~ Ezra Pound
 

The Encounter ~

All the while they were talking the new morality
Her eyes explored me.
And when I rose to go
Her fingers were like the tissue
Of a Japanese paper napkin.
 

from Canto 53 ~

Tching prayed on the mountain and
   wrote MAKE IT NEW
on his bath tub
   Day by day make it new
cut underbrush
pile the logs
keep it growing.



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