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Begegung mit Ernst Weiss

Mona Wollheim in diesem kurzen Büchlein beschreibt ihre Begegnung mit Ernst Weiss in Paris 1936-1940. Ernst Weiss natürlich ist einer meiner innig geliebten deutschen Exilliteraten der 1930er Jahre und 1940er, welchen I had recently discovered by chance.

Wollheim had emigrated as a young German woman, recently married to Paris, why not directly clear. She and her husband were Jewish or politically engaged? The former can be a commentary on Kafka's interest in Jewish issues seem unlikely, but they were probably stateless. In Paris, they meet with White (I desöfteren was wondering how big this exile community was and whether there ultimately all knew more or less), which fascinated her as interested in literature culture citizens and for whom she cared more and more and finally even his secretary, confidante and lover is.

Unfortunately, Wollheim is not a very good writer, then their self-written and quoted poems are corny and could not continue to speak of. It leaves out much that would damage its reputation or morality, so that she was his mistress and how the lived triple relationship between her husband, her and Weiss developed, and sacrificed by much of what had instructive for the reader are able.

The only interesting for me in this little book (just 90 pages), was the insight into the daily life of the German exile in Paris in the 30s, which it offered. In addition, the memory of the often forgotten fact that the bulk of the Displaced persons were not great writers, painters and philosophers, yes, but completely unknown to us today-normal (even if cultural) citizens.

hardly advisable, then, although my fascination continues with the exile literature, and - very indirectly - in this case received more food.

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Hadrian

enfant Comme j'avais (comme tout le monde, non?) Une petite phase d'intérêt pour les Grecques et Romains. The lisais surtout dans la version de leur fables Gustav Schwab (très classique de la littérature reputation comme d'enfant ou d'au 19ème siècle adolescent et publiée) en Allemagne et quelques biographies / romains classiques sur Rome et ses guerres. The Memoirs of Hadrian by Marguerite Yourcenar are not comparable to the works of my childhood once more heroic and less philosophical. The mixture makes precision Roman history and human thought in a way that seems almost unique or why I can not find a point of comparison in any case.

Indeed, Yourcenar has used the life of one of the great Roman emperors in being faithful to historical facts by interpreting his hands thinking, thoughts and ultimately his life. The book is designed as a sort of testament of Hadrian's life supposed to help and educate a young man (later Marcus Aurelius) that Hadrian was installed as the future emperor adopted the system of succession to the throne at the time. Hadrian puts into perspective his childhood in Spain, his strong interest in Greek culture, its attraction by the fine arts, his warrior years, finally his ascension to the throne after Emperor and his reign. It draws lessons, as model boasts more valuable than his predecessor Trajan too aggressive militarily.

It's really a beautiful book that reflect both on political and military reforms, his day Rome and its importance in history, Today's sexuality and then. Two aspects

I just watched with a critical eye for reading. First Hadrian suppressed a Jewish revolt in the vicinity of Jerusalem, destroying the city, prohibiting the Jewish access and killing more than 500,000. His rhetoric though it arises as a very human being on this and a little hardness surprising that blends with the rest of the book and it seems so sanctimonious to suggest that there is Yourcenar position by inserting anti-Semitism historical Sartre denounced almost at the same time.

The second point concerns the love life of Hadrian, which claims membership of the literary and intellectual thought but Youth who seems to be the only beauty that counts. Even when he gets older he is attending a youth (especially but not only) after the other man he would have been a memory which torments him until his death, but he died young and the memory of which remains too is based on its beauty and simplicity. Maybe I'm too modern (not postmodern) by claiming the need for a stable long-term, but the model that follows Hadrian here seems so unsuited to be a reflective and as based on superficiality of the body ( that are satisfying and obviously important, but how long is this?) I felt plutôt de la pitié pour lui (et en extension l'auteure) en ce qui concerne ce sujet.

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You Are Not a Stranger Here

For the life of it I cannot remember where I stumbled over a review of Adam Haslett's You Are Noth a Stranger Here . It might have been a belated one for a French translation, it might have been a reference only in a review to his more recent novel. In either case Haslett fit right in with my recent self-obliged lecture of modern (as in young or not dead: Rabinovici , N'Sondé , Prigent or Cisneros all fit the bill).

He coincidently also fit right in with a discussion I recently had with a friend of mine concerning gay literature. While I had had read some homosexual authors of course (Oscar Wilde, James Baldwin, Reynolds Price), virtually none of the books had actually dealt with the non-hetero world. Now the - unsurprising - truth is that this doesn't change much, in fact one would have to wonder whether something such as homosexual literature exists in the first place or whether it is not just a question of good or bad literature dealing with human lives and their complications. I would tend to favour the latter argument, but stand to be corrected as my take might simply be based on a lack of knowledge and naivety.

You Are Not a Strangere Here in any case freely mixes hetero and homo couples, stories taking place in the UK and the US. Yet, neither of this really matters nor means anything as Haslett regardless of the respective surroundings masterfully portrays humans in their suffering, in their self-delusions and (I would say) vanity. His nine stories are powerful if at times - almost reminiscent of Southern Gothic writing - grotesque and - on the surface in any case - devoid of happy endings. Haslett's writing style is extremely lucid and he wonderfully manages to convey his stories' sentiments and atmosphere across. A great new addition to my personal literary canon.