Saturday, April 12, 2008

The Pisan Cantos by Ezra Pound

This poetry grew on me. It teaches you how to read it as it goes along. I was particularly moved by the poetics of exile and by the way that the poem acts as a museum of impressions. It works on the level of the quotidian, the level of the repeating, and the level of the eternal. I also love the appearances of many languages. I look forward to reading the rest of the Cantos.

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