Passavant

Marianne
Place de la Nation

L'amoureux de Jeanie était devenu matelot, et elle était seule, toute seule. Elle écrivit une lettre et la scella de son petit doigt, et la jeta dans la rivière

Un autre Marcel
La Porte des Rêves

Très jolie

Car où se trouve ce qu’on cherche, on ne le sait pas et on fuit pendant souvent bien longtemps le lieu où, pour d’autre raisons, chacun nous invite

Oh, I have slipped the surly bonds of earth
And danced the skies on laughter silvered wings

High Flight
JG Magee

To live is to fly
Low and high,
So shake the dust off of your wings
And the sleep out of your eyes

TVZ

Obligé de suivre, pour me diriger vers une causerie avec Albertine, un chemin nullement tracé par moi et qui s’arrêtait d’abord devant Elstir

Très bien

Delighted to greet my much awaited copy today, direct from OUP.

Vheissu is hardly a restful place. There’s barbarity, insurrection, internecine feud. It’s no different than any other godforesakenly remote region.

Hermine David [Légion d’Honneur]
- portrait par son mari Jules Pascin

et une amie proche de Myrna Loy

en riant pour ne pas avoir l’air de tirer vanité de cette pérogative du cri

Bien sûr, un passage préféré

YearS ago

Thanks. No photo needed. I used to see it every evening from my studio apartment window. Year ago; go Yaz

Has the Citgo sign gone away?

Go Bosox

“You can’t be wise and in love at the same time”
B Dylan

Oh, my name, it ain't nothin', my age, it means less

From a lifetime of cares
'Cause if love means forever, expecting nothing returned
Then I hope I'll be given another whole lifetime to learn

Lay down these words
Before your mind like rocks.
placed solid, by hands
In choice of place, set
Before the body of the mind
in space and time:

America I’ve given you all and now I’m nothing.
America two dollars and twentyseven cents January 17, 1956.
I can’t stand my own mind.

Till then, your excerpts

… les temps d’attente

Pre-ordered quite a while ago direct from OUP …… ETA early May apparently

Les belles jeunes filles

Magnifique. Merci

And I once loved bagpipes; there was a young Marine on my ship who, when we weren’t conducting flight ops, would play the pipes at sunup on the bow. I lost this affection years later when I had an 8th floor office across from St Pat’s and the 12+ hours of pipes each parade day was too too much.

Different part of the state. But nevertheless, as you knew Tom LaF, you might be amused to google Wanden (pr: Wandeen) LaFarge - what an amazing woman she was, as was her second husband, Alexander (Andy) Kane. Their 5,000 acre spread was sparse but fun to ride on.