Ezra Pound stared at the very young-looking fourteen-year-old Bob Dobbs.
Pound: Go for the higher hypothesis. Forget Joyce and his Aristotelianism, think like Plato.
Dobbs: What would Plato have made of modern communication?
Pound: That's what I'm working on in my Cantos--mating poetry and the newspaper!
Bob looked away, saw a headlight of a Ford Model-T, and out of it an image of a politician riding in the back seat of a car getting his head blown off flashed at him. A sign nearby spelled out D-E-A-L- E-Y P-L-A-Z-A.
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