The Encounter

Ezra Pound

All the while they were talking the new morality
Her eyes explored me.
And when I rose to go
Her fingers were like the tissue
Of a Japanese paper napkin.

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• Ezra Pound : The Garret
• Ezra Pound : The Jewel Stairs' Grievance
• Ezra Pound : The Lake Isle
• Ezra Pound : The Logical Conclusion
• Ezra Pound : The Needle
• Ezra Pound : The Plunge
• Ezra Pound : The Return
• Ezra Pound : The River-merchant's Wife: A Letter

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• Ezra Pound : The Bath Tub
• Ezra Pound : Sub Mare
• Ezra Pound : Statement Of Being
• Ezra Pound : Song Of The Bowmen Of Shu
• Ezra Pound : Song In The Manner Of Housman
• Ezra Pound : Song
• Ezra Pound : Silet
• Ezra Pound : Sestina: Altaforte
• Ezra Pound : Salutation
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