Sunday, September 12

Charles Olson: The Art of Poetry No. 12


"INTERVIEWER: Do you enjoy telling young poets what they ought to do? OLSON: Oh, Jesus, God, if I ever did, may the Lord of the whole of the seven saints of India and China Buddhaland, Gangestown, and all takers this side of where the Tartars went—may they forgive me because like I am happy to have some friends here in the kitchen. I mean, wow, I’ve been very lucky, very lucky. I’m sorry, but I was born with a towel on my head."
The Paris Review

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