Ava piece a banana BOYZ sed the Commish
PONG CHOOEY
Ternight yer in fer a real treat
and alla manyata
stripped down to her knees and there a mantle
a mantle of finest ivory that Casticcini made or Ezra
Let us alone / or like Yeatsy "Let me
ALONE" and Radinbranath in Terhune
reading the Chicago papers and asking after Minsky
the burlesk Minsky BANGGONG and the gold dust
hit in the face
his teeth broken his gold teeth broken O Anna Magnami
the pity that has broken my doily
SAITH Themis and
my rock garden is empty no flower
nor beast pusheth
because of phooey
Phooey hath eaten my garden
Evil the cowslip
and the gem
that are tainted with phooey
dit Wang Chu
972 B.C.
And you will grow up to be a high commercial
So that people of esteem will read your versus
Then you shall return to this valley and teach eating
For who hath eaten phooey
Returneth not unto paradise
Dem mudder fuckers doan unnerstan me
Said the Princess Toy Ling A.D. 1922
Dey doan unnerstan nutttin but smut
That was the year the doves fell at Livorgno
Six thousand of them and Caspia walking among them
From morning till night until finally there was nothing
But her feet and then nothing
But her ankles as white as doves
nothing but ankles moving
I have brought these jewels to Mantua
I have been fortunate in my choice of birds
for this beak eateth phooey
PING CHONG
for this beak eateth Ping Chong phooey.
-- Ezra Pound (written by Kenneth Koch)
______________________________
From Kulchur 2, no. 5 (spring 1962).
