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Personae of Ezra Pound


age weareth for a cloak.
 
 I was quite strong—at least they said
so—The young men at the sword-play;But I have put aside this
folly, being gayIn another fashion that more suiteth me.
 
 I
have curled mid the boles of the ash wood,I have hidden my face
where the oakSpread his leaves over me, and the yokeOf the
old ways of men have I cast aside.
 
 By the still pool of Mar-nan-
othaHave I found me a brideThat was a dog-wood tree some
syne.She hath called me from mine old waysShe hath hushed
my rancour of council,Bidding me praise
 
 Naught but the wind
that flutters in the leaves.
 
 She hath drawn me from mine old
ways,Till men say that I am mad;But I have seen the sorrow of
men, and am glad,For I know that the wailing and bitterness are a
folly.And I? I have put aside all folly and all grief.I wrapped
my tears in an ellum leafAnd left them under a stoneAnd now
men call me mad because I have thrownAll folly from me,
putting it asideTo leave the old barren ways of men,Because
my brideIs a pool of the wood, andThough all men say that I
am madIt is only that I am glad,Very glad, for my bride hath
toward me a great loveThat is sweeter than the love of
womenThat plague and burn and drive one away.
 
 Aie-e! 'Tis
true that I am gayQuite gay, for I have her alone hereAnd no
man troubleth us.
 
 Once when I was among the young
men....And they said I was quite strong, among the young
men.Once there was a woman........ but I forget.... she
was........ I hope she will not come again.
 
 .... I do not
remember....I think she hurt me once, but....That was very long
ago.
 
 I do not like to remember things any more.
 
 I like one
little band of winds that blowIn the ash trees here:For we are
quite aloneHere mid the ash trees.
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Prefatory note at end of volume.
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