Pet Peeve

I posted an Ezra Pound poem on here the other day. I had to look it up on the net because someone had borrowed our Ezra Pound. The poem was easy to find, but it wasn’t easy to find a reliable version. I was appalled at the number of times it was misquoted – and one of them was by a poet, which was even more shocking.  Not only had she changed two words, she had added an extra one. I was upset, and Ezra Pound must have been turning in his grave. It is a gem of a poem. You would think people could get it right. Here it is again, just in case someone is looking for it on the net:

And the days are not full enough

And the nights are not full enough

And life slips by like a field mouse

                      Not shaking the grass.

Ezra Pound