Michael Walker

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Alba. - Poem by Michael Walker

Aussi frais que les feuilles pales et mouillees du muguet,
Elle se couchait a cote de moi a l'aube.

' Alba'. Ezra pound. 1915,2015.

This is a translation of the poem Alba by Ezra Pound

Topic(s) of this poem: love

Poet's Notes about The Poem

I read all of Pound's poems in an anthology.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 3, 2015

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 3, 2015

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