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Cazelais with Norman Winter / On the road with VLB / A letter-poem by John Christmas Pontbriand

the menu-it's the holiday season! -: an album over the winter, which is beautiful; details on the insipid and misleading summary Bernard Pivot, who had read On the Road by Jack Kerouac, without his glasses, and a letter-poem "Jack Kerouac blues , Jean-Noël Pontbriand, from his book of poetry that includes another letter-poem " It was a voice ", in which he trying to "find the word kills the mother," Here is a short extract, which will affect you:

"I'm not myself

and more shade than my flesh

to me by the distance a letter that you have not written but

moving into my voice

and I remember "

Jean-Noël Pontbriand

"It was a voice"

Winter in beautiful Norman with Cazelais

Since the double window of my office, I saw snow, j saw it raining and I saw snow again, to my great delight, And now shines Montreal under snow. We see children drag on small and large coastline, rolling snowball ... They can be heard laughing in the cold air. They talk like the pair of blue jays in my lilac. They are happy, let it snow!

"Montreal in winter is the snow dance fleet and twirls,
clings to trees

woos the halo of streetlights, turns into balls and snowmen.

is white powder, the real, made of crystals apparently all the same and

yet so dissimilar that it makes your head spin.

Snow is white on the gray city of days of boredom "

Normand Cazelais

Living Winter in Quebec. An area marked by the Winter

an epigraph from his album, filled with beautiful photographs and writing to the amendment, Normand Cazelais cites Louis-Edmond Hamelin geographer as he and pioneer nordicity and ... Shakespeare. An album to afford and to offer!

"The winter season is as a space, and an emotion."

Louis-Edmond Hamelin

quoted in "Living the winter in Quebec. An area marked by the Winter

" jellies, sky rigorous

Your bite is less cruel

What a blessing this forgotten."

Shakespeare

In Quebec, the Winter is synonymous with romantic and nostalgic about beautiful-and-Emile Nelligan

"Ah! as snow snowed!

My window is a garden of ice.

Ah! as snow snowed! "

Émile Nelligan

Winter evening

Details of On the Road by Jack Kerouac with VLB (Victor-Lévy Beaulieu)

In my previous blog, I quoting Bernard Pivot that summarizes "On the Road by Jack Kerouac, in his" ideal library, "in these terms:" Pound the Beat generation flagship embodied by Dean Moriarty, a brother James Dean. Stolen cars, bad boys who made a pact of friendship, and Route 220 at the time. "I added, you'll notice a" Heaven! "Felt good ... but not enough.

Dean Moriarty is the double of James Dean. As Sal Paradise is the double of Jack Kerouac. Each character has a nickname, was more cautious ... Obviously, in the latest edition-the original edition, the ban is lifted ... each bears his name.

"There's also the fact that from On the road, Jack gives the role of historian and not the hero [...]»

Victor-Lévy Beaulieu

Jack Kerouac

The hero, if I may say so, of On the Road is James Dean, aka Dean Moriarty, and not Jack Kerouac.

"Most of out of Jack's childhood in Lowell On the road, his approach, which makes me think that the Wolfe of Over time is that of the American who wants to possess his country physically - hence the importance in this book, old cars launched at full speed on U.S. roads, in a hysteria which says much the deep need we had, after this cursed war of a new space was possible to live - (Alcohol, sex, drugs, jazz and poetry will come after that - Thousands of miles behind falling-old skin asphalt America) - "

Victor-Lévy Beaulieu

Jack Kerouac

can not would rather ... Again, I recommend this book: a key to understanding the trajectory of Jack Kerouac and his work.

A letter-poem by Jean-Noël Pontbriand addressed to Jack Kerouac: Jack Kerouac Blues

Never before have you read a poem so beautiful, nor felt better, so just, so well integrated into Quebec, a poem revealing the essence of On the Road, an inseparable written by Jack Kerouac. A letter-poem of 43 pages, carried by the blues of writing: a pure joy!

The poet is for Jack, amateur and connoisseur of jazz and blues, he speaks in whispers to Cole Porter, Billie Holiday, Luis Armstrong, Charlie Parker, he whispers the name of Writers read, Blaise, Rimbaud, Claudel Nelligan passes like a shadow. Grandma's Song, and Jack called his mother is part of a lasting memory.

What Is The Thing Called Love Cole Porter

sung by Billie Holiday

an epigraph by Jack Kerouac Blues

Jean-Noël Pontbriand

I invite you to visit my blog Livranaute to read excerpts of the letter-poem, Jack Kerouac Blues by clicking the link the word Livranaute or by clicking in the left column of this blog it.

I hope you enjoy reading, and thank you warmly, read me!