In memory of the brilliant Robert Creeley, one of his poems:
Water Music
The words are a beautiful music.
The words bounce like in water.
Water music,
loud in the clearing
off the boats,
birds, leaves.
They look for a place
to sit and eat--
no meaning,
no point.
04 April 2005
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