M'amour, m'amour
what do I love and
where are you?
That I lost my center
fighting the world
The Dreams clash
and are shattered-
and that I tried to make a paradiso
terrestre.

I have tried to write Paradise
Do not move
Let the wind speak
that is paradise
Let the Gods forgive what I
have made
Let those I love try to forgive
what I have made.

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When I carefully consider the curious habits of dogs
I am compelled to conclude
That man is the superior animal.

When I consider the curious habits of man
I confess, my friend, I am puzzled

Ezra Pound

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What thou lovest well remains. The rest is dross.

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Pay no attention to the criticism of men who have never themselves written a notable work. --Ezra Pound

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If a man isn't willing to take some risk for his opinions, either his opinions are no good or he's no good

Ezra Pound

Mots clés writing courage thought opinion criticism intellectuals controversy taboos

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What thou lovest well remains.

Ezra Pound

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Any general statement is like a cheque drawn on a bank. Its value depends on what is there to meet it.

Ezra Pound

Mots clés value audience generalizations

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If anybody ever shuts you in Indiana...and you don't at least write some unconstrained something or other, I give up hope for your salvation.

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دختر

درختي به دستانم سبز شده،
شيره بر بازوانم جوشيده،
درخت در سينه‏ام شكفته --
سر به زير،
شاخه‏ها ،چون بازوان، از درونم مي‏بالند.

درخت هستي تو ،
خزه‌اي تو ،
بنفشه‏هايي كه باد در او مي‌پيچد،
كودكي هستي بلند بالا ،
و جهان اين همه را حماقت مي‌داند
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A Girl

The tree has entered my hands,
The sap has ascended my arms,
The tree has grown in my breast--
Downward,
The branches grow out of me, like arms.

Tree you are,
Moss you are,
You are violets with wind above them.
A child -- so high -- you are,
And all this is folly to the world

Ezra Pound

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I once saw a small child go to an electric light switch as say, "Mamma, can I open the light?" She was using the age-old language of exploration, the language of art. It was a sort of metaphor, but she was not using it as ornamentation.

Ezra Pound

Mots clés poetry language creativity

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