Love in  General   

The thing comes
of itself

(Look up
to see
the cat & the squirrel,
the one
torn, a red thing,
& the other
somehow immaculate

By Robert Creeley

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Other poems by Robert Creeley:

• A Form Of Women
• A Song
• A Token
• A Wicker Basket
• Ballad Of The Despairing Husband
• Four Days In Vermont
• Goodbye
• I Know A Man
• Kore
• Love
• Myself
• Other
• Something
• Song
• The Carnival
• The Conspiracy
• The Innocence
• The Mirror
• The Rain
• The Warning
• The Way
• Water Music