Excerpted from "Maximus to Gloucester, Letter 27 (withheld)" by Charles Olson

An American

is a complex of occasions,

themselves a geometry

of spatial nature.

I have this sense

that I am one

with my skin

Plus this—plus this:

that forever the geography

which leans in

on me I compell

backwards I compell Gloucester

to yield, to

change


Polis

is this