On Sat, 6 Feb 1999 13:34:54 +0000, you wrote:
>Pound's later Cantos are completely smothered in absolute certainty.
"a little light / in great darkness"
"... my errors and wrecks lie about me"
"I cannot make it cohere"
"Many errors, / a little rightness"
"I cannot make it flow thru"
- this is certainty?
- I wouldn't be so sure...
R
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