Robert Creeley

Communication is mutual feeling with someone, not a didactic process of information.

— Robert Creeley

My nature is a quagmire of unresolved confessions.

— Robert Creeley

Form is never more than an extension of content.

— Robert Creeley

No matter how wild reality was obviously often being, it was an absolutely secure place, as a tone and intelligence, and a…

— Robert Creeley

What a great thing! To be a writer! Words are something you can carry in your head. You can really 'travel light.'

— Robert Creeley

Locale is both a geographic term and the inner sense of being.

— Robert Creeley

What has happened makes the world. Live on the edge, looking.

— Robert Creeley

“Memories Hello, duck, in yellow cloth stuffed from inside out, little pillow.”

— Robert Creeley

You were saying that once when visiting Yale, you were struck that unlike Pound, Williams's thinking was volatile, I mean, did not…

— Robert Creeley

I heard words and words full of holes aching.

— Robert Creeley

My wife and I lived all alone, contention was our only bone. I fought with her, she fought with me, and things…

— Robert Creeley

Love, if you love me, lie next to me. Be for me, like rain, the getting out of the tiredness, the fatuousness,…

— Robert Creeley

“What am I to myself that must be remembered, insisted upon so often? Is it that never the ease, even the hardness,…

— Robert Creeley

As I get older, I recognize that my thinking about poetry may or may not have anything actively to do with my…

— Robert Creeley

Still, no one finally knows what a poet is supposed either to be or to do. Especially in this country, one takes…

— Robert Creeley

Don't name it, as they say, because instantly you offer it to this peculiar authority.

— Robert Creeley

And what's fascinating in The Ten Thousand Things is that although there's time, an inexorable time of the three generations of lives,…

— Robert Creeley

It's as though all the terms of a family were present at one time rather than his dad and his mum. Not…

— Robert Creeley

“The Sentence" There is that in love which, by the syntax of, men find women and join their bodies of their minds…

— Robert Creeley

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…

— Robert Creeley

“When I speak, I speaks.”

— Robert Creeley

The irony of our social group is that so often everyone feels this, but there's no company whatsoever in that feeling. Think…

— Robert Creeley

There are a lot of editorials that have nothing to do with anything like that. But I was just thinking of that…

— Robert Creeley

“... Now love also becomes a reward so remote from me I have only made it with my mind.”

— Robert Creeley