The Faces by Robert White Creeley

The faces with anticipated youth
look out from the current
identifications, judge or salesman,
the neighbor, the man who killed,

mattering only as the sliding world
they betoken, the time it never
mattered to accumulate, the fact that
nothing mattered but for what one

could make of it, some passing,
oblique pleasure, a pain immense
in its intensity, a sly but
insistent yearning to outwit it

all, be different, move far, far
away, avoid forever the girl
next door, whose cracked, wrinkled
smile will persist, still know you.

From: http://www.conjunctions.com/print/article/robert-creeley-c2

Date: 1983

By: Robert White Creeley (1926-2005)

One Comment to “The Faces by Robert White Creeley”

  1. This is brilliant and just what I needed.

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