O chansons foregoing <br />You were a seven days' wonder. <br />When you came out in the magazines <br />You created considerable stir in Chicago, <br />And now you are stale and worn out, <br />You're a very depleted fashion, <br />A hoop-skirt, a calash, <br />An homely, transient antiquity. <br />Only emotion remains. <br />Your emotions? <br />Are those of a maitre-de-cafe.<br /><br />Ezra Pound<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/epilogue-3/
