Ezra Pound

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

Ezra Pound Poems

241. A Song Of The Degrees 4/1/2010
242. Canto I 1/13/2003
243. Before Sleep 1/3/2003
244. Ancient Music 1/3/2003
245. An Immorality 1/3/2003
246. Alba 1/3/2003
247. A Pact 1/3/2003
248. And The Days Are Not Full Enough 1/3/2003
249. A Girl 1/3/2003
250. In A Station Of The Metro 1/3/2003
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In A Station Of The Metro

The apparition of these faces in the crowd;
petals on a wet, black bough.

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The Garrett

Come, let us pity those who are better off than we are.
Come, my friend, and remember
      that the rich have butlers and no friends,
And we have friends and no butlers.
Come, let us pity the married and the unmarried.

Dawn enters with little feet
      like a gilded Pavlova
And I am near my desire.

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