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