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Pound, Ezra: O Atthis

Portre of Pound, Ezra

O Atthis (English)

Thy soul         

Grown delicate with satieties,

Atthis. 

 

O Atthis,         

I long for thy lips.

 

I long for thy narrow breasts, 

Thou restless, ungathered.



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