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626 ] Ezra Pound: His Metric and Poetry New York: Alfred A. Knopf, 1917. Pp. 31.1 I “Alltalkonmodernpoetry,bypeoplewhoknow,”wroteMr.CarlSandburg in Poetry, “ends with dragging in Ezra Pound somewhere. He may be named only to be cursed as wanton and mocker, poseur, trifler and vagrant. Or he may be classed as filling a niche today like that of Keats in a preceding epoch. The point is, he will be mentioned.”2 This is a simple statement of fact. But though Mr. Pound is well known, even having been the victim of interviews for Sunday papers, it does not follow that his work is thoroughly known. There are twenty people who have their opinion of him for every one who has read his writings with any care. Of those twenty, there will be some who are shocked, some who are ruffled, some who are irritated, and one or two whose sense of dignity is outraged . The twenty-first critic will probably be one who knows and admires someofthepoems,butwhoeithersays:“Poundisprimarilyascholar,atranslator ,” or “Pound’s early verse was beautiful; his later work shows nothing better than the itch for advertisement, a mischievous desire to be annoying, or a childish desire to be original.” There is a third type of reader, rare enough, who has perceived Mr. Pound for some years, who has followed his career intelligently, and who recognizes its consistency. This essay is not written for the first twenty critics of literature, nor for that rare twenty-second who has just been mentioned, but for the admirer of a poem here or there, whose appreciation is capable of yielding him a larger return. If the reader is already at the stage where he can maintain at once the two propositions, “Pound is merely a scholar” and “Pound is merely a yellow journalist,” or the other two propositions, “Pound is merely a technician” and “Pound is merely a prophet of chaos,” then there is very little hope. But there are readers of poetry who have not yet reached this hypertrophy of the logical faculty; their attention might be arrested, not by an outburst of praise, but by a simple statement. The present essay aims merely at such a statement. It is not intended to be either a biographical or a critical study. It will not dilate upon “beauties”; it is a summary account of ten years’ work in poetry. The citations from reviews will perhaps stimulate the reader to [ 627 Ezra Pound: His Metric and Poetry form his own opinion. We do not wish to form it for him. Nor shall we enter into other phases of Mr. Pound’s activity during this ten years; his writings and views on art and music; though these would take an important place in any comprehensive biography. II Pound’s first book was published in Venice. Venice was a halting point after he had left America and before he had settled in England, and here, in 1908, A Lume Spento appeared. The volume is now a rarity of literature; it was published by the author and made at a Venetian press where the author was able personally to supervise the printing on paper which was a remainder of a supply which had been used for a History of the Church. Pound left Venice in the same year, and took A Lume Spento with him to London. It was not to be expected that a first book of verse, published by an unknown American in Venice, should attract much attention. The Evening Standard has the distinction of having noticed the volume, in a review summing it up as: wild and haunting stuff, absolutely poetic, original, imaginative, passionate , and spiritual. Those who do not consider it crazy may well consideritinspired .Comingafterthetriteandmeasuredversesofmostofour decorous poets, this poet seems like a minstrel of Provence at a suburban musical evening. . . . The unseizable magic of poetry is in the queer paper book; and words are no good in describing it.3 As the chief poems in A Lume Spento were afterwards incorporated in Personae, the book demands mention only as a date in the author’s history. Personae, the first book published in London, followed early in 1909. Few poets have undertaken the siege of London with so little backing; few books of verse have ever owed their success so purely to their own merits. Pound came to London a complete stranger, without either literary patronage or financial means. He took Personae to Mr. Elkin Mathews, who has the glory of...


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