Hugh is a huge poetry’s fan
At times distracted by sirens.

Hugh says poetry is dead fart
But he has his pound of flesh.

As sirens are waiting in song.
Odysseus is bound as Pound.

Sirens are singing their songs
All night long,lurid with thing.

With pound of classic images
Hugh saves a ship from rocks.

(Recalling Ezra Pound’s poem “Hugh Selwyn Mauberley

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