Selected Poems of Robert Creeley, 1945-2005

by Robert Creeley

Book Overview

This new, compact Selected Poems offers for the first time a balanced survey of Robert Creeley's entire sixty years of poetic accomplishment. It showcases the works that made him one of the most beloved and significant writers of the past century while inviting a new recognition of his enduring commitments, fluency, and power.

• Format: Paperback
• Language: English
• ISBN: 0520251962
• ISBN13: 9780520251960
• Release Date: January 2008
• Publisher: University of California Press
• Length: 360 Pages
• Weight: 1.13 lbs.
• Dimensions: 1.0" x 5.4" x 8.1"

Customer Reviews

precise, profound

So fresh in his language and perceptions, so consistently profound, and so charming -- like James Schuyler or Gary Snyder, Creeley feels genuinely present in his poems: to have this volume on your shelf is to have him in the room with you. More people should know the gentle and inspiring presence of this wonderful teacher and writer. "It's all moved inside, / all that dear world // in mind for forever, / as long as one walks / and talks here, / thinking of you."

Always new

Bob Creeley was perhaps the original beatnik, a quiet man who turned himself outward and in so doing made a great impression upon the world with his work and his persona. We should all know more about him -- his best poems (of his many fine ones) should be with us always.

A mast poet of moments otherwise unnoticed

Creeley won me over early, in junior high, when my teacher at the time handed a well thumbed book of Mr. Creeley's poetry. From the first page I was caught up in a wonderful tangled world of poems constructed from small moments of happy introspection - given a kind of sincere reverence by Mr. Creeley's intense scrutiny of what even a small moment can mean; a drunken dinner, a ride in a Cadillac, a slice of apple pie topped with ice cream - these moments becomes a minor religious awakening in the hands of Robert Creeley. He is by far my favorite poet, likely because my own small epiphanies are so much like those he writes of.