Ezra Pound Poems

At the table beyond us
With her little suede slippers off,
With her white-stocking'd feet
Carefully kept from the floor by a napkin,
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Golden rose the house, in the portal I saw
thee, a marvel, carven in subtle stuff, a
portent. Life died down in the lamp and flickered,
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Shades of Callimachus, Coan ghosts of Philetas
It is in your grove I would walk,
I who come first from the clear font
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Let some new lying ass,
Who knows not what is or was,
Talk economics,
Pay for his witless noise,
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For a moment she rested against me
Like a swallow half blown to the wall,
And they talk of Swinburne's women,
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Fu I

Fu I loved the high cloud and the hill,
Alas, he died of alcohol.
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Let us build here an exquisite friendship,
The flame, the autumn, and the green rose of love
Fought out their strife here, 'tis a place of wonder;
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Nine adulteries, 12 liaisons, 64 fornications and
something approaching a rape
Rest nightly upon the soul of our delicate friend
Florialis,
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Beautiful, tragical faces—
Ye that were whole, and are so sunken;
And, O ye vile, ye that might have been loved,
That are so sodden and drunken,
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The baby new to earth and sky
Has never until now
Unto himself the question put
Or asked us if the cow
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