Charles Olson Poems
- Maximus, To Himself I have had to learn the simplest ...
- As the Dead Prey Upon Us As the dead prey upon us, they are ...
- The Songs of Maximus: SONG 2 all wrong And I ...
- The Songs of Maximus: SONG 1 colored ...
- Maximus, to Gloucester: Letter... . . . . . tell you? ha! who ...
- The Librarian The landscape (the landscape!) again: ...
- The Kingfishers 1 What does not change / is the will to ...
Charles Olson (27 December 1910 – 10 January 1970), was a second generation American modernist poet who was a link between earlier figures such as Ezra Pound and William Carlos Williams and the New American poets, which includes the New York School, the Black Mountain School, the Beat poets, and the San Francisco Renaissance. Consequently, many postmodern groups, such as the poets of the language school, include Olson as a primary and precedent figure. He described himself not so much as a poet or writer but as "an archeologist of morning." more »
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Maximus, To Himself
I have had to learn the simplest things
last. Which made for difficulties.
Even at sea I was slow, to get the hand out, or to cross
a wet deck.
The sea was not, finally, my trade.
But even my trade, at it, I stood estranged
from that which was most familiar. Was delayed,
and not content with the man's argument
that such postponement
is now the nature of
that we are all late
in a slow time,
that we grow up many
And the single
is not ...