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Born in October 30, 1885 / Died in November 1, 1972 / United States / English

Poems by Ezra Pound

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A Girl

... Moss you are, You are violets with wind above them ...

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In A Station Of The Metro

... The apparition of these faces in the crowd ...

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The Garden

... SamainLike a skien of loose silk blown against a wall ...

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Song

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

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An Immorality

... Though rose-leaves die of grieving,Than do high deeds in Hungary ...

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Before Sleep

... Bending your passages from right to left and from left to right ...

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The River-Merchant's Wife: A Letter

... flowers. You came by on bamboo stilts, playing ...

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The Encounter

... All the while they were talking the new morality ...

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The Needle

... Move we and take the tide, with its next favour, ...

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Portrait d'Une Femme

... and yet For all this sea-hoard of deciduous things, ...

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Canto I

... Venerandam, In the Cretan's phrase, with the golden crown, Aphrodite, ...

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A Virginal

... As winter's wound with her sleight hand she staunches, ...

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The Return

... Wavering!See, they return, one, and by one, ...

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A Pact

... I make a pact with you, Walt Whitman-- ...

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Sestina: Altaforte

... May God damn for ever all who cry "Peace!"VIIAnd let the music of the swords make them crimson! ...