Autumn
by T. E. Hulme
A touch of cold in the Autumn night
I walked abroad,
And saw the ruddy moon lean over a hedge Like a red-faced farmer. I did not stop to speak, but nodded; And round about were the wistful stars With white faces like town children. |
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This 'simple' poem changed the course of Poetry in English. Ezra Pound praised it and wrote the Imagiste manifesto with Hulme. This 7-line poem was one of the seeds of the Imagism movement, a school, short-lived, with a lasting effect on English poetry in the 20th Century, lingering still.
Thanks to Poem-A-Day for putting it up today!
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