This morning of the small snow I count the blessings, the leak in the faucet which makes of the sink time, the drop of the water on water.
Charles Olson
I remember way back when I was young, 10 years ago.
Atlantis will rise again.
You don't help people in your poems. I've been trying to help people all my life - that's my trouble.
I'm sorry, but I was born with a towel on my head.
There is a grace of life which is still yours, my dear Europe.
I'm trying to climb up both walls at once.
Fact is based upon vulgar matter.
This country has been unconscious, and it's got to awake. That's my belief.
When will government cease being a nuisance to everybody?
You can read everybody. It's not even interesting to tell the truth because to some extent it's false.
You can do anything, literally, right? That's one of the exciting possibilities of the present.
We're all moving, moving, moving. Isn't it nice?
We all want what's been suddenly disallowed.
The poem, for me, is simply the first sound realized in the modality of being.
The heroes of the present will retreat to the imitation they are anyhow.
I'm one of the cliches that has grown up.
I was playing catch with the European audience.
I sound like Homer. I mean Winslow Homer.
I hope you're representing the devil's advocate.
I don't live for poetry. I live far more than anybody else does.
I defer to all these other American poets who, for some reason, I both envy and admire.
I am happy to have some friends here in the kitchen.
Forgive me if I sleep until I wake up.
