Thanks for your contribution.
At 07:40 PM 4/3/2005, you wrote:
>I am sorry that Robert Creeley died. I am sorry to say
>that I did not like his poetry. I do not really understand
>why because I tried hard to like it as he was one of the
>proclaimed important American poets.
>
>Peace, to Robert Creeley, and his family.
>
>Tom
>
>>Well, as I may or may not have said at some point here, it
>>was hearing Robert Creeley read in El Paso, Texas, back
>>in the mid- to late-sixties that introduced me to poetry as
>>a life worth living in. I met him once or twice after that, and
>>heard him read again only once, just several years ago in
>>Baltimore.
>>
>>My favorite Creeley story is this one, and I'm not sure
>>whether I heard it from him or another.
>>
>>This one's about the young Creeley, new to the writing of
>>poetry himself, on a pilgrimage to Rutherford to see if he
>>could find and meet William Carlos Williams. The tale, as
>>I heard it, is that Creeley was so nervous, so reticent about
>>meeting the good doctor that he walked past his house
>>several times, looking anxiously at the door and windows
>>of the house, walking around the block, coming back, and
>>pacing some more. But then Williams, who'd been watching
>>from inside went to the door and hollered out to Creeley,
>>"Hey, there, young man! Come on in here. You must be
>>looking for me."
>>
>>Hal "Always treat language like a dangerous toy."
>> --Anselm Hollo
>>
>>Halvard Johnson
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>>website: http://home.earthlink.net/~halvard
>>blog: http://entropyandme.blogspot.com/
>
>
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