reading pound again, cantos- its like all of the statues i saw in london, one on every street corner, for some great colonial hero that i never could figure out- some were wonderful and some were awful but they were there and inscrutable.

reading it with the readers guide, which only translates- doesnt explain any of the more obscure references, there are lines though that bowl me over.

also reading a book on queers in hollywood, which reminds me of two things

ethel mermans disco album is reissued, and more importantly, according to a 2nd hadn gossip- carol pope and dusty springfield made out in a dyke dive in toronto in the mid 70s.