This week, a short haiku by Ezra Pound. A great poet, too bad that he turned nazi in his later years. These lines are ambivalent - giving me a feeling of creepiness as well as of cosiness.
Until next week,
Rafael
In A Station Of The Metro
by: Ezra Pound (Published/Written in 1916)
The apparition of these faces in the crowd;
Petals on a wet, black bough.
Poem of the Week: "In a Station of the Metro", E.
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