69 Quotes by Charles Olson

Whatever you have to say, leaveThe roots on, let themDangleAnd the dirtJust to make clearWhere they come from.

A poem is a ‘line’ between any two points in creation.

If he stays inside himself, if he is contained within his nature as he is participant in the larger force, he will be able to listen, and his hearing through himself will give him secrets objects share.

O.K. I'm running out of appetite. Let this swirl— a bit like Crab Nebula— do for now.

bees dig the plum blossoms

one loves only form, and form only comes into existence when the thing is born.

And all now is war where so lately there was peace, and the sweet brotherhood, the use of tilled fields.

Dead, hung up indoors, the kingfisher will not indicate a favoring wind, or avert the thunderbolt.

My life has been given its orders: the seasons seize the soul and the body, and make mock of any dispersed effort. The hour of death is the only trespass