Poems by Ezra Pound
Salutation The Second
... Here they are with nothing archaic about them ...
Night Litany
... Have seen this thing, out of their far courses ...
Donna Mi Prega
... Safe may'st thou go my canzon whither thee pleaseth ...
Commission
... Go also to the nerve-racked, go to the enslaved-by-convention, ...
Post Mortem Conspectu
... A brown, fat babe sitting in the lotus, ...
The Three Poets
... The first has written a long elegy to 'Chloris', ...
Exiles Letter
... blue jade, With boats floating, and the sound of mouth-organs and ...
In Exitum Cuiusdam
... Or slacked his hand-grip when you first gripped fame ...
To Formianus Young Lady Friend
... You are the friend of Formianus, the vendor of cosmetics, ...
Ballatetta
... Lest they should parch too swiftly, where she passes ...
Homage To Sextus Propertius - XI
... . . . Though you walk in the Via Sacra, with a peacock's tail for a fan ...
Poem
... Pottering over small fires, cleaning their mess-tins: ...
Tempora
... ' She says, 'May my poems be printed this week ...
L'Homme Moyen Sensuel
... From these he (Radway) learnt, from provosts and from editors unyielding ...
The Patterns
... Her children have never discovered her adulteries ...
