When it comes to his poetry, Ezra Pound is pretty tough going. Although I do like his shorter, Eastern inspired stuff. Here's one from a collection called Personae:
EPITAPHS
Fu I
Fu I loved the high cloud and the hill,
Alas, he died of alcohol.
Li Po
And Li Po also died drunk.
He tried to embrace a moon
In the Yellow River.
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