With minds still hovering above their testicles <br />Certain poets here and in France <br />Still sigh over established and natural fact <br />Long since fully discussed by Ovid. <br />They howl. They complain in delicate and exhausted metres <br />That the twitching of three abdominal nerves <br />Is incapable of producing a lasting Nirvana.<br /><br />Ezra Pound<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fratres-minores/
