Ezra Pound

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

Ezra Pound Poems

121. L'Homme Moyen Sensuel 4/1/2010
122. Liu Ch'E 4/1/2010
123. M. Pom-Pom 4/1/2010
124. Marvoil 4/1/2010
125. Masks 1/1/2004
126. Mauberley 4/1/2010
127. Medallion 1/1/2004
128. Meditatio 1/3/2003
129. Mesmerism 4/1/2010
130. Middle-Aged 4/1/2010
131. Moeurs Contemporaines 4/1/2010
132. Monumentum Aere, Etc. 4/1/2010
133. Mr. Housman's Message 4/1/2010
134. Mr. Nixon 4/1/2010
135. N. Y. 4/1/2010
136. Na Audiart 4/1/2010
137. National Song (E.C.) 4/1/2010
138. Near Perigord 4/1/2010
139. Nicotine 1/1/2004
140. Night Litany 4/1/2010
141. Notes For Canto Cxx 1/20/2003
142. Of Jacopo Del Sellaio 4/1/2010
143. Old Idea Of Choan By Rosoriu 4/1/2010
144. Ole Kate 4/1/2010
145. On His Own Face In A Glass 4/1/2010
146. Ortus 4/1/2010
147. Our Contemporaries 4/1/2010
148. Pagani’s, November 8 4/1/2010
149. Pan Is Dead 4/1/2010
150. Paracelsus In Excelsis 4/1/2010
151. Phanopoeia 4/1/2010
152. Phyllidula 4/1/2010
153. Piccadilly 4/1/2010
154. Piere Vidal Old 4/1/2010
155. Planh For The Young English King 4/1/2010
156. Poem 4/1/2010
157. Poem By The Bridge At Ten-Shin 4/1/2010
158. Poetic Eggs 4/1/2010
159. Portrait D'Une Femme 1/3/2003
160. Post Mortem Conspectu 4/1/2010
Best Poem of Ezra Pound

A Girl

The tree has entered my hands,
The sap has ascended my arms,
The tree has grown in my breast -
Downward,
The branches grow out of me, like arms.

Tree you are,
Moss you are,
You are violets with wind above them.
A child - so high - you are,
And all this is folly to the world.

Read the full of A Girl

The Needle

Come, or the stellar tide will slip away.
Eastward avoid the hour of its decline,
Now! for the needle trembles in my soul!

Here have we had the vantage, the good hour.
Here we have had our day, your day and mine.
Come now, before this power
That bears us up, shall turn against the pole.
Mock not the flood of stars, the thing's to be.

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