Stolen Books, Stolen Identity:
This via the excellent Arab Literature (in English) blog:
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Pierre Joris' Meanderings & mawqifs of poetry, poetics, translations y mas. Travelogue too.
by Pierre Joris ·
This via the excellent Arab Literature (in English) blog:
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Tags: Benny BrunnerNora lester Murad
by Pierre Joris · Published August 23, 2014
by Pierre Joris · Published May 31, 2007
by Pierre Joris · Published May 25, 2007
Pierre Joris, born in Strasbourg, France in 1946, was raised in Luxembourg. Since age 18, he has moved between Europe, the Maghreb & the US & holds both Luxembourg & American citizenship. He has published over 80 books of poetry, essays, translations & anthologies — most recently Interglacial Narrows (Poems 1915-2021) & Always the Many, Never the One: Conversations In-between, with Florent Toniello, both from Contra Mundum Press. In 2020 his two final Paul Celan translations came out: Microliths They Are, Little Stones (Posthumous prose, from CMP) & The Collected Earlier Poetry (FSG). Forthcoming are: Paul Celan’s “Todesfuge” (Small Orange Import, 2023) & Diwan of Exiles: A Pierre Joris Reader (edited with Ariel Reznikoff, 2024). For a full list see the right column on this blog.
In 2011 Litteraria Pragensia, Charles University, Prague, published Pierre Joris: Cartographies of the In-between, edited by Peter Cockelbergh, with essays on Joris’ work by, among others, Mohammed Bennis, Charles Bernstein, Nicole Brossard, Clayton Eshleman, Allen Fisher, Christine Hume, Robert Kelly, Abdelwahab Meddeb, Jennifer Moxley, Jean Portante, Carrie Noland, Alice Notley, Marjorie Perloff & Nicole Peyrafitte (2011).
Other work includes the CD Routes, not Roots (with Munir Beken, oud; Mike Bisio, bass; Ben Chadabe, percussion; Mitch Elrod, guitar; Ta’wil Productions). With Jerome Rothenberg he edited Poems for the Millennium, vol. 1 & 2: The University of California Book of Modern & Postmodern Poetry, and with Habib. Tengour Poems for the Millennium, vol. 3: The University of California Book of North African Literature.
When not on the road, he lives in Bay Ridge, Brooklyn, with his wife, multimedia praticienne Nicole Peyrafitte. A volume of their collaborative work, to be called Domopoetics, will be published in the near future.
More
“Conversations in the Pyrenees”
“An American Suite” (Poems) —Inpatient Press
“Arabia (not so) Deserta” : Essays on Maghrebi & Mashreqi Writing & Culture
“The Agony of I.B.” — A play. Editions PHI & TNL 2016
“The Book of U / Le livre des cormorans”
“Memory Rose Into Threshold Speech: The Collected Earlier Poetry of Paul Celan”
“Paul Celan, Microliths They Are, Little Stones”
“Exile is My Trade: A Habib Tengour Reader” edited & translated by Pierre Joris
“Meditations on the Stations of Mansur al-Hallaj”
“Paul Celan: The Meridian Final Version”—Drafts—Materials
“Pierre Joris: Cartographies of the In-Between” edited by Peter Cockelbergh
“The University of California Book of North African Literature”
4×1 : Works by Tristan Tzara, Rainer Maria Rilke, Jean-Pierre Duprey and Habib Tengour
PABLO PICASSO The Burial of the Count of Orgaz & Other Poems
Poasis (Selected Poems 1986-1999)
Poems for the Millennium 1 & 2
ppppp-Poems Performances Pieces Proses Plays Poetics by Kurt Schwitters
Ah books. I have left many “behind” in places I permanently departed for one reason or another. I have bought some of them back many times over. Others I simply forget. Not pretty but there it is. I leave too much I guess. The truth will out.
I suspect the books in question were left by those that valued them less than the Israelis who seem to have preserved them in their National Library. What should they have done, burned them? True lovers of books would be thankful. Benny Brunner “says of himself.” Love that line. Yes, yes Benny, do go on about yourself. He rather fancies “himself” as a dangerous radical I gather. I rather fancy myself as greatly amused. The pompous do that for me. If the work really was “subversive in nature” and a “thorn in the collective Israeli establishment’s backside” one suspects it would no longer exist. Instead it is available, like the books he bemoans, for all to see. I’m sorry, I don’t get the problem. The books were left behind. The Israelis don’t go to war over books. Apparently, those who left did not treat the books with the same reverence as the National Library.
What is “widely known” outside the 150 viewers of Benny’s screen triumph is that the Arabs voted against the United Nations proposed partition in 1947. They rejected the 2 state solution readily accepted by the Israelis. Of course, the Israelis made something out of their land. At the time, one independent state for the approximately 500,000 Jews included an Arab population of 400,000. The one for the 725,000 Arabs included an overwhelming 10,000 Jews. Clearly this was too many to bear. Even having Jerusalem maintained as an international area was an alleged affront. Those Arabs who left did not all do so on the run or at the point of a rifle. Those firing guns, throwing stones and causing trouble did. One suspects they would have left anyway. Its hard to fire rockets undetected without some distance being established. Those that stayed worked, farmed and raised their families. They kept their books. The runners did not. They travelled light. Books are heavy.
The “plight of books” should be about those that go in the garbage or are cast by the road. That is “the plight of books.” To find a home in a National Library is not “the plight of books.” It is their Heaven.
Hallucinations about Jews exist, dear Poo.