To-Em-Meps ‘The Unmoving Cloud’ (Ezra Pound Poems)
IThe clouds have gathered, and gathered, and the rain falls and falls,The eight ply of the heavens are all folded ...
IThe clouds have gathered, and gathered, and the rain falls and falls,The eight ply of the heavens are all folded ...
Golden rose the house, in the portal I sawthee, a marvel, carven in subtle stuff, aportent. Life died down in ...
When earth's last thesis is copiedFrom the theses that went before,When idea from fact has departedAnd bare-boned factlets shall bore,When ...
The very small children in patched clothing,Being smitten with an unusual wisdom,Stopped in their play as she passed themAnd cried ...
The salmon-trout drifts in the stream,The soul of the salmon-trout floats over the streamLike a little wafer of light.The salmon ...
When I was only a youngster,Sing: toodle doodlede ootlOle Kate would git her 'arf a pintAnd wouldn't' giv' a damn ...
Half a loaf, half a loaf,Half a loaf? Urn-hum?Down through the vale of gloomSlouched the ten million,Onward th' 'ungry blokes,Crackin' ...
'Tis but a vague, invarious delightAs gold that rains about some buried king.As the fine flakes,When tourists frolickingStamp on his ...
Aye! I am a poet and upon my tombShall maidens scatter rose leavesAnd men myrtles, ere the nightSlays day with ...
'We are 'ere met togetherin this momentous hower,Ter lick th' bankers' dirty bootsan' keep the Bank in power.'We are 'ere ...
Gladstone was still respected,When John Ruskin produced'King's Treasuries'; SwinburneAnd Rossetti still abused.Foetid Buchanan lifted up his voiceWhen that faun's head ...
O my fellow sufferers, songs of my youth,A lot of asses praise you because you are 'virile',We, you, I! We ...
FROM THE FRENCH OF JOACHIM DU BELLAYO thou new comer who seek'st Rome in RomeAnd find'st in Rome no thing ...
The red and green kingfishersflash between the orchids and clover,One bird casts its gleam on another.Green vines hang through the ...
Be in me as the eternal moods of the bleak wind, and not As transient ...
FROM CHARLES D'ORLEANSGod! that mad'st her well regard her,How she is so fair and bonny;For the great charms that are ...
'Being no longer human, why should IPretend humanity or don the frail attire?Men have I known and men, but never ...
My City, my beloved, my white! Ah, slender,Listen! Listen to me, and I will breathe into thee a soul.Delicately upon ...
After Valerius CatullusAll Hail! young lady with a noseby no means too small,With a foot unbeautiful,and with eyes that are ...
Cydonian Spring with her attendant train,Maelids and water-girls,Stepping beneath a boisterous wind from Thrace,Throughout this sylvan placeSpreads the bright tips,And ...
Beautiful, tragical faces-Ye that were whole, and are so sunken;And, O ye vile, ye that might have been loved,That are ...
Blue, blue is the grass about the riverAnd the willows have overfilled the close garden.And within, the mistress, in the ...
They say the roads of Sanso are steep,Sheer as the mountains.The walls rise in a man's face,Clouds grow out of ...
'Thank you, whatever comes.' And then she turnedAnd, as the ray of sun on hanging flowersFades when the wind hath ...
The girl in the tea shopIs not so beautiful as she was,The August has worn against her.She does not get ...
On a certain one's departure'Time's bitter flood'! Oh, that's all very well,But where's the old friend hasn't fallen off,Or slacked ...
Why does the horse-faced lady of just the unmentionable ageWalk down Longacre reciting Swinburne to herself, inaudibly?Why does the small ...
The bashful AridesHas married an ugly wife,He was bored with his manner of life,Indifferent and discouraged he thought he might ...
How many will come after mesinging as well as I sing, none better;Telling the heart of their truthas I have ...
The sky-like limpid eyes,The circular infant's face,The stiffness from spats to collarNever relaxing into grace;The heavy memories of Horeb, Sinai ...
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