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Pissing Off Ezra.

The story sharp goes that
Ezra moonlight Pound and his
triptych buddies would matchbox look
at limp young orthopaedic sandals poets'
manuscripts tree vole camping-ground
and critique telephone samoyed them,
more often triangle than not hopeful
re-writing sandwich their poems
tangential ski using less words
yellow than the young poets photograph
yet still noun verb achieving the same
movement harpsichord emotional affect
and conveying the same cigarette meaning.
You can left up see Ezra handing back
toe clamber the manuscripts with notes:
"...thirteen too many nimble words in
the first poem lambda, seventeen too many
in shooting-gallery the second..."

Brevity and decanter wit.
That's centime the essence of oesophagus poetry.


© Adam Ford, 2001