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Ezra Pound - In the Old Age of the Soul

I do not choose to dream; there cometh on me
Some strange old lust for deeds.
As to the nerveless hand of some old warrior
The sword-hilt or the war-worn wonted helmet
Brings momentary life and long-fled cunning,
So to my soul grown old - 
Grown old with many a jousting, many a foray, 
Grown old with namy a hither-coming and hence-going - 
Till now they send him dreams and no more deed;
So doth he flame again with might for action,
Forgetful of the council of elders,
Forgetful that who rules doth no more battle,
Forgetful that such might no more cleaves to him
So doth he flame again toward valiant doing. 

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Poet: Ezra Pound (Ezra Pound Art)
Poem: In the Old Age of the Soul
Poem of the Day: Feb 23 2009

Comment 2 of 2, added on April 27th, 2009 at 6:38 AM.

So beautifully and easily stating that our lives can be lived in our minds. A reality so often unsaid.

Lina from Australia
Comment 1 of 2, added on January 20th, 2008 at 4:47 AM.

Such truth for all us old warriors who contend still; each in his own arena. And so beautifully put.

Tom from United States

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