拍品專文
                                "Met Ezra Pound in his rooms, in his ruins.  He was stretched in bed and twitching in his arthritis.  Then he rose and put on thick glasses, to take a good look at me.  I am sure he saw Dante's inferno in my pock-marked face, or the backside of the moon...Made drawings of him." (Edwin Mullins, Souza, London, 1962, p. 78) 
                            
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