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We walked through the pebbled paths of the San Michele Cemetery and I pointed out the symbolism of various styles of headstones. Finally we found the rectangle that read Ezra Pound.
My children stood there squinting in the sunlight as I delivered a monologue about modernism, fascism, freedom, and madness.
With each word I knew they were not really listening, that this was a speech they would never remember. I wanted to mark the event with more than just a snapshot of a headstone and a note in a calendar. I wanted the experience to be important, significant, pivotal. I said, “Do you understand?”
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We walked through the pebbled paths of the San Michele Cemetery and I pointed out the symbolism of various styles of headstones. Finally we found the rectangle that read Ezra Pound.
My children stood there squinting in the sunlight as I delivered a monologue about modernism, fascism, freedom, and madness.
With each word I knew they were not really listening, that this was a speech they would never remember. I wanted to mark the event with more than just a snapshot of a headstone and a note in a calendar. I wanted the experience to be important, significant, pivotal. I said, “Do you understand?”
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