Tuesday, September 01, 2009

Today in Misrememberings

Say what you want about Crazy Uncle Ezra [Pound], not to mention about Orientalism and cultural appropriation (all of which would be justified); I still think "The River Merchant's Wife: A Letter" has a taproot down into a deep and mysterious gorgeousness. I had a simple but stunning line from it in my head today:

"They comfort me. I grow older."

(Referring to "paired butterflies.") But of course, that's not the line at all. The line is:

"They hurt me. I grow older."

It's a strange transposition I made, and I wonder what it means.

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