Words, lines, fragments, stanzas of surpassing beauty.

Hints of his anti-Semitism.

His introduction of Asian (mainly Chinese) history and literature into Western writing (Asian visual arts had been influencing artists like Gustav Klimt for years before Pound began translating Chinese poetry).

Long stretches of boring recreations of history (I don’t say that history is boring; it’s not, besides which, it was my major in college; but often Pound’s imaginings of history are quite boring).

But what does it all mean? Do I still think Pound is a genius? Do I still think he’s one of the most important poets of the twenty-first century?

As to the first question, what it all means, I simply don’t know. The answer to the other questions is still yes, absolutely yes.

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