Robert Creeley

(1926-2005 / United States)

America - Poem by Robert Creeley

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America, you ode for reality!
Give back the people you took.

Let the sun shine again
on the four corners of the world

you thought of first but do not
own, or keep like a convenience.

People are your own word, you
invented that locus and term.

Here, you said and say, is
where we are. Give back

what we are, these people you made,
us, and nowhere but you to be.

Form: Ode


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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003



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