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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
AT THE GRAVE OF EZRA POUND, by ANNE STEVENSON Poem Explanation Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Cimmerian? Anyway, a swart day Last Line: Gather the dark against him? | |||
Venice is an excellent place to come to from Crawfordsville, Indiana. (Pavannes and Divagations) Cimmerian? Anyway, a swart day, Its silence immense, and unfinished. The leaden water pleated itself As our boat drew close to the quay. We passed through the aisle of bambini, (White stones with colored photographs, Cut flowers in tender urns, The pebbles washed, the graves shut and tidy), And found the poet from Crawfordsville In a dank, shady plot, EZRA POUND, drilled into lichened rock, Readable but not believable. No sylva nympharum shone Around him, tremulously clear. No goddess of fair knees or cave of Nerea, No gold-leaved, pleached arbor of stone. Olga alone, faithful and morose, Shared his bracket of sour undergrowth, Where someone had knelt to plant the myrtle, Covering them both. Whatever he might be writing Wrathfully against our age Moulders unheard, unwanted On that tangled page. Aletha, goddess of sea-farers, defend him. He fished by obsinate isles. In the gloom, what further betrayals Gather the dark against him? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN THE LAND WHERE WE WERE DREAMING by DANIEL BEDINGER LUCAS TO THE SHIP OF STATE by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS YELLOW CLOVER by KATHARINE LEE BATES |
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