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1 " As it is there isn't a single thing isn't an opportunity for some 'alert' person, including practically everybody by the 'greed', that, they are 'alive', therefore. Etc. That, in fact, there are 'conditions'. Gravelly Hill or any sort of situation for improvement, when the Earth was properly regarded as a 'garden tenement messuage orchard and if this is nostalgia let you take a breath of April showers let's us reason how is the dampness in your nasal passage -- but I have had lunch in this 'pasture' (B. Ellery to George Girdler Smith 'gentleman' 1799, for £150)overlooking 'the town' sitting there like the Memphite lord of all Creationwith my back -- with Dogtownover the Crown of gravelly hillIt is not bad to be pissed off "
― Charles Olson , The Maximus Poems
2 " I come back to the geography of it,the land falling off to the leftwhere my father shot his scabby golfand the rest of us played baseballinto the summer darkness until no fliescould be seen and we came hometo our various piazzas where the womenbuzzedTo the left the land fell to the city,to the right, it fell to the seaI was so young my first memoryis of a tent spread to feed lobstersto Rexall conventioneers, and my father,a man for kicks, came out of the tent roaringwith a bread-knife in his teeth to take care ofthe druggist they’d told him had made a pass atmy mother, she laughing, so sure, as roundas her face, Hines pink and apple,under one of those frame hats women thenThis, is no bare incomingof novel abstract form, thisis no welter or the formsof those events, this,Greeks, is the stoppingof the battle It is the imposingof all those antecedent predecessions, the precessionsof me, the generation of those factswhich are my words, it is comingfrom all that I no longer am,yet am, the slow westward motion ofmore than I amThere is no strict personal orderfor my inheritance. No Greek will be ableto discriminate my body. An Americanis a complex of occasions,themselves a geometryof spatial nature. I have this sense,that I am onewith my skin Plus this—plus this:that forever the geographywhich leans inon me I compellbackwards I compell Gloucesterto yield, to change Polisis this "
3 " I come back to the geography of it,the land falling off to the leftwhere my father shot his scabby golfand the rest of us played baseballinto the summer darkness until no fliescould be seen and we came hometo our various piazzas where the womenbuzzed (…) No Greek will be ableto discriminate my body. An Americanis a complex of occasions,themselves a geometryof spatial nature.I have this sense,that I am onewith my skinPlus this—plus this:that forever the geographywhich leans inon me I compellbackwards I compell Gloucesterto yield, to change Polisis this "