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“The End of Art” - ETD - University of Notre Dame

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configuration. To reiterate, in assuming that the self is inherited, the historical poetry<br />

becomes in effect a new form <strong>of</strong> autobiography, even when traditional forms <strong>of</strong><br />

autobiography are absent.<br />

The moments when Pound testifies to the failure <strong>of</strong> inheritance can be heard throughout<br />

his work, but they are <strong>of</strong>ten difficult to pick out because we are more accustomed to the<br />

image <strong>of</strong> him standing on top <strong>of</strong> inheritance in order to establish the authority <strong>of</strong> his<br />

enlightened sensibility. But there is an opposing tendency in his writing towards extreme<br />

self-doubt, at times so pr<strong>of</strong>ound that it echoes Adams’s failure to grasp his relationship to<br />

the world around him. Particularly in Pound’s early poems, a common theme is his<br />

uncertainty about contemporary life. In “On His Own Face in a Glass,” for example, self-<br />

existence is troubled by the many voices that seem to live inside a single speaker:<br />

Oh strange face there in the glass!<br />

O ribald company, O saintly host,<br />

O sorrow-swept my fool,<br />

What answer? O ye myriad<br />

That strive and play and pass,<br />

Jest, challenge, counterlie!<br />

I? I? I?<br />

And ye?<br />

(CE, 34-5)<br />

The poem plays on the feeling <strong>of</strong> not knowing oneself. A self-reflective act, as might happen<br />

at any time, but as dramatized here by contemplating one’s reflection in the mirror, produces<br />

doubt that any single foundation (“I? I? I?”) underlies selfhood. More fragmentary than<br />

whole, the self appears divisible by a host <strong>of</strong> others. In this Pound might be taken as ironic<br />

or sincere, or perhaps a bit <strong>of</strong> both, as if he is mocking those who are self-obsessed to the<br />

point <strong>of</strong> seeking ontological self-certainty in the bathroom mirror. What the poem does not<br />

provide, however, is any reason, other than by some inborn habit <strong>of</strong> self-reflection, why a<br />

person would think that he or she is a hodge-podge <strong>of</strong> conflicting voices. That reason is<br />

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