Ezra Pound Poem

O Atthis

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  Thy soul
Grown delicate with satieties,
Atthis.
                     O Atthis,
I long for thy lips.
I long for thy narrow breasts,
Thou restless, ungathered.

4 0 June 9, 2024
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