The Warning in  General   

For love-I would
split open your head and put
a candle in
behind the eyes.

Love is dead in us
if we forget
the virtues of an amulet
and quick surprise.

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