Lautreamont posted only at night, sitting at the piano. Declaimed, composing sentences, made their prozopopeje taking chords. This method of composing was driving people to despair by the hotel, who, often pulling out of his sleep, not even guessed that it was an amazing musician words, the creator of a remarkable symphony of sentences hit the keyboard looking for the rhythms of his poetic orchestration. Isidore Ducasse
was born in Montevideo in Uruguay in the family of a French consular officer - François Ducasse. His mother, Celestine Jacquetta-Davezac, died two years after the wedding. Little is known about his childhood and youth Isidore'a. His baptism took place on November 16, 1847. At the age of 13 years moved to Tarbes in France, where he attended school, lived in this region from 1859 to 1863, then lived in Pau, and again remained in Tarbes and Montevideo. In 1867 he settled permanently in Paris. He then wanted to study at a polytechnic or school of mining. For a 3-year stay in the city nine times changed his place of residence. In the spring of 1870
lived alone in a hotel on rue Faubourg-Montmartre 7th He died at age 24, at 8 am on 24 November 1870. In the absence of more comprehensive data was suspected that he died as a result of politically motivated murder or committed suicide, but there is no evidence for such claims. Death certificate, certified by 3 people, declares that the cause of his death was a disease. Creativity
Originally posted Épistemon literary pseudonym. In the years 1868-1869 under the pseudonym Comte de Lautreamont (Count de Lautreamont) published his first and greatest work, Les Chants de Maldoror (Maldoror Song), considered the classic work of French avant-garde. Writing Songs of Maldoror was inspired by the Great Improvisation in drama Forefathers' Eve by Adam Mickiewicz.
In 1870 he broke with his vision of creativity contained in the songs of Maldoror, who was considered a drastic and blasphemous book. Shortly before his death, was preparing a purified version of this track from the scandalous passages. In a letter dated March 12 that year to the banker by the name of Darasse wrote: Completely changed the method to preach only hope, confidence, peace, happiness, duty and practical truth. *******
And there, on the horizon, what sort of creature who has the courage to approach me without fear, among the oblique strokes and tormented; the dignity and yet serene sweetness! Look has a mild, but deep. Her eyes are playing with huge gusts of wind and seem to live. The creature unknown to me. When I stare at those monstrous eyes, my body trembles, the first time since I was sucking the breast dry substance known as a mother. Around him like a halo, you will see dazzling light. When I spoke, everything in nature was silent, shaken by a long shudder. If you like to come to me, przyciągającemu you like a magnet, not protest. What a beautiful creature! I'm sorry to say. You have to be someone powerful, because you have more than a human face, sad as the universe, beautiful as a suicide.If I exist, I am not someone else.
I want my poetry could read fourteen girl.
Red lantern, banner sin of all those women who for a small amount of gold every show men inside her vagina.
Does religion of humanity is not worth as much as religion Divine Being? Is the eternal theme of love has run out? Let us be patient! Just a few days, and Muse will raise its great figure from the bed rest and a poem glorifying Youth, wzlatując with her fresh mouth, clean and quiet sail in the air full of fragrance of spring.
Grabarzu, a beautiful thing to contemplate the ruins of cities, but even more beautiful is contemplating the ruins of human!
Melancholy and sadness are the start of doubt, doubt is the beginning of despair, despair is the cruel beginning of a series of steps leading to evil.
Love is not happiness.
not reject belief in the immortality of the soul, the wisdom of God, life size, the order you see in the universe, physical beauty, feelings, family, marriage, social institutions. Avoiding harmful pismaków, as George Sand, Balzac, Alexandre Dumas, Musset, du Terrail, Féval, Flaubert, Baudelaire, Leconte and blacksmiths Strike!
not breach the most elementary demands of decency and not okazujcie bad taste to the Creator. Retrieved from "Poetry"
praised evil, as they did Mickiewicz, Byron, Milton, Southey, A.de Musset, Baudelaire, etc. Of course, I exaggerated a little by raising tons to do something new in the spirit of that sublime literature, which amounts only to despair in order to depress the reader and arouse in him the desire of the good as a cure.
Source: letter of 23 October 1869.
Beautiful - like a chance meeting on the dissecting table sewing machine and an umbrella.
Poetry is not a storm or cyclone. It is majestic and fertile river.
Pass on what you read, only experience, which results from the suffering, but is no longer the suffering. Do not cry in public.
has the charm of death only for the brave. Retrieved from "Poetry"
Yes, good people, the time has passed chimeras pink, gilded illusions and dreams, which swayed the imagination and oprowadzały her by flourishing gardens Fantasies.
Feelings are the most incompetent form of reasoning, one can imagine.
I saw stood under the banner of death: that which is beautiful, and one that ending life is not more ugly, man, woman, a beggar, the king's sons; illusions of youth, old skeletons, genius, insanity, laziness and its opposite, and this that was fake, the one who was sincere, human mask delicious humble modesty; misdemeanor crowned with flowers and innocence betrayed.
Source: Songs of Maldoror
Replace melancholy courage, doubt, confidence, hope, despair, anger, kindness, faith, skepticism, a sense of duty action, cool, calm and chicanery pride modesty.
Comte de Lautreamont, properly Isidore Ducasse Lucien (born April 4, 1846 in Montevideo, died. November 24, 1870 in Paris) - French poet and writer, a precursor of surrealism, called by some the only romantic French
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