Sounds go dressed in colors, and colors contain music. Objects and people acquire a powerful singularity. We feel fully, acutely alive. All this can come of a pipeload of hashish, or a few lines of poetry attentively read. The hashish, however, leads to torpor and loss of will.
Poetry invigorates the mind like a wad of coca leaf.
It is lightning on paper. John Olson's latest work is a full collection of poetry titled Echo Regime from Black Square Editions.