Love Comes Quietly
Love comes quietly,
finally, drops
about me, on me,
in the old ways.
What did I know
thinking myself
able to go
alone all the way.
Credit
From For Love: Poems. Copyright © 1962 by Robert Creeley. Used with permission of the Estate of Robert Creeley and The Permissions Company.
Author
Robert Creeley
Through his work with the Black Mountain Review and his own critical writings, Robert Creeley helped to define an emerging counter-tradition to the literary establishment.
Date Published
04/21/2016