EP was apparently snacking out of boredom during one of Yeats's lengthy
monologues at Ernest Rhys's house on Hermitage Lane. Rhys's narrative of
the event (in *Everyman Remembers* [1931]) continues:

And now Ezra Pound, fortified if anything, by the tulips, started up,
asking if we minded "having the roof taken off the house?"  He went on to
declaim in a resonant histrionic voice, a little like Henry Irving with an
American accent, his imaginative "Ballad of the Goodly Fere":
                 A master of men was the Goodly Fere,
                 A mate of the wind and sea,
                 If they think they ha' slain our Goodly Fere
                         They are fools eternally….
Ernest Radford, I think it was, asked Ezra where he had dug up the fearsome
word "Fere," which led to a hot discussion of the limits of what Wordsworth
called "poetic diction."

I regret that I don't seem to have jotted down the date of the soiree.

Cheers,
Catherine Paul

At 08:33 AM 5/31/2000 +0100, you wrote:
>Just one tulip, once...as far as I recall, in a London restaurant, or was it
>at Yeats' place in Woburn Walk, on one of WBY's soirees, to draw attention
>to himself. Someone will have the date and occasion...
>
>                                 Cheers John
>
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>
>I heard a snippet on a NPR news today...they were talking about edible
>flowers...and mentioned briefly over static something about Ezra Pound
>repudately eating a full plate full of tulips, but I didn't catch the whole
>anecdote. Anyone know something about this?