Paris in September

Life repeats at shorter or longer intervals. After nine months away it is good to be back and a little startling how quickly one adjusts to the change of setting, the feeling of having left just a few days ago. True, the people sleeping in the side door to the church have changed: now it is a family of Roms, by the look of the colourful bedding and the women's gypsy skirts. They turn in at nightfall--it takes them a while to set up camp, tuck themselves in, hang their laundry to dry on the railing, and when at 2 am, some yobs arrive in a noisy car, park, shout, get out, piss, toss beer cans about, one feels a little nervous for them, but no, they have other things on their mind, and I close my window and quiet myself again.

Just a reminder--I'll be reading on Tuesday the 27th at Shakespeare and Company, in the 5e, with Charles Boyle, Laura Pawson and Will Eaves.

London

Rain--gentle rain falling all night. A sound I love...for a few days. Yesterday my daughter took me to evensong at St Paul's, on our way home from the Tate Modern.

Love the Tate--as opposed to a more traditional museum--I'm also hoping to go and see Hockney's portraits at the Royal Academy--it's organized to make the visitor feel like part of the creative process. It's chaotic to the right degree: curated chaos, I guess you could call it.

Shakespeare and Company, the Paris bookshop, has posted the notice of our CB Editions Reading in September, with all the info. I'll be reading with Charles Boyle, the publisher and writer, Will Eaves, and Lara Pawson. Follow the link for more info, but also take time to explore the rest of the website. It's a great bookshop, with a long and fascinating history. I'm really excited, hope you can be there!

 

 

Yves Bonnefoy

Yves Bonnefoy, one of the French poets whose books I have translated, died in Paris on July 1. He had just turned 94. Cynthia Haven asked me to write something about M. Bonnefoy, which she has published on her Stanford literary blog, The Book Haven.

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from Europe's Tragedy: a History of the Thirty Years War, chapter 18 (1641):

"Rulers wanted to persuade their subjects to continue paying high taxes to support armies in peacetime. These were considered necessary to promote princely dignity and facilitate a greater role in European affairs... .

"There were certainly serious problems by the 1640s. The war's rapid expansion dislocated social and economic structures and disabled territorial administration..." (p. 622)

. . . 

"Resistance to recruitment and taxation was motivated by more than fear of dying or inability to pay. There was also a growing sense that royal demands were no longer reasonable.(...) Across society, people felt they were already doing more than they were obliged to. They did not feel responsible for the defeats, since command was reserved for the monarchy. Where the crown saw disobedience, its subjects saw ineptitude and injustice." (p. 657)

I love EU

Maybe we should have said more often how much we loved the idea of Europe: how it widened the horizons of our lives 1) to have the vision of building a "world" on a continent that has been at war in one way or another for centuries; 2) to see our children able to cross borders and go to school or work so easily in other countries whose languages they may have learned in school (our children had the good fortune to be tri-national from birth and bilingual from the time they started talking; in school they spoke two languages and learned two more--German, Italian and Russian, depending on the child--and regularly travelled "abroad" with their teachers). It was exciting. There was a European Dream quite distinct from the American one, less based on personal happiness and wealth.

Clearly not everyone has had the same experience. Rich countries with dominant languages, like the UK, have been flooded with young people from poorer nations. Polish workers kept a French electrician's costs down. Still, the redistribution of wealth did work in many directions, as some British farmers are belatedly discovering.

Where are the French politicians who are going to stop the Front National from using the Brexit as an argument in next year's French elections?

Brexit, Europe

The UK vote's still uppermost in my mind. I've been reading a book about the Thirty Years War (1618-1648) called The European Tragedy, a real doorstopper of a book that goes into the politicking on the continent leading up to (the part I've read so far) and during the War in tremendous detail. And it sounds familiar: the dynastic fights, and those over resources, religion (Catholic, Lutheran, Calvinist). Of course, it's mainly a story of leadership and personal ambition, and you imagine, beneath that, ordinary people trying to get on with their lives, buffeted this way and that by infighting higher up the socio-economic scale. A thousand years of war in Europe, at least. The building of a supranational entity, the European Union, seems so hopeful, even when it is floundering--at least in part following a financial crisis that started in the US.

Does this sound like an argument for a retreat into Little England, Little France? I don't mean it to. I like to think about young people all over Europe being able to call the whole continent their country.

Saturday I harvested lavender again at the Farm, then, since it was hot, took cover and tied it all (lots, but only 10 or 12 plants, with six of us working) in sheafs in the shade of a building. My fellow harvesters were a couple from Iran and two young women from Berkeley. They are involved with the UC Berkeley urban farm and wanted to see how the Stanford farm works. The Iranian couple brought pickled garlic for us to taste--because the garlic is also being harvested at the moment, though not by us.