Ezra Pound

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

Fratres Minores - Poem by Ezra Pound

With minds still hovering above their testicles
Certain poets here and in France
Still sigh over established and natural fact
Long since fully discussed by Ovid.
They howl. They complain in delicate and exhausted metres
That the twitching of three abdominal nerves
Is incapable of producing a lasting Nirvana.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 1, 2010

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