published in 1974, creeley's 30 things was a small book he wrote about his time spent living in the small village of bolinas. it was a collaboration w/his wife, whose black & white blurred monoprints reflected the blurred images of experience & our memories of it. that process, experience & memory, produces the things of our lives, the stuff we cling to or discard. it becomes the process of production. here are five of creeley's things.
The Temper
The temper is fragile
as apparently it wants to be,
wind on the ocean, trees
moving in wind and rain.
.
As You Come
As you come down
the road, it swings
slowly left and the sea
opens below you,
west. It sounds out.
.
As We Sit
There is a long
stretch of sky
before us. The road
goes out to the channel
of the water. Birds
fly in the faintly
white sky. A sound
shuffles over
and over, shifting
sand and
water. A wind
blows steadily
as we sit.
.
Place
Faded mind,
fading colors,
old, dear clothes.
Hear
the ocean under
the road's edge,
down the side
of the hill.
.
Up on the top the
space goes further than
the eye can see. We're
up here, calling
over the hill.
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