Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.
TenzoneEzra Pound
From “Contemporania”
W
(i. e. these songs).
As a timorous wench from a centaur
(or a centurian),
Already they flee, howling in terror.
Will they be touched with the truth?
Their virgin stupidity is untemptable.
I beg you, my friendly critics,
Do not set about to procure me an audience.
the hidden recesses
Have heard the echo of my heels.
in the cool light,
in the darkness.