That Penniless Man

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That penniless man

With his big big smile

 

He tries to redeem

His life of contempt.

 

He lost every thing,

His belongings were gone.

He accused the world

Of stealing his glory.

His money, his fortune,

And the people, so adulatory,

All vanished away.

Life is just so aleatory.

 

That penniless man

With his life of contempt

 

He had everything

But he just could not see.

 

There were people who loved him,

Who would do anything

To create a better world

For him to live in.

With his hatred and scorn,

He frightened them away.

Their wounds went too deep,

He realised only too late.

 

That penniless man

Now he tries to redeem

With his big big smile

He travels far and wide.

 

He has an ear to listen

And the will to help,

His heart is full of kindness,

Now he has found himself.

 

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S’enfuir. R√©cit d’un otage, de Guy Delisle

S’enfuir. R√©cit d’un otage, de Guy Delisle

* The English version will be cooming soon *

Spoiler-freeS'enfuir

Edition : Dargaud

1ère publication : 2016

Langue : French

Genre : Graphic Novel, Non-Fiction

Pages : 432

 

Résumé

S’enfuir. R√©cit d’un otage raconte l’extraordinaire m√©saventure de Christophe Andr√©. Membre d’une ONG dans la region du Caucase, la nuit du 1er avril 1997 il est kidnapp√© par une bande tch√©tch√®ne. Cette date marque donc le d√©but d’une longue p√©riode de captivit√© pour Christophe. Oscillant entre la d√©faite et l’espoir, c’est l’incertitude qui gouverne ses journ√©es. Combien de jours va-t-il passer en captivit√© ? Va-t-il pouvoir √™tre pr√©sent au mariage de sa sŇďur? Va-t-il jamais jamais revoir ses proches ? C’est un r√©cit d√©chirant, parfois angoissant, parfois hilarant, parfois calme. Une chose est certaine, il ne vous laissera jamais¬†indiff√©rent.

Mon Avis

HostageSi je me retrouve ici √† donner mon avis sur ce roman graphique, c’est parce qu’il m’a¬†√©t√© gentiment envoy√© par Price Minister¬†pour¬†le projet #1blog1BD organis√© dans le cadre de La BD fait son festival. Il me serait impossible de les remercier √† suffisance, car¬†S’enfuir. R√©cit d’un otage est tut simplement¬†un de ces ouvrages dont la lecture¬†restera imprim√© dans ma m√©moire. Tout √† son int√©rieur m’a √©mue : ses couleurs, sa beaut√©, sa po√©sie, son histoire, ainsi¬†que son humanit√© douce et foudroyante.

C’est √† la suite de plusieurs rencontres avec Christophe Andr√© que Guy Delisle d√©cide de mettre main √† sa plume et √† sa tablette graphique pour raconter son histoire poignante.

Ce livre relate son histoire telle qu’il me l’a racont√©e.

Guy Delisle

La nuit entre le¬†premier et le¬†deux juillet, Christophe,¬†qui avait commenc√© sa premi√®re mission humanitaire il n’y a que trois mois, se couche t√īt apr√®s une soir√©e pass√©e √† c√©l√©brer le d√©part d’une coll√®gue. Il se trouve seul dans le b√Ętiment quand ses kidnappeurs arrivent. Le r√©cit, racont√© √† la premi√®re personne, prend la¬†forme d’un compte rendu lucide,¬†d√©crivant de mani√®re presque¬†anodine ces √©v√©nements extraordinaires. Mille fois rev√©cus, mille fois revus et r√©p√©t√©s, et √† chaque fois plus distincts et d√©taill√©s, ils¬†doivent maintenant √™tre fig√©s dans la m√©moire du protagoniste. Commence alors une longue p√©riode de captivit√©, dont la longueur est marqu√©e par les chiffres qui indiquent le nombre des jours pass√©s du fatidique premier juillet, et par les changements de lumi√®re. Les cases s’enchainent, le cadrage reste le m√™me ou presque; ce qui change, c’est la lumi√®re, qui indique le mouvement du soleil dans le ciel et le passage des heures de la journ√©e. On suit, comme le faisait Christophe, le reflet de la fen√™tre ensoleill√©e sur le mur, qui, lentement, bouge. La voix-off du protagoniste, qui raconte ses ressentis, nous arrive √©touff√©e, mais en¬†m√™me temps elle r√©sonne dans notre t√™te, comme elle le faisait dans la sienne. C’est un r√™ve, et plus qu’un r√™ve un cauchemar, mais qui est racont√© de mani√®re incroyablement po√©tique.

On y trouve aussi des moments hilarants, o√Ļ l’absurdit√© de la situation est rendue √©vidente et o√Ļ on se f√©licite que m√™me dans des circonstances pareilles¬†un homme peut √©prouver du plaisir et de la joie. Je pense notamment au moment quand Christophe ¬†imagine ses kidnappeurs √©changer avec leurs voisins et amis :

Est-ce que leurs invit√©s sont au courant qu’un otage est enferm√© dans la pi√®ce du fond ?

Alors, comment ça se passe avec votre otage?

Ma foi, pas de souci particulier, c’est un gars tranquille, on ne l’entend pas beaucoup ! On n’a pas a se plaindre.

Ou encore quand il d√©cide reprendre un peu de pouvoir dans sa vie d’otage :

Vodka ?!

Un mot que je comprends. J’h√©site un moment. Est-ce pactiser avec l’ennemi ? ‘Thank you.’ Non. C’est entretenir le moral des troupes.

(…)

‘Good night’

‘Good night’

J’imagine qu’ils venaient de recevoir une bonne nouvelle et qu’ils avaient √† cŇďur de la f√™ter. ‘Tiens, allons boire un coup avec notre otage…’ Good night. Oh l√† l√† ! O√Ļ tu vas ? Tu es attach√© √† un radiateur et tu leur dis gentiment ‘bonne nuit’… Ces types ne sont pas dans mon camps, ce sont mes ennemis, je dois les traiter comme tels. A partir d√®s maintenant, c’est fini les amabilit√©s avec des gars qui sont mes ge√īliers. Ces salopards peuvent tous aller se faire foutre!

Et qu’est ce qu’il fait la journ√©e apr√®s? Il accepte la cigarette qu’on lui offre, mais il ne dit pas merci. Et comment oublier le moment o√Ļ il arrive √† allonger son bras jusqu’√† de l’ail et qu’il le savoure intens√©ment. Ce sont ce petits moments, ces petites victoires personnelles et absurdes, comme se r√©jouir devant Lib√©ration¬†pour avoir bien compt√© les jours, qui rendent le plus la personnalit√© de Christophe et qui font la force, eux-aussi, de ce roman graphique .

Et que dire, sans rien spoiler, de la fin ? Le rythme s’acc√©l√®re, il devient anxiog√®ne. On retient le souffle. Et √† la toute fin, c’est la paix, les muscles se d√©contractent, la t√™te¬†s’all√®ge, se lib√®re, et on reprend √† respirer.

C’est une histoire √©mouvante, que saura vous toucher. Elle vous apprendra peut-√™tre des faits nouveaux, comme √ßa l’a √©t√© pour moi. Je vous invite donc √† la d√©couvrir, √† ne pas la rater.¬†S’enfuir. R√©cit d’un otage est un¬†grand coup de cŇďur pour moi!

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Ma note : 20/20

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Un homme obscur (An Obscure Man) by Marguerite Yourcenar

Un homme obscur (An Obscure Man) by Marguerite Yourcenar

Published with Une belle matinée 

Edition: Folio Gallimard

First Published: 1982

Language: French

Genre: Literary Fiction

Pages: 227

Published in the US in the short story collection Two Lives and A Dream (University of Chicago Press), translated by Walter Kaiser

Synopsis

TwoLivesAndADreamIn the Netherlands of Rembrandt, of the discovery of the New World and of the printing press, the life of Nathana√ęl, which could be a life as ordinary as any, acquires tinges and depths that touch the essence of existence. In the clear and introspective style of Yourcenar, we are carried from one segment of the life of this character to another: his birth within¬†the Dutch community of Greenwich, his entreprises¬†on a transoceanic ship, his life in a remote colony of North America after a shipwreck, his return¬†back to¬†Europe working as an editor and a servant to a nobleman and, finally, his death, announced from the very beginning of the novel. Relentlessly, the thoughts¬†of our obscure narrator form into a canvas of subdued colours¬†that reflects on¬†the meaning of existence, on¬†love and on our place alongside the other¬†creatures of the¬†world. It is a real journey for the reader, in the most encompassing sense of the term. Continue reading “Un homme obscur (An Obscure Man) by Marguerite Yourcenar”

SaturdayArt #1 – A Mother’s Day Special

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Le Berceau [The Cradle] (1872), by Berthe Morisot (1841 Р1895), Musée du Louvre

SaturdayArt was a little project of mine on Facebook, where I would post a picture of a painting and often add a short paragraph about it. I had been wanting to include it in my blog ever since the idea of a blog came to my mind. I can’t think of a better time¬†to¬†publish the first post than today, Mother’s Day. Yes, it’s not a Saturday, but it’s the perfect day to celebrate the wonderful human being that is my¬†mum and her¬†passion for art which¬†she was able pass on to me. Continue reading “SaturdayArt #1 – A Mother’s Day Special”

A Confederacy of Dunces, by John Kennedy Toole

A Confederacy of Dunces, by John Kennedy Toole

This is a spoiler-free review 

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you may know him by this sign, that the dunces

are all in a confederacy against him’

[Jonathan Swift, Thoughts on Various Subjects, Moral and Diverting]

Edition: Penguin Classics

First Published: 1980

Language: English

Genre: Modern Classic

Pages: 338

 

My Synopsis

A fat and unlikeable Don Quixote living in modern times, Ignatius J. Reilly firmly believes that he is fighting a righteous crusade against a society that seems to be falling apart. Everything around him clearly lacks geometry and theology. So far, he has been venting out his vehement invective on Big Chief tablets, while hiding inside the back room of his mother‚Äôs house. However, everything changes when he‚Äôs forced to step outside his ivory tower and join the streets of New Orleans in the undignified research of a job. He decides to record this social experiment of his under the title Journal of a Working Boy, or Up From Sloth. A unique and irreverent tragicomedy, A Confederacy of Dunces tells the real story behind his writings. Continue reading “A Confederacy of Dunces, by John Kennedy Toole”

Genrethon Wrap-Up

Genrethon Wrap-Up

In my last post I was announcing my participation to the Genrethon organised by the YouTubers Brittany, Joce, Kristyn and Lauren. With a week of distance since its end, here I am to recap my reading week and tell you how it went.

As a TBR, I had given myself a choice between four books, each belonging to a different genre. These were:

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The Martian, by Andy Weir

A Room of One’s Own, by Virginia Woolf

A Confederacy of Dunces, by John Kennedy Toole

The Hundred-Year-Old Man Who Climbed Out of a Window and Disappeared, by Jonas Jonasson

I’ve ended up flying though The Martian between Saturday and
Monday, then slowly getting my way through the many reflections in A Room of One’s Own and finally reading A Confederacy of Dunces form Friday up to the very end of the readathon. I literally had only a couple of hours before the clock struck midnight on Sunday.

Since the objective was to read at least three books belonging to separate genres, I’m happy to say that I’ve successfully completed the Genrethon! Yay!

So what did I think of it? 

Continue reading “Genrethon Wrap-Up”

Genrethon TBR

Genrethon TBR

20160411_124058I have decided to participate to the Genrethon organised by Brittany, Joce, Kristyn and Lauren. It runs from yesterday 10th April until next Sunday 17th April. It comes at a really good time for me. My boyfriend is back home to see his family and I have a lot of solitary time to fill. Plus, the weather here in San Francisco has been quite gloomy and there is no Internet in the apartment. The result? A lot of time dedicated to reading. I’m finding it very therapeutic.

I also really like the concept of the readathon itself. It’s a quite relaxed one, with a minimum of three books to be read, which can include already started books. There are only two rules:

  • the first one is the afore-mentioned minimum number of books;
  • the second is that of the chosen books at least three need to belong to different genre categories.

There is also a giveaway for those who participate and, if anyone is interested,¬†Brittany‘s ¬†video will tell how to enter it.

I‚Äôve put four books in my TBR, not because I intend to read all four¬†of them, that would just be too optimistic for my reading pace, but because I want to give myself some choice on the last book I‚Äôll be reading. And, well, if I happen to read more, all the better. So¬†on to my TBR list in the order I will be reading it: Continue reading “Genrethon TBR”