Will people accept them? <br />(i.e. these songs). <br />As a timorous wench from a centaur <br />(or a centurion), <br />Already they flee, howling in terror. <br /> <br />Will they be touched with the verisimilitudes? <br />Their virgin stupidity is untemptable. <br />I beg you, my friendly critics, <br />Do not set about to procure me an audience. <br /> <br />I mate with my free kind upon the crags; <br />the hidden recesses <br />Have heard the echo ofmy heels, <br />in the cool light, <br />in the darkness.<br /><br />Ezra Pound<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/tenzone/
