" You’ve left a lot out
Being in doubt
you left
it out
Your mother
Aunt Bernice
in Nokomis
to the west
and south (?)
in trailer park
Dead now for years
as one says
You’ve left
them out
David
your son
Your friend
John
You’ve left
them out
You thought
you were writing
about
what you felt
You’ve left it out
Your love
your life
your home
your wife
You’ve
left her
out
No one is one
No one’s alone
No world’s that small
No life
You left it out "
― Robert Creeley , Selected Poems, 1945–2005