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If I were writing this BY Robert Creeley New Directions Books, $21.95 How much sentimentality should a hepcat risk when reflecting on a life in poetry? Creeley's latest foray into deadpan ("Selfish / Empty, I kept at it") and unction ("I'll miss you, / Who did better than I did / at keeping the faith of poets, / staying true") makes us wonder. While nostalgic beatniks will appreciate the star-studded dedications, the best bets for a serious reader are the longer, sequenced pieces. Here Creeley's riffs reach the formal height and emotional depth of his old work, as in these lines from "Clemente's Images": "Sleeping birds, lead me / soft birds, be me / inside this black room, / back of the white moon." Buy this book Amazon Barnes and Noble Book Sense |
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