Despair Has Wings

Despair Has Wings In the twenty year old David Gascoyne later to be one of the most significant English writers of the twentieth century found in Paris a copy of Po mes de la folie de H lderlin by the eminent Fr

  • Title: Despair Has Wings
  • Author: Pierre Jean Jouve David Gascoyne
  • ISBN: 9781904634409
  • Page: 197
  • Format: Paperback
  • In 1937 the twenty year old David Gascoyne, later to be one of the most significant English writers of the twentieth century, found in Paris a copy of Po mes de la folie de H lderlin by the eminent French poet and novelist Pierre Jean Jouve 1887 1976 The following year he was introduced to Jouve, whose influence would be crucial to the development of his own poetry andIn 1937 the twenty year old David Gascoyne, later to be one of the most significant English writers of the twentieth century, found in Paris a copy of Po mes de la folie de H lderlin by the eminent French poet and novelist Pierre Jean Jouve 1887 1976 The following year he was introduced to Jouve, whose influence would be crucial to the development of his own poetry and philosophy Gascoyne began translating Jouve s poems at the end of the 1930s when Jouve s wife Blanche, a Freudian psychiatrist, became his analyst Roger Scott provides a scholarly preface to Section One which includes all Gascoyne s published and uncollected translations of poems by his mentor In addition, Scott has retrieved a surprising number of unpublished drafts and worksheets of other versions Section Two of Despair Has Wings reprints Gascoyne s translations of two significant essays by Jouve together with Groethuysen s preface to Po mes de la folie de H lderlin The Appendix comprises letters in facsimile, unpublished poems by Gascoyne, and three of his articles on Jouve.

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    1. There are moths shut-in belowMoths pink and black and plumpSuch moths are warm with an inhuman glowTheir wings are faults of memoryThese creatures have the accent of two faces marked by fateWhen they are hanging strictly folded-up below.When the moths of the flash below are calledUp from the shadows where they waitThey rise up pink and plumpThey rise up but they flapThey flap but soon are swollen tightWith odour, blindness, nudity and weight.- The Moths, pg. 81* * *Austere nudity of the erotic H [...]

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