Charlotte Delbo

Articles

• #Ulysse 3726
  27 avril 2022, par Guillaume Vissac

  Whelps and dams of murderous foes whom none
  But we had spared ....

• #Ulysse 3724
  25 avril 2022, par Guillaume Vissac

  —A deathsman of the soul Robert Greene called him, Stephen said. Not for nothing was he a butcher’s son, wielding the sledded poleaxe and spitting in his palms. Nine lives are taken off for his father’s one. Our Father who art in purgatory. Khaki Hamlets don’t hesitate to shoot. The bloodboltered shambles in act five is a forecast of the concentration camp sung by Mr Swinburne.