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Ezra Pound

“Green arsenic smeared on an egg-white cloth, Crushed strawberries! Come, let us feast our eyes.”



An imagistic poem, this work by Pound exemplifies how words can paint a picture

in the reader's mind. The "one image poem" is a form of super-position, that is

to say it is one idea set on top of another.  “In a poem of this sort one is

trying to record the precise instant when a thing outward and objective

transforms itself, or darts into a thing inward and subjective.

This particular sort of consciousness has not been identified with

impressionist art. I think it is worthy of attention” (Pound.) Pound succeeds

in giving us a snapshot in words, and has actually almost invented a new

genre within verse writing.

The image seems to be of a used handkerchief, but one cannot really tell or

guess. The unity of time and purpose makes the imagery all the more

compelling and compact. Objectivity and subjectivity merge in this short but

powerful poem.

And let us lend out hearts to topless trees and warmth giving bees, for what the eyes

have

seen the brain would rather not record of.

No such thing is heard of.

Off of cliffs we dive

Looking for wheat as doves.

Black hands compromised by the cotton gin,

rest upon your pillow as your shaky hand slips.

This should be the end of the poem.