page 41 of 192 of The Pisan Cantos

“from the wreckage of Europe”

“States of mind are inexplicable to us.” The problem of really knowing someone, of really empathizing with someone. These Cantos are an outpouring of Pound’s mind, but do we still know him any better? Is he trying to excuse his treason? Is he asking us to look deeper?

“woe to them that conquer with armies / and whose only right is their power.” Yet the farmer also starves.