hopefulnasturtiums come in
on little katze feet and
blooms sing iamb
sandburg and pound please
aye'polgeeze to Carl and Ez
blooming poet tree
Great literature is simply language charged with meaning to the utmost degree. Ezra Pound in How to Read
The Modernist show I saw yesterday is still running around my brain in Vorticism.
i enjoy your love of nasturtiums as well
reminding me of youth and fresh green days in quiet urban canyons
sans the homeless