Poem

A Girl By Ezra Pound

A Girl By Ezra Pound
The tree has entered my hands,
The sap has ascended my arms,
The tree has grown in my breast- Downward,
The branches grow out of me, like arms.
The tree you are,
Moss, you are,
You are violets with wind above them.
A child – so high – you are,
And all this is folly to the world.

― By Ezra Pound

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