliness brings a scent of wild flowers in the wood.
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The Lady has always moved to the next town and you stumble on after Her.
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Oh well, I will say here, knowing each man, let you find a good wife too, and love her as hard as you can.
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My love's manners in bed are not to be discussed by me
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Comes the time when it's later and onto your table the headwaiter puts the bill
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Still, no one finally knows what a poet is supposed either to be or to do. Especially in this country, one takes on the job—because all that one does in America is considered a "job"—with no clear sense as to what is required or where one will ultimately be led. In that respect, it is as particular an instance of a "calling" as one might point to. For years I've kept in mind, "Many are called but few are chosen." Even so "called," there were no assurances that one would be answered.
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No matter how wild reality was obviously often being, it was an absolutely secure place, as a tone and intelligence, and a thing happening.
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The pattern of the narrative never of necessity wants to end, it never has to.
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Locale is both a geographic term and the inner sense of being.
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Love, if you love me, lie next to me. Be for me, like rain, the getting out of the tiredness, the fatuousness, the semi- lust of intentional indifference. Be wet with a decent happiness.
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Moon, moon, when you leave me alone all the darkness is an utter blackness, a pit of fear, a stench, hands unreasonable never to touch. But I love you. Do you love me. What to say when you see me.
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I know this body is impatient. I know I constitute only a meager voice and mind. Yet I loved, I love. I want no sentimentality. I want no more than home.
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What has happened makes the world. Live on the edge, looking.
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There are a lot of editorials that have nothing to do with anything like that. But I was just thinking of that sense of prose as being very responsible and perceptive, thoughtful, intimate, and contriving a quote statement.
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Form is never more than an extension of content.
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My wife and I lived all alone, contention was our only bone. I fought with her, she fought with me, and things went on right merrily. But now I live here by myself with hardly a damn thing on the shelf, and pass my days with little cheer since I have parted from my dear.
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God give you pardon from gratitude and other mild forms of servitude.
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I heard words and words full of holes aching.
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Communication is mutual feeling with someone, not a didactic process of information.
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I don’t think any man writing can worry about what the act of writing costs him, even though at times he is very aware of it.
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I did however used to think, you know, in the woods walking, and as a kid playing the the woods, that there was a kind of immanence there - that woods, a places of that order, had a sense, a kind of presence, that you could feel; that there was something peculiarly, physically present, a feeling of place almost conscious ... like God. It evoked that.
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What a great thing! To be a writer! Words are something you can carry in your head. You can really 'travel light.'
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Writing is the same as music. It’s in how you phrase it, how you hold back the note, bend it, shape it, then release it. And what you don’t play is as important as what you do say.
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Suddenly the whole imagination of writing and editorial and newspaper and all these presumptions about who am I reading this, and who else other people may be, and all that, it's so grimly brutal!
-- Robert Creeley
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