I have seen enough: ugliness
in the streets,
and in the flesh I love
I have gone as far as I will go: justice
is not distributable, outside
or in
I have had all I intend
of cause or man: the unselected
(my own) is enough
to be bothered with. Today
I sever beauty of selection alone
---and without enormous reference to stones
or to the tramp of worms
in the veins. Image
can be exact to fact, or
how is this art twin to what is,
what was,
what goes on?
America, Europe, Asia
I have no further use for you: your clamor
divides me from love,
and from new noises.
Charles Olson
from The Before Columbus Foundation Poetry Anthology
