Robert Creeley, "Some"

M. Bogen, Crane Estate, Ipswich, Mass., 2:00, 9-17-14

Some

You have not simply
insisted on yourself
nor argued
the irrelevance

of any one else. You
have always wanted
to be friends, to be
one of many.

Persuaded
life even
in its largeness
might be brought

to care, you
tried to make it
care, humble, illiterate,
awkward gestured.

So you thought,
as inevitable age approached
some loved you,
some.

You waited for 
Some wind
to lift, some
thing to happen

proving it finally,
making sense more
than the literal,
still separate.

From Robert Creeley, Just In Time: Poems 1984 - 1994