Ezra Pound (30 October 1885 – 1 November 1972 / Hailey / Idaho)
Poems by Ezra Pound : 5 / 249
A Pact
I make a pact with you, Walt Whitman -
I have detested you long enough.
I come to you as a grown child
Who has had a pig-headed father;
I am old enough now to make friends.
It was you that broke the new wood,
Now is a time for carving.
We have one sap and one root -
Let there be commerce between us.
Ezra Pound
Submitted: Friday, January 03, 2003
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Poems by Ezra Pound : 5 / 249
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@ Stanton Hager - I think no one, as poetry is all but dead in this new age of confusion. The crap that those post-modernists can not be called poetry by sane people.
I wonder who will be the next GREAT poet in English to make a 'pact' with Pound...