No mind coheres
a poet in the world
substances of Whitman,
Williams, Zukofsky,
Dickinson, Emerson
come into presences
tidings in the words
over and done, swift
measures in the open,
you were our knight
able to say it
not heavily
but surely your own…

Bob’s passing touched me greatly. I had had an e-mail from him a few days earlier…We were old friends from New Mexico days. Bob wrote a lovely blurb for my last book, Flareup of Twosomes. Creeley made poetry a living and communal affair, and was truly a great democrat, sharing his life and concerns, his amazing conversational powers, with men and women all over the world….His presence, though hardly always jovial, always made a difference; his best poetry has a grace and terseness that will clearly live…