A Poem about Lemonade

Oh, delicious lemonade, so cool and refreshing, A drink that brings joy to all who are wishing. Citrusy sweetness fills the air, As we sip and savor, without a care. The sun shines bright, casting warm rays, Bringing life to our skin, in every way. Lemon zest and sugar, a perfect blend, Creating a taste […]

About Wedding Dress

About Wedding Dress

In the realm of love’s sacred dance, Where two souls unite in a chance, Lies the tale of a sacred dress, Woven of dreams and tenderness. A fabric spun with blushing silk, Embracing hope that time can’t wilt, With ivory threads, a tapestry, Of a love with pure transparency. Behold, the wedding dress divine, A […]

Villonaud for This Yule poem – Ezra Pound poems

Towards the Noel that morte saison (Christ make the shepherds’ homage dear!) Then when the grey wolves everychone Drink of the winds their chill small-beer And lap o’ the snows food’s gueredon Then makyth my heart his yule-tide cheer (Skoal! with the dregs if the clear be gone!) Wineing the ghosts of yester-year. Ask […]

Villanelle: The Psychological Hour poem – Ezra Pound poems

I had over prepared the event, that much was ominous. With middle-ageing care I had laid out just the right books. I had almost turned down the pages. Beauty is so rare a thing. So few drink of my fountain. So much barren regret, So many hours wasted! And now I watch, from the […]

These Fought in Any Case poem – Ezra Pound poems

These fought in any case, and some believing pro domo, in any case ….. Died some, pro patria, walked eye-deep in hell believing in old men’s lies, then unbelieving came home, home to a lie, home to many deceits, home to old lies and new infamy; usury age-old and age-thick and liars in public […]

The Tree poem – Ezra Pound poems

I stood still and was a tree amid the wood, Knowing the truth of things unseen before; Of Daphne and the laurel bow And that god-feasting couple old that grew elm-oak amid the wold. ‘Twas not until the gods had been Kindly entreated, and been brought within Unto the hearth of their heart’s home […]

The Summons poem – Ezra Pound poems

I can not bow to woo thee With honey words and flower kisses And the dew of sweet half-truths Fallen on the grass of old quaint love-tales Of broidered days foredone. Nor in the murmurous twilight May I sit below thee, Worshiping in whispers Tremulous as far-heard bells. All these things have I known […]

The Seeing Eye poem – Ezra Pound poems

The small dogs look at the big dogs; They observe unwieldy dimensions And curious imperfections of odor. Here is the formal male group: The young men look upon their seniors, They consider the elderly mind And observe its inexplicable correlations. Said Tsin-Tsu: It is only in small dogs and the young That we find […]

The Seafarer poem – Ezra Pound poems

(From the early Anglo-Saxon text) May I for my own self song’s truth reckon, Journey’s jargon, how I in harsh days Hardship endured oft. Bitter breast-cares have I abided, Known on my keel many a care’s hold, And dire sea-surge, and there I oft spent Narrow nightwatch nigh the ship’s head While she tossed […]