“Ezra Pound’s Manifesto”
The passion’s free without pentameter.
The word, more than the sum of all its parts.
Oppose the cosmic poet’s well-worn phrase.
Descriptive hue; cyclonic energy.
Free, open verse; eternity’s white space.
The spirit, forlorn faces in a crowd
imagines death: ghost-blossoms cover bough.
(Form: Blank Verse)