tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151589473709505648.post7089969603204644659..comments2024-03-29T10:30:21.072-04:00Comments on venezia blog: Postcard from Piemonte: AutumnSteven Varni, aka Sig. Nonlosohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10066672605318740533noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151589473709505648.post-70023771969193356532011-11-07T03:54:00.104-05:002011-11-07T03:54:00.104-05:00I'm glad they worked. To be honest I was think...I'm glad they worked. To be honest I was thinking of a line of a long-time Venetian resident when I wrote them, Ezra Pound:<br /><br />And there died a myriad,<br />And of the best among them,<br />Charm, smiling at the good mouth,<br />Quick eyes gone under earth's lid,<br />For an old bitch gone at the teeth,<br />For a botched civilization,<br />For two gross of broken statues,<br />For a few thousand battered books.<br /><br />Not sure about the punctuation of those, as I don't have the book here with me. But he could be a good poet; too bad he put his talent at the service of anti-Semitism & Fascism.Steven Varni, aka Sig. Nonlosohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10066672605318740533noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151589473709505648.post-39420828218396516232011-11-07T02:02:04.958-05:002011-11-07T02:02:04.958-05:00Now, these words painted quite a picture in my min...Now, these words painted quite a picture in my mind:<br /><br />"two others on which we, blinded by sweat, buried legions of ocular potato bits beneath earth’s heavy lid in record April heat."Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com