God give you pardon from gratitude and other mild forms of servitude. Robert Creeley More Quotes by Robert Creeley More Quotes From Robert Creeley 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. Robert Creeley reading mean kids What has happened makes the world. Live on the edge, looking. Robert Creeley vision inspirational world The pattern of the narrative never of necessity wants to end, it never has to. Robert Creeley patterns narrative want What a great thing! To be a writer! Words are something you can carry in your head. You can really 'travel light.' Robert Creeley travel-light great-things light 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. Robert Creeley voice home love I will go to the garden. Robert Creeley hell garden heaven I heard words Robert Creeley holes heard For love - I would split open your head and put a candle in behind the eyes. Robert Creeley splits behinds eye Communication is mutual feeling with someone, not a didactic process of information. Robert Creeley information communication feelings 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. Robert Creeley writing men thinking 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. Robert Creeley important play writing As I get older, I recognize that my thinking about poetry may or Robert Creeley may facts thinking O love, where are you leading me now? Robert Creeley leading-me Locale is both a geographic term and the inner sense of being. Robert Creeley term 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. Robert Creeley jobs country years Oh well, I will say here, Robert Creeley wife knowing men My wife and I lived all alone, Robert Creeley marriage wife cheer Form is never more than an extension of content. Robert Creeley design writing art No matter how wild reality was obviously often being, it was an absolutely secure place, as a tone and intelligence, and a thing happening. Robert Creeley tone matter reality It is hard going to the door Robert Creeley wall loneliness flower
