Cups: 1

By Robin Blaser 1925–2009 Robin Blaser
Inside I brought
willows, the tips
bursting,
             blue
iris (I forget
the legend of long life
they represent)
and the branch of pepper tree
whose pink seeds
lack the passion of most fruit.

On my hands a perfume of pepper.

Outside the rain walks.

There were two.
Their posture
taken out of the wall-
paper (a ghost story)
Jack talked.    His
determined privacy against
my public face.     The poem
by dictation.      A
disturbance in the cone
of weather.
                         Neither of these
is not making.     The comic
is a matter of style
as yellow hands mark the worker.

The clown of dignity sits in a tree.
The clown of games hangs there too.
Which is which or where they go—
the point is to make others see
that two men in a tree is clearly
the same thing as poetry.

Robin Blaser, “Cups: 1” from The Holy Forest: Collected Poems of Robin Blaser. Copyright © 2006 by Robin Blaser.  Reprinted by permission of University of California Press.

Source: The Holy Forest: Collected Poems of Robin Blaser (University of California Press, 2006)

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Poet Robin Blaser 1925–2009

POET’S REGION Canada

Subjects Nature, Trees & Flowers, Arts & Sciences, Poetry & Poets, Humor & Satire

 Robin  Blaser

Biography

Born in Denver and raised in Twin Falls, Idaho, poet, editor, and essayist Robin Blaser was educated at the University of California-Berkeley. With poets Robert Duncan and Jack Spicer, he helped spark the Berkeley Poetry Renaissance in the 1940s that preceded the San Francisco poetry renaissance of the 1950s and 1960s. In 1965, Blaser met Robert Creeley and Charles Olson, with whom he later worked closely. Miriam Nichols, editor . . .

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SUBJECT Nature, Trees & Flowers, Arts & Sciences, Poetry & Poets, Humor & Satire

POET’S REGION Canada

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