In addition to her daughter Sarah, she is survived by another daughter from her marriage to Mr. Creeley, Katherine White Creeley; a daughter from her first marriage, Kirsten Ann Hoeck; and two grandchildren, one from each marriage. Another daughter, Leslie Karen Hoeck, died earlier.

“When Bob and I were first together, he had three things he would say,” Ms Hawkins said. “One of them was ‘I’ll never live in a house with a woman who writes.’ One of them was ‘Everybody’s wife wants to be a writer.’ And one of them was ‘If you had been going to be a writer, you would have been one by now.’ That pretty much put the cap on it. I was too married, too old and too late, but he was wrong.”

She added: “I think a part of what attracted Bob to me was competences I had within myself, but it was as if once I was within his purview, those competences were only to be used for his needs, in the space where we lived, and not as though they were my own.”

“What I was really fighting for wasn’t the right to be some kind of brilliant writer,” she said. “I was fighting for the right to write badly until it got better.”

It did, once she and Mr. Creeley separated around 1975 and she stopped writing surreptitiously.

Among her books were “15 Poems” (1974), “Back to Texas” (1977), “Almost Everything” (1982), “One Small Saga” (1984) and “My Own Alphabet” (1989).

“Bobbie Louise Hawkins, story teller and monologuist and performer with extraordinary wit and timing, leaves a legacy of written work to be explored, performed and appreciated by a wide audience,” the poet Anne Waldman wrote in an email.

In 1978, Ms. Waldman and Allen Ginsberg recruited Ms. Hawkins to join the faculty of the Jack Kerouac School of Disembodied Poetics at the Naropa Institute (now Naropa University) in Boulder, where Ms. Hawkins taught until she retired in 2010. She sometimes held readings with fellow poets, like Joanne Kyger, who died last year.