Section: «Poems»

Verse (ancient Greek ὁ στίχος — row, structure), a term in versification used in several meanings: artistic speech organized by division into rhythmically commensurate segments; poetry in the narrow sense; in particular, it implies the properties of versification of a particular tradition ("antique verse", "Akhmatova's verse", etc.); a line of poetic text organized according to a certain rhythmic pattern ("My uncle of the most honest rules").

he Pennycandystore Beyond The El

The pennycandystore beyond the Elis where i firstfell in lovewith unrealityJellybeans glowed in the semi-gloomof that september afternoonA cat upon..

© Lawrence Ferlinghetti

Number 8

It was a face which darkness could killin an instanta face as easily hurtby laughter or light'We think differently at night'she told me oncelying..

© Lawrence Ferlinghetti

Wild Dreams Of A New Beginning

There's a breathless hush on the freeway tonightBeyond the ledges of concreterestaurants fall into dreamswith candlelight couplesLost Alexandria..

© Lawrence Ferlinghetti

The Plough Of Time

Night closed my windows andThe sky became a crystal houseThe crystal windows glowedThe moonshown through themthrough the whole house of crystalA..

© Lawrence Ferlinghetti

Don'T Let That Horse

Don't let that horseeat that violincried Chagall's motherBut hekept right onpaintingAnd became famousAnd kept on paintingThe Horse With Violin In..

© Lawrence Ferlinghetti

Sometime During Eternity

ometime during eternitysome guys show upand one of themwho shows up real lateis a kind of carpenterfrom some square-type placelike Galileeand he..

© Lawrence Ferlinghetti

Constantly Risking Absurdity

Constantly risking absurdityand deathwhenever he performsabove the headsof his audiencethe poet like an acrobatclimbs on rimeto a high wire of his..

© Lawrence Ferlinghetti

I Am Waiting

I am waiting for my case to come upand I am waitingfor a rebirth of wonderand I am waitingfor someone to really discover Americaand wailand I am..

© Lawrence Ferlinghetti

The World Is A Beautiful Place

The world is a beautiful placeto be born intoif you don't mind happinessnot always beingso very much funif you don't mind a touch of hellnow and..

© Lawrence Ferlinghetti

Canto XXXVI

A Lady asks meI speak in seasonShe seeks reason for an affect, wild oftenThat is so proud he hath Love for a nameWho denys it can hear the truth..

© Ezra Pound

Canto XVI

And before hell mouth; dry plainand two mountains;On the one mountain, a running form,and anotherIn the turn of the hill; in hard steelThe road like..

© Ezra Pound

Canto Xlv

With UsuraWith usura hath no man a house of good stoneeach block cut smooth and well fittingthat design might cover their face,with usurahath no man..

© Ezra Pound

To Êáëüí (Greek Title)

Even in my dreams you have denied yourself to meAnd sent me only your handmaids.

© Ezra Pound

Homage To Sextus Propertius - Viii

Jove, be merciful to that unfortunate womanOr an ornamental death will be held to your debit,The time is come, the air heaves in torridity,The dry..

© Ezra Pound

Translations And Adaptations From Heine

FROM ‘DIE HEIMKEHR'IIs your hate, then, of such measure?Do you, truly, so detest me?Through all the world will I complainOf how you have addressed..

© Ezra Pound

Old Idea Of Choan By Rosoriu

IThe narrow streets cut into the wide highway at Choan,Dark oxen, white horses,drag on the seven coaches with outriders.The coaches are perfumed..

© Ezra Pound

Homage To Sextus Propertius - X

.Light, light of my eyes, at an exceeding late hour I was wandering,And intoxicated,and no servant was leading me,And a minute crowd of small boys..

© Ezra Pound

Homage To Quintus Septimus Florentis Christianus

I(Ex libris Graecæ)Theodorus will be pleased at my death,And .someone else will be pleased at the death of Theodoras,And yet everyone speaks evil of..

© Ezra Pound

Homage To Sextus Propertius - Vii

Me happy, night, night full of brightness;Oh couch made happy by iny long delectations;How many words talked out with abundant candles;Struggles when..

© Ezra Pound

Of Jacopo Del Sellaio

This man knew out the secret ways of love,No man could paint such things who did not know.And now she's gone, who was his Cyprian,And you are here..

© Ezra Pound

Satiemus

What if I know thy speeches word by word?And if thou knew'st I knew them wouldst thou speak?What if I know thy speeches word by word,And all the time..

© Ezra Pound

Paracelsus In Excelsis

‘Being no longer human, why should IPretend humanity or don the frail attire?Men have I known and men, but never oneWas grown so free an essence, or..

© Ezra Pound

Homage To Sextus Propertius - Vi

When, when, and whenever death closes our eyelids,Moving naked over AcheronUpon the one raft, victor and conquered together,Marius and Jugurtha..

© Ezra Pound

Homage To Sextus Propertius - Ix

1The twisted rhombs ceased their clamour of accompaniment;The scorched laurel lay in the fire-dust;The moon still declined to descend out of..

© Ezra Pound

Her Monument, The Image Cut Thereon

FROM THE ITALIAN OF LEOPARDISuch wast thou,Who art nowBut buried dust and rusted skeleton.Above the bones and mire,Motionless, placed in vain,Mute..

© Ezra Pound