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off the ground makes tear………….. water pools, He started
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I think this book review (J. L. Wall) hits the right note about Ezra Pound’s significance (although, again, this is the view Sorrentino appeared not to like):

So let’s speak plainly. Pound was a central figure of twentieth-century literary history, without whom lasting, enduring works would not have taken the shapes they did. He was a talented, innovative poet—up until his mid-thirties. But the Cantos, on which he staked his reputation, were a failure. The modernist scholar Lawrence Rainey referred to them as “The Monument of Culture.” The truth is that they were born ruins. […] Pound will endure, though, because in any honest literary history he must.

Something I appreciated about the Cantos was that they seemed to me a first stab at a truly international and, as it were, inter-temporal poem– where not just the language but the time of language –the historical point of view– wasn’t fixed.

ἔστι γὰρ φύσει δοῦλος ὁ δυνάμενος ἄλλου εἶναι （διὸ καὶ ἄλλου ἐστίν）, καὶ ὁ κοινωνῶν λόγου τοσοῦτον ὅσον αἰσθάνεσθαι ἀλλὰ μὴ ἔχειν [Politics 1254b, 20s]

La clémence des princes n’est souvent qu’une politique pour gagner l’affection des peuples.

The mercy of princes is often no more than a political ploy to win the affection of the people.

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It finally reached a point where I fell ill, more spiritually than physically; I gave it all up and went to the steppes of the Bashkirs to breathe fresh air, drink koumiss, and live an animal life… Tolstoy, My Confession

Koumiss is fermented mare or donkey milk: koumiss

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ging..siron.. sand
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“How can we dominate our domination; how can we master our own mastery?” (tweet)

Like this question’s phrasing. Population explosion indicates a certain mastery, climate change however suggests limits to that mastery, is what I think of.

Would toss out that a beginning to” mastering our mastery” would involve acknowledging we’ve mastered just a small part of a larger thing to be mastered (e.g., we’ve mastered growth but not sustainable growth), or part of a thing which can’t ultimately be mastered (“God”, “ourselves”).

Thus yields the cedar to the axe’s edge,/ Whose arms gave shelter to the princely eagle,…

Hippocrates 8. 8: “ὁκόταν δὲ ἀκμάζῃ τὸ νούσημα, τότε λεπτοτάτῃ διαίτῃ ἀναγκαῖον χρέεσθαι.” (When the disease is full the diet should be meager.)

Delacroix’s journal (x) –the masons raised walls exclusively by instinct and consequently can never make the same thing twice:

Abraham nous disait que les maçons élevaient en général les murs sans cordeau entièrement d’instinct ; que tel ouvrier était incapable de refaire une chose qu’il avait faite avant.