Robert Creeley is considered as one of the most influential American poets of the 20th century. He was well-recognized for his association with the Black Mountain group of poets. During the year 1946, Creeley published his first poem \'Wake’ in the ‘Harvard Magazine’ while he was a student there. Later in the year 1954, Creeley was asked to join the members of faculty at the, ‘Black Mountain College’ and edit the ‘Black Mountain Review’. Creeley has been credited for publishing more than 60 books of poetry in America and other countries. ‘Life and Death’, ‘Later’, ‘Mirror’, ‘Memory Gardens’ and ‘The Finger’ are few of his poems. Other writers and poet described his style of writing as very distinctive and elliptical. Apart from poetry, Creeley authored more than a dozen books and essays. This American poet earned many honors including, ‘Lannan Lifetime Achievement Award’ and was also elected as the ‘Chancellor of Academy of American Poets’ in 1999. Robert’s sayings on life, writing and reading are very deep and will leave you thinking. Below, we have collected few of Robert Creeley’s quotes and sayings that will change your interpretation of things in life.
It's the classic story form. All staying equal, or proving equal, or being equal, this will all continue, and the next time around, we'll move on to see what happened to Harry after he dove in the river, or who his friend John really was, and so on.
There are a lot of editorials that have nothing to do with anything like that. But I was just thinking of that sense of prose as being very responsible and perceptive, thoughtful, intimate, and contriving a quote statement.
And what's fascinating in The Ten Thousand Things is that although there's time, an inexorable time of the three generations of lives, actively present, but place is the time, time doesn't really have to do with simply the human experience of it.
First you wonder if they're separate stories, but no, they're not, they're contingent stories and they form a pattern. And you begin with some of the island as the place to which the heroine of the book returns.
You were saying that once when visiting Yale, you were struck that unlike Pound, Williams's thinking was volatile, I mean, did not stay locked into a pattern of concepts that then defined his subsequent necessary behavior, whereas Pound did.
As I get older, I recognize that my thinking about poetry may or
may not have anything actively to do with my actual work as a
poet. This strikes me as no thing cynically awry but rather
seems again instance of that hapless or possibly happy fact,
we do not as humans seem necessarily aware of what we are
physically or psychically doing at all!
My wife and I lived all alone,
contention was our only bone.
I fought with her, she fought with me,
and things went on right merrily.
But now I live here by myself
with hardly a damn thing on the shelf,
and pass my days with little cheer
since I have parted from my dear.
I did however used to think, you know, in the woods walking, and as a kid playing the the woods, that there was a kind of immanence there - that woods, a places of that order, had a sense, a kind of presence, that you could feel; that there was something peculiarly, physically present, a feeling of place almost conscious ... like God. It evoked that.