Ezra Pound

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

Ité - Poem by Ezra Pound

Go, my songs, seek your praise from the young
and from the intolerant,
Move among the lovers of perfection alone.
Seek ever to stand in the hard Sophoclean light
And take you wounds from it gladly.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

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