Hang it all, Robert Browning, there can be but the one "Sordello.
American poet and critic (1885–1972)
He rewrote modern poetry in the 1910s—championed Joyce, discovered Eliot, made Hemingway possible—then spent World War II on Italian radio praising Hitler and the Holocaust, landed in a cage outside Pisa, and won America's top poetry prize from a psychiatric ward.
Ezra Pound arrived in London in the early 20th century and built Imagism around precision and economy, then used his position as foreign editor to shepherd the century's literature into print: he serialized Joyce's A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man in 1914, published Eliot's "Prufrock" in 1915, and pushed Ulysses into the world in 1918. World War I turned him toward obsession—he blamed the carnage on finance capitalism, called it "usury," and moved to Italy in 1924. Through the 1930s he promoted social credit theory, wrote for Oswald Mosley's fascist publications, and embraced Mussolini;…
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Hang it all, Robert Browning, there can be but the one "Sordello.
The only thing one can give an artist is leisure in which to work. To give an artist leisure is actually to take part in his creation.
Artists are the antennae of the race but the bullet-headed many will never learn to trust their great artists.
It has been complained, with some justice, that I dump my note-books on the public.
Poetry must be as well written as prose.
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