Treasure Island

Ezra Pound

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

Ancient Music


Winter is icummen in,
Lhude sing Goddamm.
Raineth drop and staineth slop,
And how the wind doth ramm!
Sing: Goddamm.

Skiddeth bus and sloppeth us,
An ague hath my ham.
Freezeth river, turneth liver,
Damn you, sing: Goddamm.

Goddamm, Goddamm, 'tis why I am, Goddamm,
So 'gainst the winter's balm.

Sing goddamm, damm, sing Goddamm.
Sing goddamm, sing goddamm, DAMM.

Submitted: Friday, January 03, 2003

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  • Brian Jani (6/19/2014 5:11:00 AM)

    Strong poetry there, i didn't quite understand it, not because its bad its because important quite new to poetry (Report) Reply

  • Stanton Hager (8/20/2006 5:20:00 AM)

    A wonderfully funny parody for modern times of the famous Middle English lyric (c.1260) 'Summer is icumen in, ' known in anthologies as 'The Cuckoo Song.' (Report) Reply

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