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ARAGON Louis (1897-1982)
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ARAGON Louis (1897-1982)
L.A.S. "Louis Aragon", Paris [1923?], to Denise LÉVY| 2 pages in-8, heading "Le Select". American Bar.
Love letter to Denise Lévy.
[Denise Kahn, then wife of the Strasbourg physician Georges Lévy, was the cousin of Simone Kahn, André Breton's first wife].
Not having written to her for a long time allowed him to "pass under silence the little stories from day to day, very silly", which he would not have failed to maintain. "I would like to tell you from here only the light. Right away, if I write it, everything seems to be unnatural.
Yet one thing is very true, even if it is written, I am all alone now. Paris, the capital of France - a big city for sure, and me? I'm sorry you're here, don't get me wrong. I'm wandering around now, hanging around without much hope. Have I ever done anything else, yes, but today everyone's desires seem very particular to me. Not a proposal, a grand enough design. It's just that there's a lot of fog these days"... He was leaving for a long letter, but gave it up: "A kind of despondency is worthless for correspondence. I get rid of two lines of news: Maxime [Alexandre] is well, his wife is leaving tonight for Italy. He hasn't found anything yet, he's at the end of his money, he's managing as best he can. Elsewhere, nothing to report. Simone will tell you the rest"... And to finish with disillusioned lines: "Busy people are funny. They don't know how long the days are. They don't know what it's like to grow old slowly in front of a piece of glass, an ashtray. Sometimes I don't want to be interrupted in this boredom anymore. The conversation would have to explain why I talk all the time with the people I sometimes date, and why I shut up if I'm alone. I miss my appointments quite easily and later become idle - it's all very uninteresting, isn't it. I am, you see, an easy subject for irony. Denise... a name to calligraphy: Deni... you can see I don't know. Hello, can you hear me?"...
L.A.S. "Louis Aragon", Paris [1923?], to Denise LÉVY| 2 pages in-8, heading "Le Select". American Bar.
Love letter to Denise Lévy.
[Denise Kahn, then wife of the Strasbourg physician Georges Lévy, was the cousin of Simone Kahn, André Breton's first wife].
Not having written to her for a long time allowed him to "pass under silence the little stories from day to day, very silly", which he would not have failed to maintain. "I would like to tell you from here only the light. Right away, if I write it, everything seems to be unnatural.
Yet one thing is very true, even if it is written, I am all alone now. Paris, the capital of France - a big city for sure, and me? I'm sorry you're here, don't get me wrong. I'm wandering around now, hanging around without much hope. Have I ever done anything else, yes, but today everyone's desires seem very particular to me. Not a proposal, a grand enough design. It's just that there's a lot of fog these days"... He was leaving for a long letter, but gave it up: "A kind of despondency is worthless for correspondence. I get rid of two lines of news: Maxime [Alexandre] is well, his wife is leaving tonight for Italy. He hasn't found anything yet, he's at the end of his money, he's managing as best he can. Elsewhere, nothing to report. Simone will tell you the rest"... And to finish with disillusioned lines: "Busy people are funny. They don't know how long the days are. They don't know what it's like to grow old slowly in front of a piece of glass, an ashtray. Sometimes I don't want to be interrupted in this boredom anymore. The conversation would have to explain why I talk all the time with the people I sometimes date, and why I shut up if I'm alone. I miss my appointments quite easily and later become idle - it's all very uninteresting, isn't it. I am, you see, an easy subject for irony. Denise... a name to calligraphy: Deni... you can see I don't know. Hello, can you hear me?"...