By Robert Creeley
in collaboration with Francesco Clemente:

The Star

Such space it comes again to be.
A room of such vast possibility,
a depth so great, a way so free.

Life and its person, thinking to find
a company wherewith to keep the time
a peaceful passage, a constant rhyme,

stumble perforce, must lose their way,
know that they go too far to stay
stars in the sky, children at play.