December 2, 2011
A "best of" list of poems would definitely be incomplete without a couple by poetic icon Ezra Pound - drinker, perennial expatriate, socialist, influencer of many including Eliot, Cummings, William Carlos Williams - Pounds poetry defines the term Modernist.
This is one of my favorite Ezra Pound poems; because it is a consummate love poem - not in the tradition of the great lover Pablo Neruda, but in the tradition and using the imagery of the master, Ezra Pound.
btw, don't you love the mug shot ->
This is the first insertion of this weeks "Famous Poems" series! Our daily poems this week will feature more well-known poems from well-known and internationally recognized Poets, like the infamous Ezra Pound.
However famous these poems may be, however famous or infamous the poets are for this series, we will still be presenting you with poems that are - in the best eNOTHING tradition - just a little bit "off the wall".
This classic by Ezra Pound proves to be no exception...enjoy - and comment, Please!!!
by Ezra Pound
The tree has entered my hands,
The sap has ascended my arms,
The tree has grown in my breast-
The branches grow out of me, like arms.
Tree you are,
Moss you are,
You are violets with wind above them.
A child - so high - you are,
And all this is folly to the world.