Plows Use Caution

 We were told by Ezra Pound that we were told by Ezra Pound. A net appears and fish swim to capture. That much of love inspires and instills a constancy to process. The fish will go away as simple lifesparks but the observer becomes practical in need and almost (slowly) in interest. Poetry survives the crisis of being poetry when crisis becomes sanitary and gobsmacked with unbecoming and strickened advance towards goals of favour, clangour, or simple mulch. How tall was Pound at midday or later then? A cess and a say, boiled together with Martian spoke weird staring at you the consequence. Anyway. Why would poetry be important? Moreso: why would important be poetry? He leaves the wet leaves behind while readers bend in every way.