Over at Social Matter they are going to the beginning of English Poem, to John Skelton: priest, politican and satirist. I’m looking at Pound during his asian phrase. He was moving towards imagism, but I prefer Master Li: “It is no wonder that most genius in China turn to the bottle”
Fu I loved the high cloud and the hill,
Alas, he died of alcohol.
And Li Po also died drunk.
He tried to embrace a moon
In the Yellow River.