About Ezra Pound
1885 - 1972/Male/AmericanA poet and critic, Ezra Weston Loomis Pound is known for his development of Imagism, stressing clarity, precision and economy of language.
Selected Quotes
Poetry & Stories
The Bath Tub
As a bathtub lined with white porcelain,When the hot water gives out or goes tepid,
The Tree
I stood still and was a tree amid the wood,Knowing the truth of things unseen before;
Alba
As cool as the pale wet leavesof lily-of-the-valley
L’Art
Green arsenic smeared on an egg-white cloth,Crushed strawberries! Come, let us feast our eyes.
The Encounter
All the while they were talking the new moralityHer eyes explored me.
About Ezra Pound
Ezra Pound: Quick Answers
Who is Ezra Pound?
1885 - 1972/Male/AmericanA poet and critic, Ezra Weston Loomis Pound is known for his development of Imagism, stressing clarity, precision and economy of language.
Where can I read Ezra Pound's poetry?
Kavishala has 45 poems and stories by Ezra Pound, free to read on this page, along with selected quotes you can share.
Poems & Stories by Ezra Pound
The Bath Tub
As a bathtub lined with white porcelain,When the hot water gives out or goes tepid,
The Tree
I stood still and was a tree amid the wood,Knowing the truth of things unseen before;
Alba
As cool as the pale wet leavesof lily-of-the-valley
L’Art
Green arsenic smeared on an egg-white cloth,Crushed strawberries! Come, let us feast our eyes.
The Encounter
All the while they were talking the new moralityHer eyes explored me.
Ts’ai Chi’h
The petals fall in the fountain,the orange-coloured rose-leaves,
Fan-Piece, For Her Imperial Lord
O Fan of white silk,clear as frost on the grass-blade,
In A Station Of The Metro
The apparition of these faces in the crowd;Petals on a wet, black bough.
Meditatio
When I carefully consider the curious habits of dogsI am compelled to conclude
Canto 13
Kung walkedby the dynastic temple
Ancient Music
Winter is icummen in,Lhude sing Goddamm,
The Garden
En robe de parade.SamainLike a skien of loose silk blown against a wall
Selected Quotes by Ezra Pound (चुनिंदा उद्धरण)
En robe de parade.SamainLike a skien of loose silk blown against a wall
The apparition of these faces in the crowd;Petals on a wet, black bough.
O Fan of white silk,clear as frost on the grass-blade,
All the while they were talking the new moralityHer eyes explored me.
The petals fall in the fountain,the orange-coloured rose-leaves,
I stood still and was a tree amid the wood,Knowing the truth of things unseen before;
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