Wednesday, July 14, 2004

Only managed to slog through the first canto of Thrones today. It's heavy going: even more Greek, and this time devoted to such minutiae as the rules for tradesmen in medieval Byzantium. It's a falling-off from the lyricism of the last half of Rock-Drill. Nonetheless I shall forge ahead. Specific comments to come later, but I think I really need the Terrell guide to do much with these late Cantos. The Cookson—at least the old edition I'm using—just doesn't cut it.

In the bio, Pound's getting close to meeting Mussolini for the first time. Turns out Hemingway beat him to it.

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