Libations of Lifeless Limbs
The apparition of these faces in the crowd; Petals on a wet, black bough.
- Ezra Pound (1885-1972)
Moving from the top down, we need an exposition that reflects Ezra's ontological pessimism in whatever way suits your pursuit. His ghostly perspective scans the crowd, like cries on deaf ears, the inspiration that blossoms is from a darkened dead root. The responsion title is a libation of ritualistic sacrifice in a wilderness of alliteration. Lost? Use the outpouring of emotion response to explore the darkened depth of poetic thought, Pound for pound the weightiness of your writing will define your mind, energize your thought and move you. Or not.
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