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tim,
yes, this is excellent... i see it now
...the embedded freudian image
...the quote from simeon
...the fear & loathing,
& sickness unto death of the portrait.
...but the title still puzzles me?
bob
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From: Tim Romano <[log in to unmask]>
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Sent: Friday, January 19, 2001 8:18 AM
Subject: Re: cantico del sole
> Bob,
> There is a recording of Pound reading this poem. He delivers the brief
> dramatic monologue in a kind of stylized rant, his voice rising with each
> repetition of the phrase "the thought of what America" to a higher level
of
> anxiety and reaching a climax with "circulation... Oh!" The falling
action,
> as it were, occurs with the phrase "It troubles my sleep." The poem is
> indeed an "obsessive puritanic" bedtime reverie. The sexually repressed
> character is kept awake at night worrying that the classics might reach
the
> American public. One imagines him trying with the prayer "Nunc dimittis"
to
> crowd out of his mind images of particular scenes from the classics. Did
the
> Latin prayer remind you of TS Eliot? Take a gander at Wyndham Lewis's
first
> portrait of Eliot, the one where TSE is dressed in a dark green suit, his
> hands are folded nervously in his lap, and the front-lighting casts a
shadow
> on the wall behind the troubled poet.
> Tim
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