
Literary Tourism: A Legacy of Poetry in Buffalo, New York
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One day after another—
Perfect.
They all fit.
—”One Day” from The Collected Poems of Robert Creeley: 1945–1975, accessed online through the Poetry Foundation
It isn’t possible to write a tale of Buffalo’s literary tourism without first mentioning poet Robert Creeley (For Love: Poems 1950–1960). Associated with the Black Mountain poets and considered one of the most influential American poets of the 20th century, Creeley taught for over 30 years at the State University of New York in Buffalo. He served as a mentor and friend to poets across the US, and cofounded the SUNY Buffalo Poetics program, helping to turn it into a famed center for creative writing.
Buffalo is too underappreciated for its contributions to the literary scene. Writers and scholars who have taught at the University of Buffalo, visited, or just written there have included Charles Olson, John Coetzee, René Girard, Michel Foucault, Susan Howe, Nnedi Okorafor, and Samuel Delany (and that is a woefully incomplete list). F. Scott Fitzgerald, author of Tender Is the Night and The Great Gatsby, and Mark Twain, author of Adventures of Huckleberry Finn, both spent chunks of their lives in Buffalo.
In 1885, Twain donated the second half of his manuscript for Adventures of Huckleberry Finn to The Buffalo and Erie County Public Library. He thought the first half was lost, but later found it and forwarded it to lawyer James Fraser Gluck—but unfortunately Gluck died before he was able to bring it to the library. It was found in 1991 in a trunk in Los Angeles, and reunited with its other half in Buffalo in 1992. Now, the library showcases the full manuscript in its Mark Twain Room, which is full of other Twain memorabilia and a collection of editions of Huckleberry Finn.
Bob Creeley. Wilmington, N.C. 1984. Photo by Bruce Jackson.
As I grew up, Buffalo was a magical place full of stories and bookshelves to the ceiling of my grandparents’ home, runs through the rose garden of Delaware Park, and quiet awe at the pieces by Matisse, Pollock, and others at the Albright-Knox Art Gallery. As an adult who has entered the literary scene, my respect for Buffalo as a literary and arts center has solidified. I’ve met Toni Morrison at the Babel Lectures, walked the several blocks in order to browse at Talking Leaves bookstore, and listened to Nnedi Okorafor (Binti, Who Fears Death) speak to creative writing students at SUNY Buffalo. The rushing river and muted rainbow of grain elevators surrounds a city in the midst of revival, and this is only an introduction to what Buffalo has to offer.