Ezra Pound

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

Leave-Taking Near Shoku - Poem by Ezra Pound

They say the roads of Sanso are steep,
Sheer as the mountains.
The walls rise in a man's face,
Clouds grow out of the hill
at his horse's bridle.
Sweet trees are on the paved way of the Shin,
Their trunks burst through the paving,
And freshets are bursting their ice
in the midst of Shoku, a proud city.
Men's fates are already set,
There is no need of asking diviners.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 1, 2010



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