Poetic Eggs Poem by Ezra Pound

Poetic Eggs

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I am a grave poetic hen
That lays poetic eggs
And to enhance my temperament
A little quiet begs.

We make the yolk philosophy,
True beauty the albumen.
And then gum on a shell of form
To make the screed sound human.

Thursday, April 1, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: philosophy
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Ezra Pound

Ezra Pound

Hailey / Idaho
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