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Olga Rudge & Ezra Pound: "What Thou Lovest Well..."

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281 <strong>Olga</strong> Triumphant<br />

<strong>Olga</strong> to San Michele. On such autumn mornings the fuoci fatui, will-o-thewisp<br />

gas fires from the decomposing bodies, bathed the graves in a misty<br />

light. McNaughton was surprised to find <strong>Olga</strong> still recording hexagrams of<br />

the I Ching, not only for herself, but for <strong>Ezra</strong>: ‘‘It is like examining one’s<br />

conscience daily, part of my convent teaching,’’ she said. ‘‘When I have<br />

cleared my mind with The Cantos and Guide to Kulchur, I feel as if He was<br />

coming closer, that the mist is rising, and that soon I may see Him plain,<br />

sitting there in His chair.’’<br />

Jane Rylands was organizing a seminar at the Gritti Palace with three<br />

generations of <strong>Pound</strong>’s ‘‘other family’’—<strong>Olga</strong>, Mary, and Walter—for the<br />

University of Maryland’s European Division. When Walter spoke, <strong>Olga</strong><br />

noted his resemblance to her younger brother Arthur, ‘‘his sagoma [shape]<br />

and carriage in a new woolen suit, woven from sheep he had sheared<br />

himself!’’ He was ‘‘quick on the uptake—like myself.’’ A Chinese dinner at<br />

the Rylandses’ Ca’Torta ended with ginger, reminding <strong>Olga</strong> of ‘‘the ginger<br />

Walter bought his Nonno in 1960, which brought him back to life.’’<br />

Grandson-in-law Pim de Vroom won kudos for helping to put the slides in<br />

order for another showing of ‘‘The Last Ten Years’’—scenes of Venice,<br />

London, Zurich, Spoleto, and Rapallo, ending with Natalie Barney’s Temple<br />

à l’Amitié in Paris in 1968—of which critic Robert Vas Dias remarked:<br />

‘‘Toward the end, the face becomes set in monumental haggardness, the<br />

figure . . . like a Giacometti.’’<br />

On Christmas Eve, <strong>Olga</strong> arranged the figures of <strong>Ezra</strong>’s presepio on the<br />

mantelpiece, jotted a passage from the Confucian Odes: ‘‘I am alone / look<br />

up to moon and sun / In my thoughts the long pain / the road is so long,<br />

host / shall he come again?’’<br />

She was astonished to discover in the February 4 La Stampa that Boris<br />

de Rachewiltz, her son-in-law, was implicated in the sale of arms to the<br />

Arabs. She immediately telephoned Mary, who ‘‘gave correct information<br />

re. Boris.’’ The Rylandses had mentioned a sale of arms by G.I.s stationed<br />

in Italy, so she telephoned Jane to set the record straight: it was possible<br />

that Boris felt an obligation to help Arab friends who had helped him in his<br />

archeological research.<br />

There was more unwelcome publicity when her son-in-law was

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