...wood, Now is a time for carving. We have one sap and one root — Let there be commerce between us. IN A STATION OF THE METRO The apparition of these faces in the crowd : Petals on a wet, black bough . Ezra Pound [12] Mother Earth MOTHER EARTH Oh a grand old time has the earth In the long long life...

...The petals fall in the fountain, the orange-coloured rose-leaves, Their ochre clings to the stone. IN A STATION OF THE METRO The apparition of these faces in the crowd; Petals on a wet, black bough. ALBA As cool as the pale wet leaves of lily-of-the-valley She lay beside me in the dawn. HEATHER The...

...speak softly of us In days hereafter, the shadowy flowers of Orcus Remember thee. Ezra Pound [1884- ] IN A STATION OF THE METRO The apparition of these faces in the crowd; Petals on a wet, black bough. Ezra Pound [1884- ] PRAYER God, though this life is but a wraith, Although we know not what we use,...

...us In days hereafter, The shadowy flowers of Orcus Remember Thee. or this brief and brilliant flash: IN A STATION OF THE METRO The apparition of these faces in the crowd; Petals on a wet, black bough. Tnroughout the volume one senses, even in the best of his technical pieces, that decadence which appraises...

...intellectual and emotional complex in an instant of time."8 The poem—" In a Station of the Metro," follows : The apparition of these faces in the crowd ; Petals on a wet black bough — « " Poetry," II, p. 12. It is not surprising that this closely packed figure fails to appeal to...

...intellectual and emotional complex in an instant of time."9 The poem—" In a Station of the Metro," follows : The apparition of these faces in the crowd ; Petals on a wet black bough — 3 " Poetry," II, p. 12. It is not surprising that this closely packed figure fails to appeal to...

...waters. Let the gods speak softly of us In days hereafter, the shadowy flowers of Orcus Remember thee. IN A STATION OF THE METRO The apparition of these...crowd ; Petals on a wet, black bough. Louis Untermeyer ,/f" Louis Untermeyer was born October I, 1885, in New York City, where he has lived, except for brief...

...: I see in you the estuary that enlarges and spreads itself grandly as its pours in the great sea. The apparition of these faces in the crowd; Petals on a wet, black bough. A contemporary American poet, Adelaide Crapsey, has written many "cinquains," free verse poems in five...

...violets with wind above them. A child — so high — you are; And all this is folly to the world. IN A STATION OF THE METRO The apparition of these faces in the crowd; Petals on a wet, black bough. BALLAD OF THE GOODLY FERE 1 (Simon Zelotes speaketh it somewhile after the Crucifixion) Ha' we lost...

...violets with wind above them. A child — so high — you are; And all this is folly to the world. IN A STATION OF THE METRO The apparition of these faces in the crowd ; Petals on a wet, black bough. BALLAD OF THE GOODLY FERE 1 (Simon Zelotes speaketh it somewhile after the Crucifixion) Ha' we lost...