Charles Olson was a postmodern poet, sort of Jack Kerouac, in verse. Separated by twelve years, both men came from Central Massachusetts, — Olson from Worcester, Kerouac from nearby Lowell – a twenty-mile distance probably shorter if the crow flies. Both men went to Harvard, but Olson was huge: six foot six in his stocking feet and weighed about 250 pounds; Kerouac was slight easily half that soaking wet. Both left the Bay State, only Charlie returned.
His size was stunning, and he had the prophetic nickname of “the Bull,” Before he was a poet he was renown for his oratory skills — Venus is trine his ascendant from the ninth. So it’s no surprise then that his ascendant was in Taurus. How could it be anything but?
His chart too has plenty of signs that poetry was his beat — Neptune in Cancer opposite his Midheaven and Mercury, the preponderance in the ninth house and in Capricorn, also his focal determinator, is a good place for rhythm. Charlie kept the beat, where ever he roamed and when he read his works, one thought of Carlyle’s quote, “literary men are a perpetual priesthood that one longs to hear.” 1 Thos. Carlyle, State of German Literature c. 1827 for Charlie’s chart shows, “poets are born, not made.” 2 poeta nascitur non fit, Sir Philip Sidney c. 1581 .Continue reading “C108 Postmodern Scribbles, Charles Olson”
- 1Thos. Carlyle, State of German Literature c. 1827
- 2poeta nascitur non fit, Sir Philip Sidney c. 1581