La Vendeuse. (Translation) . Poem by Michael Walker

La Vendeuse. (Translation) .

Elle se reposa un moment contre moi
Comme une hirondelle a moitie renversee par le vent au mur,
Et l'on parle des femmes de Swinburne,
Et de la bergere faisant la connaissance de Guido.
Et des coutisanes de Baudelaire.

- 'Shop Girl'. Ezra Pound.

Friday, August 18, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: love
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
See Poem Hunter/ Ezra Pound/ 176/250 to read the English original.
The poet writes of a memorable moment when he was accidentally touched by a beautiful shop assistant; the moment he captures is like a snapshot. It was better, he implies, than Swinburne's women or Baudelaire's harlots. I could imagine how excited he felt.
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