The Rain

By: Robert Creeley

The Rain

All night the sound had

come back again,

and again falls

this quiet, persistent rain.

What am I to myself

that must be remembered,

insisted upon

so often? Is it

that never the ease,

even the hardness,

of rain falling

will have for me

something other than this,

something not so insistent—

am I to be locked in this

final uneasiness.

Love, if you love me,

lie next to me.

Be for me, like rain,

the getting out

of the tiredness, the fatuousness, the semi-

lust of intentional indifference.

Be wet

with a decent happiness.

About The Author

By the time he was five he had lost one of his eyes to a freak accident and his dad to a heart attack. His poems have a sense of the frailty they body can show and some sadness, but that is not the only things in his poem. Some are joyful and talk about the happiness of family. His poems are often comprised of short lines but deep meanings and emotions. He was greatly influenced by jazz music and action painters.

http://www.poetryoutloud.org/poet/robert-creeley

Interpritations

"What am I to myself that must be remembered, insisted upon so often?"

I think that in this line he is saying that what is it that he wants people to remember him by.


" Is it that never the ease, even the hardness, of rain falling will have for me something other than this,something not so insistent— am I to be locked in this final uneasiness."

I think that ion this line he is saying that is he to be trapped by what people think of now and that cant be changed, or can it.


"the getting out of the tiredness, the fatuousness, the semi- lust of intentional indifference."

By this i think that he is challenging the reader to get out of their "norm".

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