Ezra Pound Manifesto

The passion’s free without pentameter. The word, more than the sum of all its parts. Oppose the cosmic poet’s well-worn phrase. Descriptive hue; green, sunlit energy. Free, open verse: eternity’s white space. The spirit: forlorn faces in a crowd. Imagine death: ghost-blossoms on a bough. photo by Jacqueline Casey

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For My Friend, William

Photo by J. Casey “For My Friend, William!” Oh, William, others now have ‘attitude’. Your sonnets broken into Flarf and sent. The Moderns make more humble pie of you and some do call your ‘summer’s day’ a vent! Oh, William, where must soulful poet step: avoidance of all passion voids true love! They know not…

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