Short Robert Creeley Poems

M. Bogen, Somerville, Mass., Nov. 2020

MORAL

Now the inevitable
As in tales of woe
The inexorable toll
It takes, it takes.

FRAGMENT

Slight you lift.
Edge skin down.
Circle seen.
Places now found.

Featured face.
Hand in when.
Disposition.
Distrust.

ECHO

Pushing out from
this insistent

time makes
all of it

empty, again
memory.