A Feeling Poem By Robert Creeley

A Feeling Poem By Robert Creeley

However far
I’d gone,
it was still
where it had all begun.
What stayed,
was a feeling of difference,
the imagination
of adamant distance.
Some time,
place,
some other way it was,
the turned face
one loved,
remembered,
had looked for
wherever,
it was all now
outside
and in
was oneself again
except there too
seemed nowhere,
no air,
nothing left clear.

A Feeling Poem By Robert Creeley

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