Le Parti pris des choses
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Summary
Francis Ponge fait paraître Le Parti pris des choses en 1942。 La publication de ce recueil de poèmes en prose produit une véritable déflagration dans le monde des lettres et continue aujourd'hui encore d'intriguer ses lecteurs。 A travers les différents poèmes du recueil， Ponge pose son regard sur le monde et décrit avec simplicité les objets de notre vie quotidienne : la bougie， le pain， le galet。 Humour et émotion ponctuent ces vanités poétiques， qui prônent l'humilité et la discrétion。 Groupements de textes de l'édition : Le poème en prose， entre tradition et modernité， Le pouvoir des fables。
Reviews
Lucie
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Recueil de poèmes courts mais intenses。En effet， l'auteur s'éloigne grandement des codes principaux de la poésie afin de donner à voir aux lecteurs le monde tel qu'il le perçoit。Certains poèmes m'ont touché， d'autres pas du tout。 C'est donc un avis mitigé Recueil de poèmes courts mais intenses。En effet， l'auteur s'éloigne grandement des codes principaux de la poésie afin de donner à voir aux lecteurs le monde tel qu'il le perçoit。Certains poèmes m'ont touché， d'autres pas du tout。 C'est donc un avis mitigé 。。。more
Sass
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gros point d’interrogation ？？ pourquoi？？ pourquoi cette œuvre est au programme de l’ens？？？？
Acacia
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forgot to put here。。。 。read awhile ago。。 。。。。 。。yeah。。。。。。
Nepthys
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FINALLY FREE ！！！ worst experience of my life ！！！！！
mar
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（read for my french literature exam）i am very much not a poetry person but some of the poems in this collection really touched me and i was not expecting that at all。 i'll definitely revisit this collection when i have time because i feel like it needs way more time than i gave it。 （read for my french literature exam）i am very much not a poetry person but some of the poems in this collection really touched me and i was not expecting that at all。 i'll definitely revisit this collection when i have time because i feel like it needs way more time than i gave it。 。。。more
Sabrina Francavilla
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Un grande maestro della lingua， valorizzato dal fatto che questa （unica） edizione è bilingue， con testo francese a fronte， utile ad assaporare al meglio tutti i giochi linguistici di cui si serve e su cui ragiona Ponge。 Meraviglioso lo sguardo che getta sulle cose: riscoprendole ci è permesso di osservarle come se fosse la prima volta， scavando al di sotto degli strati della lingua e dell'uso quotidiano di questi oggetti （tra cui compare anche l'uomo）， "svestendole" di tutti i significati acquis Un grande maestro della lingua， valorizzato dal fatto che questa （unica） edizione è bilingue， con testo francese a fronte， utile ad assaporare al meglio tutti i giochi linguistici di cui si serve e su cui ragiona Ponge。 Meraviglioso lo sguardo che getta sulle cose: riscoprendole ci è permesso di osservarle come se fosse la prima volta， scavando al di sotto degli strati della lingua e dell'uso quotidiano di questi oggetti （tra cui compare anche l'uomo）， "svestendole" di tutti i significati acquisiti， per guardare semplicemente a ciò che sono。 Un poesia in prosa che consiglio， tanto per una lettura curiosa e "di piacere" ， quanto per uno studio dell'universo pongiano， una cosmologia che merita a tutti gli effetti la nostra attenzione。 。。。more
Rémy
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Un recueil de poèmes en prose à propos d'objet banales， comme le pain， l'huitre， ou le galet。 Assez compliqué de comprendre complètement chaque poème lors de sa première lecture。 Un recueil de poèmes en prose à propos d'objet banales， comme le pain， l'huitre， ou le galet。 Assez compliqué de comprendre complètement chaque poème lors de sa première lecture。 。。。more
Ed Scherrer
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"When sugar concocted in the stems wells up deep inside flowers， as in poorly washed cups， a great struggle takes place on the ground。。。from which， a sudden volley of butterflies 。。。 " So begins The Butterfly， one of thirty two prose poems by Francis Ponge， all of them fascinated with the natural and inanimate world: Moss， The Candle， Snails， Pebbles， Trees Coming Undone Within a Sphere of Fog etc。 Here is a poet down on his hands and knees， crouched on the beach， in conversation with the sedime "When sugar concocted in the stems wells up deep inside flowers， as in poorly washed cups， a great struggle takes place on the ground。。。from which， a sudden volley of butterflies 。。。 " So begins The Butterfly， one of thirty two prose poems by Francis Ponge， all of them fascinated with the natural and inanimate world: Moss， The Candle， Snails， Pebbles， Trees Coming Undone Within a Sphere of Fog etc。 Here is a poet down on his hands and knees， crouched on the beach， in conversation with the sedimentary processes of accretion and disintegration found in shells and pebbles; his ear is tuned to the sighs of carbon dioxide that come from gardens at night; the hidden course of rainwater， carried up by vegetation and put into those flasks that blush with ostentation， "which we call their fruit。" Their is a bucolic innocence and tender philosophy in these prose poems。 For fans of the form， useful， as always， for sweeping away the cobwebs of convention。 。。。more
Max Lester
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Subjugué par une telle œuvre à la fois surréaliste， poétique， comique。 Un véritable recueil de fenêtres sur le monde。
aconeyisland
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Sui cespugli tipografici costituiti dal poema， su una strada che non porta né fuori dalle cose né verso la mente， certi frutti sono formati da una agglomerazione di sfere che una goccia di inchiostro riempie。*Neri， rosa， e kaki insieme sul grappolo， offrono lo spettacolo di una famiglia burbera in età diverse piuttosto che una viva tentazione a coglierle。 Vista la disproporzione tra i semi e la polpa， gli uccelli li gustano poco， tanta poca cosa resta in fondo quando dal becco all’ano ne sono at Sui cespugli tipografici costituiti dal poema， su una strada che non porta né fuori dalle cose né verso la mente， certi frutti sono formati da una agglomerazione di sfere che una goccia di inchiostro riempie。*Neri， rosa， e kaki insieme sul grappolo， offrono lo spettacolo di una famiglia burbera in età diverse piuttosto che una viva tentazione a coglierle。 Vista la disproporzione tra i semi e la polpa， gli uccelli li gustano poco， tanta poca cosa resta in fondo quando dal becco all’ano ne sono attraversati。*Il poeta invece nel corso della sua passeggiata professionale ne fa giustamente il proprio modello: «Così dunque， si dice， riescono in gran numero gli sforzi pazienti di un fiore molto fragile benché da un arcigno intricarsi di rovi difeso。 Senza molte altre qualità – more， perfettamente more sono， e mature – come anche questa poesia è fatta»。 。。。more
Djam
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Lu pendant la cube Chartes。J'aime beaucoup les poèmes courts， même si les longs sont intéressants je les trouve un peu ennuyant。 Mon préféré reste le morceau de viande。J'aimerais bien lire La fabrique du pré。 Lu pendant la cube Chartes。J'aime beaucoup les poèmes courts， même si les longs sont intéressants je les trouve un peu ennuyant。 Mon préféré reste le morceau de viande。J'aimerais bien lire La fabrique du pré。 。。。more
source
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L'idée derriére l'oeuvre est ambitieuse。 C'est un monde à part， soit on aime beaucoup soit on aime pas。 L'idée derriére l'oeuvre est ambitieuse。 C'est un monde à part， soit on aime beaucoup soit on aime pas。 。。。more
Celyen
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Si certains poèmes peuvent susciter l’intérêt， difficile de garder le même engouement pour le reste du recueil。
André Bernhardt
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So poetic - Hail to the Snail！
Hassan Rezaee
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Escargot， huître， orange， et galet， sont parmi ses meilleurs poèmes。
St-Loup
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I would easily give four or five stars to the Parti Pris Des Choses alone， though。 The other writings were quite interesting but not nearly as mind-opening。
Marine
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Ce recueil de poèmes n'a pas fait écho en moi。 Je n'irai pas jusqu'à dire qu'il était horrible， certains ont su éveiller mon intérêt。 Mais le fait est que je n'ai pas été touchée et c'est une des premières choses que je recherche avec la poésie。 Comme c'est un livre pour l'université， je le relirai pour mieux m'en imprégner et peut-être y voir quelque chose qui m'a échappé avec cette première lecture。 Ce recueil de poèmes n'a pas fait écho en moi。 Je n'irai pas jusqu'à dire qu'il était horrible， certains ont su éveiller mon intérêt。 Mais le fait est que je n'ai pas été touchée et c'est une des premières choses que je recherche avec la poésie。 Comme c'est un livre pour l'université， je le relirai pour mieux m'en imprégner et peut-être y voir quelque chose qui m'a échappé avec cette première lecture。 。。。more
Melody Delpierre
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tLe parti pris des choses est un recueil de poèmes écrit par Francis Ponge au XXe siècle。 Ce recueil nous propose de nombreux poèmes qui s’attarde sur des objets banales ou sur des animaux， comme « Le coquillage » et « La crevette »。 J’ai trouvé interessant le fait que le poète s’attarde à décrire des banalités comme par exemple dans « Le galet » où l’on retrouve la phrase : « Voilà l’origine du gris chaos de la Terre， notre humble et magnifique séjour »。tSi j’ai aimé la forme et le fond de cert tLe parti pris des choses est un recueil de poèmes écrit par Francis Ponge au XXe siècle。 Ce recueil nous propose de nombreux poèmes qui s’attarde sur des objets banales ou sur des animaux， comme « Le coquillage » et « La crevette »。 J’ai trouvé interessant le fait que le poète s’attarde à décrire des banalités comme par exemple dans « Le galet » où l’on retrouve la phrase : « Voilà l’origine du gris chaos de la Terre， notre humble et magnifique séjour »。tSi j’ai aimé la forme et le fond de certains poèmes comme « Notes pur un coquillage » que j’ai beaucoup aimé ce n’est pas le cas de tout les poèmes de ce recueil。 Tous les poèmes ne m’ont pas plus。 Je n’ai pas su accroché au fond de tout les poèmes， malgré les sonorités et les rythmes qui elles étaient bien présentes。 Le style du poète m’a par moment dérangé。tMalheureusement， au vu des rares poèmes étudiés en classe， je n’imaginais pas ce recueil construit ainsi。 Je m’attendais à des poèmes plus accrochant。 J’ai donc été déçu par ce recueil。 。。。more
Michael A。
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3。5 （since i cant do half stars。。。cmon）。 Ponge's poetry （though he would object to be calling a poet: he says something like he is simply expelling poetic magma） is an intellectualization and poeticization of the mundane and quotidian。 Perhaps since Ponge is averse to being called a poet， we can call these observations。 There are observations about mollusks， oysters and roughly 15 pages about shrimp。 There is I think one "traditional" poem in the book and it is about a prairie - it's pretty good 3。5 （since i cant do half stars。。。cmon）。 Ponge's poetry （though he would object to be calling a poet: he says something like he is simply expelling poetic magma） is an intellectualization and poeticization of the mundane and quotidian。 Perhaps since Ponge is averse to being called a poet， we can call these observations。 There are observations about mollusks， oysters and roughly 15 pages about shrimp。 There is I think one "traditional" poem in the book and it is about a prairie - it's pretty good！ Broken up in between these poetic observations are Ponge's own thoughts on things。 His diction is that of like an erudite pappy， a scholarly grandpa - he'd sit you on your lap and tell you about the aesthetics of Georges Braque's paintings。 He has a very warm， inviting， conversational style and I found his essays to be quite humble - but he is clearly a very intelligent man。 I think the "poetry" （scare quotes in honor of Ponge） worth reading just because of how he makes crates and rains interesting to read about。 The poem at the end is poignant as well。 。。。more
Finnie
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Jvais pas expliquer mais le ressenti global peut tenir en un mot: horrible
Chuck
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Ponge's observations written down in poetic prose is well worth attention。 The Snail。 The Oyster， and Water are some of my favorite。 I liked this translation a lot （though to be fair， I have not read others）。 Reading Ponge is a great way to help your brain think out of the box a bit， by guiding you to look at everyday objects both organic and non-organic in detail and from various vantage points。 Ponge is not something that you necessarily read straight through insomuch as you dine on his works Ponge's observations written down in poetic prose is well worth attention。 The Snail。 The Oyster， and Water are some of my favorite。 I liked this translation a lot （though to be fair， I have not read others）。 Reading Ponge is a great way to help your brain think out of the box a bit， by guiding you to look at everyday objects both organic and non-organic in detail and from various vantage points。 Ponge is not something that you necessarily read straight through insomuch as you dine on his works over a period of time。 。。。more
L'Occitane littéraire
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Je vous souhaite ce regard neuf sur la "banalité"， cette （re）découverte du quotidien， ce renouveau du monde qui n'avait plus d'importance pour nous， reprend forme， reprend des couleurs et de la consistance。 Je vous recommande donc fortement ce recueil， révolutionnaire pour son époque qui casse de manière drastique avec le lyrisme dominant en poésie jusqu'alors : https://bookymary。blogspot。fr/2017/09。。。 Je vous souhaite ce regard neuf sur la "banalité"， cette （re）découverte du quotidien， ce renouveau du monde qui n'avait plus d'importance pour nous， reprend forme， reprend des couleurs et de la consistance。 Je vous recommande donc fortement ce recueil， révolutionnaire pour son époque qui casse de manière drastique avec le lyrisme dominant en poésie jusqu'alors : https://bookymary。blogspot。fr/2017/09。。。 。。。more
Laurens
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Meer prozadichters， meer beter。 Ponge schrijft en beschrijft alledaagse voorwerpen， maar op een bijna metafysisch niveau。 Normale zaken krijgen nieuwe lagen en dat is gaaf om te lezen。 Maar。。。 WAT IS DAT NOU DAT ALLE DICHTERS DIE IK LEES HET WOORD "NEGER" GEBRUIKEN？ Serieus （Saint-John Perse， Lundkvist， Ponge）， wat is dat？ Het lijkt bijna alsof ik ze er op uitzoek。 Meer prozadichters， meer beter。 Ponge schrijft en beschrijft alledaagse voorwerpen， maar op een bijna metafysisch niveau。 Normale zaken krijgen nieuwe lagen en dat is gaaf om te lezen。 Maar。。。 WAT IS DAT NOU DAT ALLE DICHTERS DIE IK LEES HET WOORD "NEGER" GEBRUIKEN？ Serieus （Saint-John Perse， Lundkvist， Ponge）， wat is dat？ Het lijkt bijna alsof ik ze er op uitzoek。 。。。more
Lorette
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J'ai RIEN compris。 J'ai RIEN compris。 。。。more
Paulina
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I didn't think that I would enjoy this， but I was surprised at just how beautiful this is！ Ponge looks at the world in a different way and I love it。 Beautiful writing about everyday objects - a quick read and definitely worth it。 I didn't think that I would enjoy this， but I was surprised at just how beautiful this is！ Ponge looks at the world in a different way and I love it。 Beautiful writing about everyday objects - a quick read and definitely worth it。 。。。more
Michael
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"Creamy， many-layered desserts， boldly erected and served up in footed goblets of some dubious metal， hastily washed and unfortunately always tepid， allow those diners who select them to display more clearly than by any other token the depth of feeling that inspires them。 For one， it is the enthusiasm incited by the presence at his side of a magnificent be-waved stenographer for whom he would not hesitate to commit a thousand similar costly follies; for another it is the wish to display a tastef "Creamy， many-layered desserts， boldly erected and served up in footed goblets of some dubious metal， hastily washed and unfortunately always tepid， allow those diners who select them to display more clearly than by any other token the depth of feeling that inspires them。 For one， it is the enthusiasm incited by the presence at his side of a magnificent be-waved stenographer for whom he would not hesitate to commit a thousand similar costly follies; for another it is the wish to display a tasteful frugality （earlier he had eaten no more than a light hors-d'oeuvre） combined with an attractive taste for delicacies; for some it is the way to show an aristocratic disdain for anything in the world not graced with a slight hint of magic; finally others， through the manner in which they savour it， reveal a lofty and sophisticated soul， a confirmed habit and surfeit of luxury。" 。。。more
Matthew Mousseau
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The Voice of Things contains a number of texts by Francis Ponge， including the complete text of Taking the Side of Things; selections from Methods， Pieces， Lyres， and The Prairie; and a previously unpublished poem entitled "This Is Why I Have Lived"。。。From Taking the Side of Things。。。On occasion night revives an unusual plant whose glow rearranging furnished rooms into masses of shadow。Its leaf of gold stands impassive in the hollow of a little alabaster column on a very The Voice of Things contains a number of texts by Francis Ponge， including the complete text of Taking the Side of Things; selections from Methods， Pieces， Lyres， and The Prairie; and a previously unpublished poem entitled "This Is Why I Have Lived"。。。From Taking the Side of Things。。。On occasion night revives an unusual plant whose glow rearranging furnished rooms into masses of shadow。Its leaf of gold stands impassive in the hollow of a little alabaster column on a very black pedicel。Mothy butterflies assault it in place of the too high moon that mists the woods。 But burned at once， or worn out by the struggle， they all tremble on the brink of a frenzy close to stupor。Meanwhile， the candle， by the flickering of its rays on the book in the sudden release of its own smoke， encourages the reader - then leans over on its stand and drowns in its own aliment。- The Candle， pg。 35 From Methods。。。It may well be that I am not very intelligent; in any case ideas are not my forte。 I have always been disappointed by them。 The most well-founded opinions， the most harmonious （best constructed） philosophic systems have always seemed to me utterly precarious， caused in me a certain queasiness， an uneasiness， an unpleasant feeling of instability。 I haven't the slightest confidence in the statements I come out with during a discussion。 Contradictory remarks made by others seem to me just as valid， or let us say for the sake of precision， neither more not less valid。 I am easily convinced， easily dissuaded。 And when I say convinced， I mean if not of some truth， then at least of the fragility of my own opinion。 What is more， the validity of ideas most often seems to me in inverse proportion to the fervour with which they were expounded。 The tone of conviction （and even sincerity） is assumed， it seems to me， as much to convince oneself as to convince one's interlocutor， and even more perhaps to replace conviction; to replace， in a sense， the truth missing from the statements made。 This is something I feel very keenly。[。。。]- My Creative Method， pg。 81 From Pieces。。。The horizon， overscored with misty accent marks， seems to be printed in small letters， of darker or lighter ink depending on the light。What lies closer gives me no more pleasure than a painting，What lies still closer， no more than sculpture or architecture，As to the reality of things right up to my knees， like food， a feeling of real indigestion。Until finally， everything sinks into my body and flies out through my head， as though through a chimney open to the sky。- Landscape， pg。 140 From Lyres。。。The moment has come， I think， to startle our generation by presenting it with a gripping truth - the most poignant one it can conceive of - which it had to formulate entirely by itself before we could do so。 The smallest statuette by Giacometti is formal proof of this: for a generation - ours - to display its stamens so gloriously， it must have reached the end of its flowering。Giacometti was born in 1901 in the mountain village of Stampa （Switzerland）， which is to say in the rugged heart of Europe， but oriented more toward Italy。 His mother， a rock （whom he resembles）， married a field of flowers （a painter who， I have been told， was the finest Swiss exponent of the Impressionist school）; she had three sons， like Switzerland herself: a rock and two pines。It was thus in the most ordinary way that Alberto， born into an age of objets d'art， was determined to become an an artist; he was sent to the Academy。 But he was endowed with the only quality which enables one to produce a few masterworks: passionately sensitive to the world， or perhaps to a certain thing in the world， he desire it with such fervour， such respect， such scruples， that he must have known the most pervasive torment because of it - and the absurdity of its expression。 It is here that the profoundest questions arise。 Why become a sculptor？ He then decided to become himself。[。。。]- Reflections on the Statuettes， Figures， and Paintings of Alberto Giacometti， pg。 155 From The Prairie。。。When Nature， at our awaking， sometimes proposes to usPrecisely what we were intending，Praise at once swells in our throats。We think we are in paradise。So it was with the prairie I wish to tell of，And which provides my subject for today。Since this has more to do with a way of beingThan with a platter set before our eyes，The word is more fitting than paintWhich would not do at all。Taking a tube of green and spreading it on the pageDoes not make a prairie。They are born in another way。They surge up from the page。And the page should furthermore be brown。Let us then prepare the page on which today may be bornA verdant verity。Sometimes then - we might also say in some places -Sometimes， our nature -I mean by that Nature on our planetAnd what we are each day on awaking -Sometimes， our nature has prepared us （for） a prairie。But what is it that blocks our way？In this little underbrush half-shade half-sun，Who sets these spokes in our wheels？Why， as soon as we emerge over the page，In this single paragraph， so many scruples？Why then， seen from here， this limited fragment of space，Stretched between four rocks or four hawthorn hedges，Barely larger than a handkerchief，Moraine of the forests， downpour of adverse signs，This prairie， gentle surface， halo of springsand of the original storm sweet sequelIn unanimous anonymous call or reply to the rain，Why does it suddenly seem more precious to usThan the finest of Persian rugs？Fragile but not frangible，The soil at times reconquers the surface，Marked by the little hooves of the foal that galloped there，Trampled by the cattle that pushed slowly toward the watering place。。。While a long procession of Sunday strollers， withoutSoiling their white shoes， moves aheadFollowing the little stream， swollen by drowning or perdition， Why then， from the start， does it prohibit us？Could we then already have reached the naos，That sacred place for a repast of reasons？Here we are， in any case， at the heart of pleonasmsAnd at the only logical levelthat befits us。Here the prayer wheel is already turning，Yet without the slightest idea of prostration，For that would be contrary to the verticalities of the place。Crasis of paratus， according to Latin etymologists，Close [près] to rock and rill，Ready [prêt] to be mown or grazed，Prepared for us by nature，Pré， paré， près， prêt。The prairie [pré] lying there like the ideal past participleIs equally rever（d）end as our prefix of prefixes，Pre-fix within prefix， pre-sent within present。No way out of our original onomatopoeias。In that case， back into them。No need， furthermore， to get out，Their variations being adequate to accountFor the marvelously tediousMonotony and Variety of the world。For its perpetuity， in short。Yet must they be pronounced。Spoken。 And perhaps parabolized。All of them， told。- The Prairie， pg。 178-181 。。。more
Anima
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A book to be remembered for its uniquely blended beautiful projections of the objects into the world of breathing creatures。 The prose poems are clusters of dynamic images that invite us to explore with our hearts and imagination multidimensional meanings。 Such a captivating reading！Fire"Fire has a system: first all the flames move in one direction…（One can only compare the gait of fire to that of an animal; it must first leave one place before occupying another; it moves like an amoeba and a gi A book to be remembered for its uniquely blended beautiful projections of the objects into the world of breathing creatures。 The prose poems are clusters of dynamic images that invite us to explore with our hearts and imagination multidimensional meanings。 Such a captivating reading！Fire"Fire has a system: first all the flames move in one direction…（One can only compare the gait of fire to that of an animal; it must first leave one place before occupying another; it moves like an amoeba and a giraffe at the same time， its neck lurching， its foot dragging）…Then， while the substances consumed with method collapse， the escaping gasses are subsequently transformed into one long flight of butterflies。" 。。。more
Lou Last
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The ButterflyWhen the sugar prepared in the stem rises to the bottom of the flower， like a badly washed cup - a great event takes place on the ground where the butterflies suddenly take off。Because each caterpillar had it's head blinded and blackened， and it's torso shrunk by the veritable explosion from which its symmetrical wings flamed -From then on the erratic butterfly no longer alights except by chance of route， or just about。A flying match， it's flame is not contagious。 Furthermore， it ar The ButterflyWhen the sugar prepared in the stem rises to the bottom of the flower， like a badly washed cup - a great event takes place on the ground where the butterflies suddenly take off。Because each caterpillar had it's head blinded and blackened， and it's torso shrunk by the veritable explosion from which its symmetrical wings flamed -From then on the erratic butterfly no longer alights except by chance of route， or just about。A flying match， it's flame is not contagious。 Furthermore， it arrives too late and can only acknowledge the flowers' blooming。 Never mind: in the role of lamplighter， it checks the oil supply in each one， places on the top of the flower the atrophied cocoon it carries， and so avenges it's long， amorphous humiliation as a caterpillar at the stem's foot。Miniscule airborne sailboat abused by the wind mistaking it for a twice-spawned petal， it gallivants around the garden。pg。 46Translated by Beth Archer 。。。more
Reference
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