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Há 4 dias · His works include Ripostes (1912), Hugh Selwyn Mauberley (1920), and his 800-page epic poem, The Cantos ( c. 1917 –1962). [1] Pound's contribution to poetry began in the early 20th century with his role in developing Imagism, a movement stressing precision and economy of language.
Há 3 dias · As associações são ricas e vastas: na poética camoniana vamos reformulando as artes poéticas e uma forma de se sentir em língua portuguesa. Lido por Ezra Pound, por Aragon, por Jorge Luís Borges, evocado por Manuel Bandeira, respeitadíssimo por Cervantes, Camões, disse-o Schlegell, “vale uma literatura inteira”.
Há 5 dias · Micah Mattix. May 27, 2024. 12. The poet and critic Ezra Pound is very much out of favor today. When he is mentioned, if he is mentioned at all in polite discourse, it is almost always with reference to his fascism or anti-Semitism. His Cantos can be impenetrable; his essays, stuffed with old ideas—the role of musicality and emotion in poetry ...
Há 3 dias · Arranged into cantos (under the influence of Ezra Pound, we are told), the multichannel video installations combine poetry, philosophy, activism, archival footage, sound art, and masterful acoustics to create a beautifully layered, meditative space that reflects on Britain’s colonial legacy.
Há 5 dias · Galla Placidia’s mausoleum — it’s actually almost certainly not really hers — provides an obscure reference in the American poet Ezra Pound’s Canto XXI (and, for different reasons, in ...
Há 4 dias · Poem. The Seafarer. Created by: Team English - Examples.com, Last Updated: May 28, 2024. Notes. AI Generator. The Seafarer. Download The Seafarer Full Poem - PDF. The Seafarer Poem – by Ezra Pound (Text-Version) May I for my own self song’s truth reckon, Journey’s jargon, how I in harsh days. Hardship endured oft. Bitter breast-cares have I abided,
Há 1 dia · Tres poemas de Walt Whitman: CANTO DE MÍ MISMO. Yo me celebro y me canto, y cuanto hago mío será tuyo también, porque no hay átomo en mí que no te pertenezca. Holgazaneo, e invito a mi alma. Holgazaneo, a mi antojo, y me paro a observar una briza de. hierba estival. Mi lengua, y hasta el último átomo de mi sangre, están formados.
