The Tunnel
Tonight, nothing is long enough—
time isn’t.
Were there a fire,
it would burn now.
Were there a heaven,
I would have gone long ago.
I think that light
is the final image.
But time reoccurs,
love—and an echo.
A time passes
love in the dark.
Copyright Credit: Republished by permission of the University of California Press, Robert Creeley, “The Tunnel” from The Collected Poems of Robert Creeley, 1945-1975 ,copyright © 1982 by Robert Creeley; permission conveyed through Copyright Clearance Center, Inc.
Source: The Collected Poems of Robert Creeley, 1945-1975 (University of California Press, 1982)