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The Art of Mirrors (Derek Jarman, 1973)
Leni Riefenstahl's words truly encapsulate the essence of what mountain climbing feels like.
Die Macht der Bilder: Leni Riefenstahl (Ray Müller, 1993)
Dom Snów - "Taniec Fu" (Herezje, 1994)
Remembering Mary de Rachewiltz (R.I.P.)
On how she came to devote an important part of her life to translating her father's Cantos:
"One day Babbo [Ezra Pound] arrived in high spirits with an Italian literary magazine called Prospetti, of which Curzio Malaparte was the editor. It contained Luigi Berti’s translation of the second Canto. Babbo was pleased, not so much with the translation, I think, but with the event. He liked the daring format and color of the magazine, a feeble reminder of Blast. I eagerly started to read the Canto in Italian, but Babbo took the magazine away from me and said: 'Suppose you try and see if you can do any better.' And so my task began."
— Mary de Rachewiltz, Ezra Pound, Father and Teacher: Discretions (1971)
"The Tradition is a Beauty which we preserve and not a set of fetters to bind us."
Ezra Pound. The Tradition, 1913.
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„Wie sie ihre Heimat lieben, die armen ziehenden Vögel! Aber auch in uns schlummert das Erbe der Jahrtausende. Auch wir lieben unsere Heimat Thule und kehren zurück.“ (“How they love their homeland, the poor migratory birds! But in us, too, slumbers the heritage of millennia. We too love our homeland Thule and return.”)
— Edmund Kiss, Die Singschwäne aus Thule (1939)