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Ezra Pound

Born in Idaho and raised in Pennsylvania, Ezra Pound spent most of his life in Europe and became one of the 20th century's most influential -- and controversial -- English-language poets. After…

Pound, Ezra Loomis

(Encyclopedia) Pound, Ezra Loomis, 1885–1972, American poet, critic, and translator, b. Hailey, Idaho, grad. Hamilton College, 1905, M.A. Univ. of Pennsylvania, 1906. An extremely…

Poems from the Chinese

Ezra PoundAbstractThese poems, for the most part from the chinese of Rihaku (as contained in the notes of the late Ernest Fenollosa), appeard in Cathay, Lustra, and in The New Age.…

Exile's Letter

Exile's LetterTo So-Kiu of Rakuyo, ancient friend, Chancellor Gen.SO-KIN of Rakuho, ancient friend, I now remember That you built me a special tavern, By the south side of the bridge at Ten-…

The Beautiful Toilet

The Beautiful ToiletBlue, blue is the grass about the river And the willows have overfilled the close garden. And within, the mistress, in the midmost of her youth, White, white of face,…

Song of the Bowmen of Shu

Song of the Bowmen of ShuHere we are, picking the first fern-shoots And saying: When shall we get back to our country? Here we are because we have the Ken-nin for our foemen, We have no…

Four Poems of Departure

Four Poems of DepartureLight rain is on the light dust. The willows of the inn-yard Will be going greener and greener, But you, Sir, had better take wine ere your departure, For you will have…

Fan-Piece, For Her Imperial Lord

Fan-Piece, For Her Imperial LordO fan of white silk, clear as frost on the grass-blade,You also are laid aside.Based on a 1st century BC Chinese poem

Lament of the Frontier Guard

Lament of the Frontier GuardBy the North Gate, the wind blows full of sand, Lonely from the beginning of time until now! Trees fall, the grass goes yellow with autumn. I climb the towers and…

The Jewel Stairs' Grievance

The Jewel Stairs' GrievanceThe jewelled steps are already quite white with dew, lt Is so late that the dew soaks my gauze stockings, And I let down the crystal curtain And watch the moon…