Leo Yankevich

Farrell, Pennsylvania
Leo Yankevich
Farrell, Pennsylvania
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Ezra Pound Enters The Tent

Rating: 3.7
No, this is not a station in the metro,
this is an open cage outside of Pisa.
Ezra Pound now sits inside of it,
his beard a burning bush of grief made new.
Gazing at the moon, and looking retro,
the better craftsman grins to bars, and sees a
night of stars implode, his touched eyes lit
and posed for labour. If not he, then who
will scribble truth into a timeless croon?
Twenty-five days will pass before the good
guys offer him a tent, his face now wood,
his psyche worn by rain and sun and moon.
He leaves the cage, and is assisted in,
his mouth ajar, his grin not quite a grin.
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COMMENTS
Cat Tiger 08 July 2009
A poem worthy of this immortal scribe.
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Raveendran . 24 December 2007
Thank you for sharing.The non transparent structure makes it beautiful and enigmatic.
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