Ione Dead the Long Year
Read 'Ione Dead the Long Year' by 'Ezra Pound' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
Ione Dead the Long Year by Ezra Pound
Empty are the ways,
Empty are the ways of this land
And the flowers
Bend over with heavy heads.
They bend in vain.
Empty are the ways of this land
Where Ione
Walked once, and now does not walk
But seems like a person just gone.
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