“I once saw a small child go to an electric light switch as say, "Mamma, can I open the light?" She was… — Ezra Pound Copy Share Image
The author's conviction on this day of New Year is that music begins to atrophy when it departs too far from the… — Ezra Pound Copy Share Image
In case I conk out, this is provisionally what I have to do: I must clarify obscurities; I must make clearer definite… — Ezra Pound Copy Share Image
“Pay no attention to the criticism of men who have never themselves written a notable work. Consider the discrepancies between the actual… — Ezra Pound Copy Share Image
As for literature It gives no man a sinecure. And no one knows, at sight, a masterpiece. And give up verse, my… — Ezra Pound Copy Share Image
“Don't imagine that the art of poetry is any simpler than the art of music, or that you can please the expert… — Ezra Pound Copy Share Image
In verse one can take any damn constant one likes, one can alliterate, or assone, or rhyme, or quant, or smack, only… — Ezra Pound Copy Share Image
Colloquial poetry is to the real art as the barber's wax dummy is to sculpture. — Ezra Pound Copy Share Image
No good poetry is ever written in a manner twenty years old, for to write in such a manner shows conclusively that… — Ezra Pound Copy Share Image
“L'art Green arsenic smeared on an egg-white cloth, Crushed strawberries! Come, let us feast our eyes.” — Ezra Pound Copy Share Image
“And round about there is a rabble Of the filthy, sturdy, unkillable infants of the very poor. They shall inherit the earth.” — Ezra Pound Copy Share Image
“And Unto thine eyes my heart Sendeth old dreams of the spring-time, Yea of wood-ways my rime Found thee and flowers in… — Ezra Pound Copy Share Image
And New York is the most beautiful city in the world? It is not far from it. No urban night is like… — Ezra Pound Copy Share Image
Poetry is a sort of inspired mathematics, which gives us equations, not for abstract figures, triangles, squares, and the like, but for… — Ezra Pound Copy Share Image
Music begins to atrophy when it departs too far from the dance... poetry begins to atrophy when it gets too far from… — Ezra Pound Copy Share Image
Poetry is a very complex art.... It is an art of pure sound bound in through an art of arbitrary and conventional… — Ezra Pound Copy Share Image
“Another struggle has been the struggle to keep the value of a local and particular character, of a particular culture in this… — Ezra Pound Copy Share Image
Poetry is about as much a 'criticism of life' as red-hot iron is a criticism of fire. — Ezra Pound Copy Share Image
“I once saw a small child go to an electric light switch as say, "Mamma, can I open the light?" She was using the… — Ezra Pound Copy Share Image
“Till now they send him dreams and no more deed; So doth he flame again with might for action, Forgetful of the council of… — Ezra Pound Copy Share Image
A great age of literature is perhaps always a great age of translations. — Ezra Pound Copy Share Image
It would be about as easy for an American to become a Chinaman or a Hindoo as for him to acquire an Englishness or… — Ezra Pound Copy Share Image
Anyone who is too lazy to master the comparatively small glossary necessary to understand Chaucer deserves to be shut out from the reading of… — Ezra Pound Copy Share Image
Mass ought to be in Latin, unless you could do it in Greek or Chinese. In fact, any abracadabra that no bloody member of… — Ezra Pound Copy Share Image
The artist is always beginning. Any work of art which is not a beginning, an invention, a discovery is of little worth. — Ezra Pound Copy Share Image
“Any general statement is like a cheque drawn on a bank. Its value depends on what is there to meet it.” — Ezra Pound Copy Share Image
The author's conviction on this day of New Year is that music begins to atrophy when it departs too far from the dance; that… — Ezra Pound Copy Share Image
