People told me fascism, and by extension Righties, never produced

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Conservatives have written a lot of good books. Fascist writers are more rare because the ideology doesn't lend itself to introspection and literary pursuits. The fascist version of a novel would be a tank column lost in Ukrainian wheat fields or something like that. I've heard that there are some interesting French fascist intellectuals but they aren't translated sadly. There's also a German war correspondent who sounds like he might be worth reading but I can't speak German either.

For some reason nobody is rushing to translate books by Nazis and fascists.

>>9386832
>anything of worth
>Ezra Pound
nice b8

>>9386852

Kys pleb.

>2017
>Not reading The Cantos

>>9386857
Actually read and accepted his work for utter mediocrity that it is. Maybe one day you will form a decent literary taste and won't have to resort to parroting shitty opinions and autistic shitposting, my lad.

>>9386845

>For some reason nobody is rushing to translate books by Nazis and fascists.

I can think of 6 million reasons...

>godawful free verse
>anything of worth
Literally nobody thinks of Pound as a good poet save for Amerilards who have to scrape the barrel for lack of any genuine talent.

>>9386871

>2017
>Hating free verse

Retard.

>>9386875
>autistic greentexting as an argument
>le current year ebin maymay
Back to /r/4chan, laddie.

Didn't Pound himself say that The Cantos were shit?

>>9386879

Not as such, but it's true they weren't finished nor as good as he'd have wished.

The last lines are basically an apology for the attempt.

>>9386832
The true bogpill is medievalism. Go read Boethius.

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>>9386864

On the Fly-Leaf of Pound's Cantos

There are the Alps. What is there to say about them?
They don't make sense. Fatal glaciers, crags cranks climb,
jumbled boulder and weed, pasture and boulder, scree,
et l'on entend, maybe, le refrain joyeux et leger.
Who knows what the ice will have scraped on the rock it is smoothing?

There they are, you will have to go a long way round
if you want to avoid them.
It takes some getting used to. There are the Alps,
fools! Sit down and wait for them to crumble!

Basil Bunting