Section: «Poems»
Verse (ancient Greek ὁ στίχος — row, structure), a term in versification used in several meanings:
artistic speech organized by division into rhythmically commensurate segments; poetry in the narrow sense; in particular, it implies the properties of versification of a particular tradition ("antique verse", "Akhmatova's verse", etc.);
a line of poetic text organized according to a certain rhythmic pattern ("My uncle of the most honest rules").
Poem By The Bridge At Ten-Shin
March has come to the bridge head,Peach boughs and apricot boughs hang over a thousandgates,At morning there are flowers to cut the heart,And evening..
© Ezra Pound
Au Salon
Her grave, sweet haughtinessPleaseth me, and in like wiseHer quiet ironies.Others are beautiful, none more, some less.I suppose, when poetry comes..
© Ezra Pound
The Gypsy
That was the top of the walk, when he said:'Have you seen any others, any of our lot,With apes or bears?'A brown upstanding fellowNot like the..
© Ezra Pound
Les Millwin
The little Millwins attend the Russian Ballet.The mauve and greenish souls of the little MillwinsWere seen lying along the upper seatsLike so many..
© Ezra Pound
Yeux Glauques
Gladstone was still respected,When John Ruskin produced'King's Treasuries'; SwinburneAnd Rossetti still abused.Foetid Buchanan lifted up his..
© Ezra Pound
Exile’s Letter
To So-Kin of Rakuyo, ancient friend, Chancellor ofGen.Now I remember that you built me a special tavernBy the south side of the bridge at..
© Ezra Pound
Come To My Cantilations
Come my cantilations,Let us dump our hatreds into one bunch and be done with them,Hot sun, clear water, fresh wind,Let me be free of pavements,Let me..
© Ezra Pound
Homage To Sextus Propertius - Iii
Midnight, and a letter comes to me from our mistress:Telling me to come to Tibur:At once!!'Bright tips reach up from twin towers,'Anienan spring..
© Ezra Pound
To-Em-Meps ‘the Unmoving Cloud'
IThe clouds have gathered, and gathered,and the rain falls and falls,The eight ply of the heavensare all folded into one darkness,And the wide, flat..
© Ezra Pound
Dompna Pois De Me No'Us Cal
FROM THE PROVENCAL OF EN BERTRANS DE BORNLady, since you care nothing for me,And since you have shut me away from youCauselessly,I know not wnere to..
© Ezra Pound
Monumentum Aere, Etc.
You say that I take a good deal upon myself;That I strut in the robes of assumption.In a few years no one will remember the buffo,No one will..
© Ezra Pound
The Faun
Ha! sir, I have seen you sniffing and snoozlingabout among my flowers.And what, pray, do you know abouthorticulture, you capriped?'Come, Auster, come..
© Ezra Pound
Salvationists
ICome, my songs, let us speak of perfectionWe shall get ourselves rather disliked.IIAh yes, my songs, let us resurrectThe very excellent term..
© Ezra Pound
Cantus Planus
The black panther lies under his rose treeAnd the fawns come to sniff at his sides:Evoe, Evoe, Evoe Baccho, OZAGREUS, Zagreus, Zagreus,The black..
© Ezra Pound
Ortus
How have I laboured?How have I not labouredTo bring her soul to birth,To give these elements a name and a centre!She is beautiful as the sunlight..
© Ezra Pound
Tempora
Io! Io! Tamuz!The Dryad staiids in my court-yardWith plaintive, querulous crying.(Tamuz. Io! Tamuz!)Oh, no, she is not crying: 'Tamuz.'She says, 'May..
© Ezra Pound
The Bellaires
The good BellairesDo not understand the conduct of this world's affairs.In fact they understood them so badlyThat they have had to cross the..
© Ezra Pound
Pagani’s, November 8
Suddenly discovering in the eyes of the very beautifulNormande cocotteThe eyes of the very learned British Museum assistant.
© Ezra Pound
Simulacra
Why does the horse-faced lady of just the unmentionable ageWalk down Longacre reciting Swinburne to herself, inaudibly?Why does the small child in..
© Ezra Pound
Gentildonna
She passed and left no quiver in the veins, who nowMoving among the trees, and clingingin the air she severed,Fanning the grass she walked on then..
© Ezra Pound
Dum Capitolium Scandet
How many will come after mesinging as well as I sing, none better;Telling the heart of their truthas I have taught them to tell it;Fruit of my seed,O..
© Ezra Pound
Provincia Deserta
At Rochecoart,Where the hills partin three ways,And three valleys, full of winding roads,Fork out to south and north,There is a place of trees . . ...
© Ezra Pound
South-Folk In Cold Country
The Dai horse neighs against the bleak wind of Etsu,The birds of Etsu have no love for En, in the north,Emotion is born out of habit.Yesterday we..
© Ezra Pound
The Patterns
Erinna is a model parent,Her children have never discovered her adulteries.Lalage is also a model parent,Her offspring are fat and happy.
© Ezra Pound
Image From D'Orleans
Young men riding in the streetIn the bright new seasonSpur without reasonCausing their steeds to leap.And at the pace they keepTheir horses' armoured..
© Ezra Pound