Funny how I had just memorized this poem: "I keep to myself such / measures as a I care for, / daily the rocks / accumulate position. // There is nothing / but what thinking makes / it less tangible..."

Creeley invented a new way of speaking in poetry. There are lines nobody else could have written. I still haven't seen an official obituary. Until I do, I will continue to think he's still alive and that it was all a bad joke.