I’ve just been reading the Wikipedia links for the authors I mentioned in the previous post.
There’s some absolutely amazing titbits of information in there . . .
Apparently Blaise Cendrars once ‘lived in a house in Biarritz that had been decorated with murals by Pablo Picasso and drove an old Alfa Romeo that had been colour-coordinated by Georges Braque’.
Louis-Ferdinand Celine meanwhile was prosecuted for his anti-semitic views and spent several years exiled in Denmark among other places.
Finally William Carlos Williams believed socialism would emerge as the dominant political force; something he viewed as essential to the development of ‘true art’.
Anyway, I think it’s fair to say all three writers shared a modernist sensibility. All three were writing more or less contemporaneously, separately seeking out new literary forms better suited to a world hurtling headlong into unknown territory.
Here’s one of Carlos Williams’ best-known, and most beautiful, poems:
This is just to say
I have eaten
that were in
you were probably
they were delicious
and so cold