Alechinsky | Alechinsky
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Oct.13.2012
A couple of days ago I was walking behind the Pantheon, looking for the rue Descartes with Alechinsky's tree and Bonnefoy's poem; I went by the Bibliothèque Sainte-Geneviève, at the Sorbonne. There were two lines out front, on either side of the door, occupying most of the sidewalk: one for...
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Apr.16.2012
The church bells--restored to the North tower--are ringing twelve o'clock. I was working, I stop, because, although I'd like to continue, I think I've reached the point where I can't see what I'm doing any more, it's like reading when your eyes begin to glide over the words, and your mind is...
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