mosses from an old manse
a blog from Nanaimo
Wednesday, March 30, 2005
Robert Creeley 1926-2005
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.
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