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I make no pact with you, Ezra Pound - you have bored me long enough. I have learned your laws, your rhythms, your common words, your language - I leave it. It does not sing. Give me no poems with footnotes - No awkward words, no proper names No Latin tongues, but poetry: that ageless music, that, studying You forgot.
"No Pact" was originally published in XS Magazine (now CityLink) as part of an article by Kate Ravin on literary larceny.
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