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‘I’m a hypocrite and a total fraud’ – the confessions of a French Surrealist poet

My writing is mere bricolage … whatever I do, I only half do’, wails Michel Leiris in the final volume of his self-lacerating autobiography

20 July 2024

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20 July 2024

9:00 AM

Frail Riffs: The Rules of the Game, Volume IV Michel Leiris, translated by Richard Sieburth

Yale University Press, pp.336, 27.99

Michel Leiris (1901-90) was one of those intellectual adventurers who are the astonishment of French literature in the 20th century. Their achilles’ heel is that most were communists, in a few cases Nazis; and nothing kills the life of the mind more thoroughly than preaching. Their saving grace is that many were eccentric characters, and their autobiographical work can often be their most luminous legacy.

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