Creeley’s Poems

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Creeley's Poems
 
Each sound
knocking
on the silence
it creates.
 
Tired torn from these apologies
these poems
these apologies
and it always comes back to the heart
of the issue found in a buzz‑lit mirror
in a bathroom surrounded
by well adjusted voices
always on the other side of a bathroom door.
 
On the A train
the ragged man mad
at the nasty voices
in his own mind
dials an imaginary phone
and weeps at the news
all the way to 42nd Street
weeping.
 
Shortstops
field a barrage of bad hops.
 
This old man
hadn't had these apologies
these poems
these apologies
to relieve the barrage
and this once young face
takes a train
on September 28, 1980
and weeps to Times Square.
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