The poet Ezra Pound was born in 1885 and died in 1972. The promoter of modernist aesthetism, after contributing, in his early works, to Imagism. Strongly influenced by classic Japanese poetry, his peotry was short, fast, coincise, a glimpse of what's going on in the poet's mind. 

"The apparition of these faces in the crowd;

Petals on a wet black bough."

"I desired my dust to be mingled with yours

Forever and forever and forever."

"The eyes of this lady speak to me

Fore here was love, was not to be drowned out.

And here desire, not to be kissed away.

The eyes of this lady speak to me."

(Ezra Pound)

 

Surprisingly enough, a man of such vision, such wisdom, so romantic at times, was a declared fascist, spent a period of time in jail and was eventually declared mentally ill.

He said: "Adolf Hitler was a Jeanne D'Arc, a saint. He was a martyr. Like many martyrs, he held extreme views".

I would have declared him mentally ill as well.

Still, magnificent poetry.