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Edouard Roditi

(6 June 1910 - 10 May 1992 / Paris / France)

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  • Einar Ökland (11/24/2004 10:37:00 AM)

    We met in Belgrade some 20-25 years ago - he an American intepreter, I a Norwegian poet - and talked about ourselves for many hours. Since then he has stayed in my memory as a most unusual poet and person which I was lucky enough to meet. He was very grumpy, not a sweet man at all, but he was very sweet to me. It is only in later times I have tried to read his poetry. Seance seems to me to be a descripton of an imaginary (?) French surrealist painting. What I like about it is the prose form. It saves the poem, although the poem seems a little dated.

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Seance

    The stranger walks into the dark room where the two men sit at the table and talk of travel. The stranger joins in the conversation, saying: 'I have also traveled' and the two men look up and seem surprised at his sudden appearance. In the corners of the ceiling there is a sound as of very swift wings, a muttering of motors,

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