I lived from 1885-1972. I was from the USA, and am in the Americas category.
I influenced poets John Berryman, Gwendolyn Elizabeth Brooks, Sterling A Brown, Archibald MacLeish, Harriet Monroe, A.K. Ramanujan, Robert Duncan, Wallace Stevens.
Ezra Pound was born in Hailey, Idaho, in 1885. He completed two years of college at the University of Pennsylvania and earned a degree from Hamilton College in 1905. After teaching at Wabash College for two years, he travelled abroad to Spain, Italy and London, where, as the literary executor of the scholar Ernest Fenellosa, he became interested in Japanese and Chinese poetry. He married Dorothy Shakespear in 1914 and became London editor of the Little Review in 1917. In 1924, he moved to Italy; during this period of voluntary exile, Pound became involved in Fascist politics, and did not return to the United States until 1945, when he was arrested on charges of treason for broadcasting Fascist propaganda by radio to the United States during the Second World War. In 1946, he was acquitted, but declared mentally ill and committed to St. Elizabeths Hospital in Washington, D.C. During his confinement, the jury of the Bollingen-Library of Congress Award (which included a number of the most eminent writers of the time) decided to overlook Pound's political career in the interest of recognizing his poetic achievements, and awarded him the prize for the Pisan Cantos (1948). After continuous appeals from writers won his release from the hospital in 1958, Pound returned to Italy and settled in Venice, where he died, a semi-recluse, in 1972.
Popular poetry
- The apparition of these faces in the crowd;
petals on a wet, black bough.1 lines, 4 comments - And the days are not full enough
And the nights are not full enough3 lines, 4 comments - O fan of white silk,
clear as frost on the grass-blade,3 lines, 1 comment - No, no! Go from me. I have left her lately.
I will not spoil my sheath with lesser brightness,14 lines - Ha' we lost the goodliest fere o' all
For the priests and the gallows tree?66 lines - Come, or the stellar tide will slip away.
Eastward avoid the hour of its decline,15 lines - For God, our God is a gallant foe
That playeth behind the veil.27 lines, 1 comment











