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.
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!