Samuel Beckett


Samuel Beckett
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Samuel Barclay Beckett (13 April 1906 – 22 December 1989) was an Irish avant-garde novelist, playwright, theatre director, and poet, who lived in Paris for most of his adult life and wrote in both English and French. His work offers a bleak, tragicomic outlook on human nature, often coupled with black comedy and gallows humour.

Beckett is widely regarded as among the most influential writers of the 20th century. Strongly influenced by James Joyce, he is considered one of the last modernists. As an inspiration to many later writers, he is also sometimes considered one of the first postmodernists. He is one of the key writers in what Martin Esslin called the "Theatre of the ... more »

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  • ''I know what darkness is, it accumulates, thickens, then suddenly bursts and drowns everything.''
    Samuel Beckett (1906-1989), Irish dramatist, novelist. First published in 1953. Malone, in Malone Dies, p. 13, Grove Press (1970).
  • ''Watt's need of semantic succour was at times so great that he would set to trying names on things, and on himself, almost as a woman hats.''
    Samuel Beckett (1906-1989), Irish dramatist, novelist. First published in 1953. The narrator, in Watt, p. 83, Grove Press (1959).
  • ''My notes have a curious tendency, as I realize at last, to annihilate all they purport to record.''
    Samuel Beckett (1906-1989), Irish dramatist, novelist. First published in 1953. Malone, in Malone Dies, p., Grove Press (1970). 88.
  • ''His semen had never done any harm to anyone.''
    Samuel Beckett (1906-1989), Irish dramatist, novelist. First published in 1953. Malone, in Malone Dies, p. 68, Grove Press (1970).
  • ''My dear parents, he said, and Mr and Mrs Micks, heroic figures, unique in the annals of cloistered fornication, filled the kitchen.''
    Samuel Beckett (1906-1989), Irish dramatist, novelist. First published in 1953. The narrator, in Watt, p. 216, Grove Press (1959).
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  • Fabrizio Frosini Fabrizio Frosini (8/14/2016 8:59:00 AM)

    no poems, here.. pity.. then I'm going to post a few lyrics by Samuel Beckett..
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    Quatre Poèmes (translated from French by the author)


    1. Dieppe

    again the last ebb
    the dead shingle
    the turning then the steps
    toward the lighted town

    [Samuel Beckett]

  • Fabrizio Frosini Fabrizio Frosini (8/14/2016 8:58:00 AM)

    2.

    my way is in the sand flowing
    between the shingle and the dune
    the summer rain rains on my life
    on me my life harrying fleeing
    to its beginning to tis end

    my peace is there in the receding mist
    when I may cease from trreading these long shifting thresholds
    and live the space of a door
    that opens and shuts

    [Samuel Beckett]

  • Fabrizio Frosini Fabrizio Frosini (8/14/2016 8:58:00 AM)

    3.

    what would I do without this world faceless incurious
    where to be lasts but an instant where ebery instant
    spills in the void the ignorance of having been
    without this wave where in the end
    body and shadow together are engulfed
    what would I do without this silence where the murmurs die
    the pantings the frenzies toward succour towards love
    without this sky that soars
    above it's ballast dust

    what would I do what I did yesterday and the day before
    peering out of my deadlight looking for another
    wandering like me eddying far from all the living
    in a convulsive space
    among the voices voiceless
    that throng my hiddenness

    [Samuel Beckett]

  • Fabrizio Frosini Fabrizio Frosini (8/14/2016 8:57:00 AM)

    4.

    I would like my love to die
    and the rain to be falling on the graveyard
    and on me walking the streets
    mourning the first and last to love me

    [Samuel Beckett]

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