Three spirits came to me
And drew me apart
To where the olive boughs
Lay stripped upon the ground:
Pale carnage beneath bright mist.

(C) Ezra Pound
03/26/2017


Best Poems of Ezra Pound

• Alf-s Fourth Bit
• Canto Xlv
• Before Sleep
• The River-merchants Wife: A Letter
• The Bath Tub
• Erat Hora
• A Girl
• The City Of Choan
• Meditatio
• Alba
• Tenzone
• A Virginal
• Lart
• Ité
• A Pact
• Masks
• Canto 13
• The Needle
• The Spring
• Liu Che
• A Song Of The Degrees