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Hocquard's fiction Aerea dans les forets de ny (1997) reinforces the poet's curiosity in augural area and in derivation, articulated in "Il rien" and in "La Ligne claire" respectively. categorized a "novel," Aerea dans les forets de big apple is a prose piece made out of seven sections that includes a bunch of characters in diversified destinations: big apple, the Mississippi Delta, Istanbul, the Bosporus, and particularly, a small, unnamed island. instead of contributing to an built-in unit that's likely entire in itself, the characters emerge on the subject of a number of others after which fade from cognizance, as though their complete cause of showing within the novel was once so as to add information and phonemic type. "David, Zachary, Jessica, Sokrat. June. Medea. Montalban. Virginia, Remedios. Juan, Rosita," writes the narrator, "the interlaced letters in their names hold the fires of an alphabet that mirrors that which bums less than the signal of Aerea, goddess of the woods, of looking, and of fishing."26 including just like Louis Cranach's Eve putting within the narrator's workspace, the conversing voice, Adam, indications an understanding of legend and origins.

But the focal point of this narrative is in other places, for in it Hocquard elaborates on his inspiration of fiction. He observes that while fiction comes from the skin -from the ocean- the closeness and transparency of the island resists fiction: "The island, from each aspect, turns its again at the sea. It's a petrified abstraction and correctly discouraging for somebody who likes analogies." If through its density and colour the island resists fiction, the gap of fiction (perhaps its "aerea") is located now not in a Baudelairian woodland of symbols that testify to a few hidden fact yet within the disorienting reflections solid from multivalent pictures. The woodland right here, is long island, and the narrator takes pains to disassociate legend and tale from the dense assemblage of constituent components of the woodland: "Each department, copse, ditch, stump, piece of earth, fern, lifeless wooden, moss, rut, direction, tracks, footprints, animal cry or birdsong every little thing is mounted. yet to this fixity, not anything could be hooked up, no tale, no character.... each one tree is a reflect, each one rock and echo. every thing that's felt there, is visible there, or is heard there's already recognized and but, new."

Like the wooded area defined the following, the big apple of Aerea is itself a woodland, one produced from brick and mortar, metal, and glass. and prefer the bushes and rocks of the woodland, the angles. and surfaces of the skyscrapers, spires, and home windows remember one another in an unending association of mirrored image, exemplified in an account of a stroll via Wall road on a vacation: "Around and above us," we learn, "Wall road was once remoted in its personal silence. by way of the sport of reflections the guts of big apple used to be pierced by means of its personal fake reminiscence: reflections of skyscrapers in puddles of water, reflections of facades in facades. the newest construction structures, all in blue or black glass walls, duplicated through reflect results the photographs of former development projects."

If because the narrator claims, fiction is known as coming from with no, then this fiction is of a distinct nature, one Hocquard describes in "Il rien" as a narrative that "draws its pertinence no longer from an out of doors yet from the gap it inaugurates" (PT. 56). no matter if or not it's the small island, self-sufficient and impervious to the skin, or the wooded area - that's a similar and but ever new - or the island of ny, developing its life from countless angles and reflections, for Hocquard tale and fiction come up as an augural house in a website of letters, phrases, and images. eventually for Hocquard, the topic of a narrative is rarely an experience, an intrigue, or a few socially generated price. As Hocquard states explicitly in "La Mercury bleu pale," the topic will be chanced on "in the succession of pages, by way of two," as "the juxtaposition of scenes" (PT, 17). The literary textual content, we're reminded, is given in a deviation of that means and language (PT, 53). And lest we fail to remember, this deviation is that which creates fiction.


Emmanuel Hocquard is certainly one of France's major post-68 poets. He served because the editor of the small press Orange Export Ltd. as well as over 30 books of poetry, he has released serious articles, a unique, and a movie. He has additionally translated works through Charles Reznikoff, Michael Palmer, Paul Auster, and others, and is the founder and director of "Un Bureau sur l'Atlantique," a firm that fosters French-American poetic alternate. along with the Abbaye de Royaumont, he ran a sequence of crew translation seminars in the course of the eighties and nineties. a number of volumes were translated into English, and his paintings appears to be like on-line at PennSound, the digital Poetry middle, and Raised in Tangier, he lives and works within the south of France.


Lydia Davis (born July 15, 1947) is an American author famous for her brief tales. Davis can also be a novelist, essayist, and translator from French and different languages, and has produced a number of new translations of French literary classics, together with Proust's Swann’s method and Flaubert's Madame Bovary.

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To retrace one's steps: to feed one's fear. It's a very abstract circumstance; the forest causes the person who has gotten lost in it to walk. He goes round in a circle, believing he's finding the way out. To be driven crazy is the fate of the lost person. The forest has no other end but the trees he sees, no other edge but his inner rounds, no other center but his anxiety. Being neither a fox nor an owl, he remains forever alien to what is around him, alien to the forest, with no way out, but enclosed by nothing.

Adam, don't listen to Sokrat," Jessica said to me, taking my arm. "Even though it isn't really like him, our friend feels sad when he thinks of tomorrow. Let's leave him to drink away his sorrow and go out for some air. " Snow was falling in the night. The first snow of the year had begun falling the night before I was to leave. It had already covered the road and the underbrush; the darkness before us was streaked by the slow fall of the flakes. Her hands resting on the wooden balustrade, Jessica was silent; her fur collar now and then caught a pale flake of snow, downy as a ball of mimosa.

But from a distance, Adam, it still creates an illusion. " "Now, I'd like you to visit my rock. We'll have to walk a little, but you'll see what an ideal place I've discovered for sunbathing and swimming where no one can see me. " 45 AEREA IN THE FORESTS OF MANHATTAN June, already wearing her blue straw hat, rolled up the bath towels she had put out to dry under the vine in our courtyard, and while she laced up her leather sandals, I slipped on my white espadrilles, fully conscious of the solemn, intimate nature of this first visit to the island.

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