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An Open Letter to My Sister, Miss Angela Davis | by James Baldwin | The New York Review of Books

James Baldwin, France, 1970

Source: An Open Letter to My Sister, Miss Angela Davis | by James Baldwin | The New York Review of Books

Opinion | John Lewis: Together, You Can Redeem the Soul of Our Nation – The New York Times

A Longhouse Birdhouse: ROBERT DESNOS ~

Robert Desnos

 

Letter to Youki

My love,

Our suffering would be unbearable if we couldn’t think of it as a passing and sentimental illness. Our rediscoveries will adorn our life for at least thirty years. As for me, I’m taking a deep drink of youth and I’ll come back to you full of love and strength! During our separation a birthday, mine, was the occasion of a long fantasy about you. Will my letter reach you in time for your birthday? I would’ve liked to give you 100,000 American cigarettes, a dozen dresses from the great couturiers, an apartment on the Seine, a car, the cottage in the Compiegne forest, the one on Belle-Isle and a little four-sous bouquet. While I’m gone, keep flowers around all the time; I’ll pay you back for them. All the rest, I promise it to you later.

But above all else, drink a bottle of good wine and think of me. I hope our friends won’t forget to visit you that day. I thank them for their courage and devotion. About a week ago I got a package from J-L Barrault. Kiss him for me, and Madeleine Renaud too; the package is proof my letter got through. I haven’t gotten an answer; I’m waiting for one every day. Kiss everyone in the family, Lucien, Aunt Juliet, Georges. If you run into Passeur’s brother, give him my best and ask him if he knows anybody who can help you if you need it. What’s happening with my books at the printer’s? I’ve got a lot of ideas for poems and novels. I regret not having the freedom or the time to write them. But you can tell Gallimard that within three months after I get back he’ll have the manuscript of a love story in an entirely new genre. I’m ending this letter for today.

Today, July 15th, I got four letters from Barrault, Julia, Dr. Benet and Daniel. Thank them apologize for me for not answering. I’m allowed only one letter a month. Still no word from you, but they send me news of you; that will be for the next time. I hope that letter is our life to come.

Robert

Buchenwald


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Robert Desnos
The Voice of Robert Desnos
(Selected Poems)
translated by William Kulik
The Sheep Meadow Press
2004

Source: A Longhouse Birdhouse: ROBERT DESNOS ~

The Comey Letter Probably Cost Clinton The Election | FiveThirtyEight

This is the tenth article in a series that reviews news coverage of the 2016 general election, explores how Donald Trump won and why his chances were underrated by most of the American media.

Source: The Comey Letter Probably Cost Clinton The Election | FiveThirtyEight

Read the letter Coretta Scott King wrote opposing Sessions’s 1986 federal nomination – The Washington Post

During the 1986 hearing, the letter and King’s opposition became a crucial part of the argument against Sessions’s confirmation.

Source: Read the letter Coretta Scott King wrote opposing Sessions’s 1986 federal nomination – The Washington Post

Rimbaud’s Litter by Patti Smith | Wadsworth Atheneum

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Arthur Rimbaud’s Litter, installation by Patti Smith. Photo by Rena Silverman.

“Curated by the museum’s director Susan Talbott, Patti Smith: Camera Solo, which opened last week, features three rooms of Smith’s photographs. One of the rooms is entirely devoted to Arthur Rimbaud: a recreation of the stretcher he was carried on . . . .” – Rena Silverman, BOMB magazine, 1.7.11

Stricken with painful inflammation in his right knee for twenty days, the 19th-Century French poet Rimbaud hired workers to build a litter on which they carried him for 300 kilometers from Harer to Zeilah in eastern Ethiopia. The journey took twelve days across the desert. He was poor and sick and needed this gentle carrying. But the inflammation was already too far gone. By the time he arrived back in France his right leg had to be amputated and he died on November 10, 1891.

When I visited the Patti Smith: Camera Solo exhibition at the Wadsworth Atheneum, Hartford, CT, it was her installation, Arthur Rimbaud’s Litter, that moved me most. It was delicately, simply, and starkly constructed. Its scale, materials, and final placement in the room conveyed a truth, a beauty, a love, a poem finally, holding his presence in absence, holding vigil.  – Donna Fleischer

Rimbaud’s Letter to His Mother April 30, 1891

Patti Smith: Camera Solo by Rena Silverman

Arthur Rimbaud

 

O Little Root of a Dream by Paul Celan | Poets.org

O Little Root of a Dream

  by Paul Celan
translated by Heather McHugh and Nikolai Popov

O little root of a dream 
you hold me here 
undermined by blood, 
no longer visible to anyone, 
property of death.

Curve a face
that there may be speech, of earth, 
of ardor, of
things with eyes, even
here, where you read me blind,

even 
here, 
where you 
refute me, 
to the letter.

 

O Little Root of a Dream by Paul Celan

Tomgram: Rebecca Solnit, Emerging From Darkness, the Edward Snowden Story | TomDispatch

Tomgram: Rebecca Solnit, Emerging From Darkness, the Edward Snowden Story | TomDispatch.

Concerning the Violent Peace-Police – An Open Letter to Chris Hedges / n + 1

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The Lit Pub • “At the top of my voice in the middle of the main square.”

The Lit Pub • “At the top of my voice in the middle of the main square.”.