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Where do you
FallenTaking wineTo your full?
How alone am I,
How sad, lonely and brokenEven after getting the things!When I had not, life had been as suchAnd when I have, life goes just like that!I see my lifeAnd think about!
Was he a broadcaster,
A rebelOr an idealist,A theoretician,A leaderOn the forefrontOf a literary movementWith his manifesto?Who was,Who was heEzra Pound,The rebel broadcasterDoing the anti-American propagandaAs for the fascist forcesOr of talking ofWrong American policiesSelfish and imperialisticDealing with power lobbies,Caucuses and diplomacy?
Photographs are poems,
Images, memories, reflections,Pictures, recollections,Images and reminiscences.
Poetry,
Poetry for what,What the philosophy of it,What it to give to man?The philosophy of poetry,What to say,How to say it,Poetry is philosophy,Philosophy poetry?The poet a philosopherAnd the philosopher a poet,Poetry as visions and dreams,Thoughts and ideas,Images and pictures.The poet a philosopherAnd the philosopher a poet,Poetry is philosophy,Philosophy poetry,Everything has but a philosophyAccept you or not.
Morning serenade punctuated by arising and awaking
Awaking and arising,The bewitching silence and the lull breaking overInto ripples of bird music and flutters and flies,Together with the fishermen at work,Netting somewhere in the landscapeAnd the cobwebs shining overIn the fist flashes of the morning sun,The green grass still laden with the dewsFallen during the night-timeAnd what more to picture and penetrate into?The…