Penny wise

I like Ezra with his  pound of images.
Let there be commerce between us.
I am just pound foolish, penny wise.

His poetry’s soul comes in my verse.
My golden I sphere is melted in him.
We are  the same sap and same root.

Remember I pick up only my pennies.
I owe my pig-headed father just a bit.
One or two pennies, so I can be wise.

(Remembering Ezra Pound’s great poems A pact and Histrion)

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