69 Quotes by Charles Olson

Fact is based upon vulgar matter.

what can we do when even the public conveyances sing? how can we go anywhere, even cross-town how get out of anywhere

love is form, and cannot be without important substance

Not one death but many, not accumulation but change, the feed-back proves, the feed-back is the law

what pudor pejorocracy affronts how awe, night-rest and neighborhood can rot what breeds where dirtiness is law what crawls below

The body whips the soul. In its great desire it demands the elixir In the roar of spring, transmutations.

by night only crazy things like the full moon and the whippoorwill and us, are busy.

Is it not the play of the mind we are after? Is it not that that shows a mind is there at all?

The Canadian voice is still too rustic.