Ezra Pound

(30 October 1885 – 1 November 1972 / Hailey / Idaho)

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.

Submitted: Friday, January 03, 2003

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  • Pankaj Saksena (10/28/2009 11:58:00 PM)

    @ 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. (Report) Reply

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