Kore


As I was walking
      I came upon
chance walking
      the same road upon.

As I sat down
      by chance to move
later
      if and as I might,

light the wood was,
      light and green,
and what I saw
      before I had not seen.

It was a lady
      accompanied
by goat men
      leading her.

Her hair held earth.
      Her eyes were dark.
A double flute
      made her move.

‘O love,
      where are you
leading
      me now?'


Robert Creeley, The Collected Poems of Robert Creeley 1945-1975, University of California Press, 1982.