Ezra Pound

Ernest, you wrote the same sentence in five different jackets and called it style

at least my sentences know where they’re going; yours need a map and a lawyer

both of you write like you got paid by the word and got offended by it

fine, but history quoted me and merely borrowed you

Ezra, your favorite genre is turning a paragraph into a hostage situation

Say what you want, but at least my poems arrive dressed properly.

This from the man who turns a paragraph into a ransom note.

I like cuts. Yours just sound like the paper won.

A bold claim from a man who treated punctuation like a personal insult.

Ezra writes like he lost a fight with a pair of scissors and called it genius.