'Can a poem be written on a train? '
'Well, how fast is it going and...'
'Scusi! Per favore... il poema, il treno, o me? '
'...are you holding on with only one hand? '
'No, no, you idiot... inside -
while the train jostles the soul and the mind.'
'Again, how much have you written?
Think you, that Time awaits your pen?
I mean: how much have you written? '
'Can the pen be jostled just so... so that
I think of one yet write another? '
william beaird
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/from-e-pound-pisa-to-rome-a-fast-sonnet-in-three-voices/
