Edouard Roditi

(6 June 1910 - 10 May 1992 / Paris / France)

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Edouard Roditi was an American poet, short-story writer and translator

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Édouard Roditi was born in Paris, June 6, 1910; he was educated in England at Elstree, Charterhouse, and Balliol, and received a BA from the University of Chicago; he became acquainted with T.S. Eliot, James Joyce, André Breton and other leading literary figures, while living in London, Paris, and Berlin (1929-37); he published the first Surrealist manifesto in English, “The new reality,” in the Oxford outlook (1929); while continuing his literary interests, he worked for the U.S. government during World War II for the Office of War Information and also served as an interpreter for the ... more »

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  • Rookie Einar Ökland (11/24/2004 10:37:00 AM)

    We met in Belgrade some 20-25 years ago - he an American intepreter, I a Norwegian poet - and talked about ourselves for many hours. Since then he has stayed in my memory as a most unusual poet and person which I was lucky enough to meet. He was very grumpy, not a sweet man at all, but he was very sweet to me. It is only in later times I have tried to read his poetry. Seance seems to me to be a descripton of an imaginary (?) French surrealist painting. What I like about it is the prose form. It saves the poem, although the poem seems a little dated.

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Seance

    The stranger walks into the dark room where the two men sit at the table and talk of travel. The stranger joins in the conversation, saying: 'I have also traveled' and the two men look up and seem surprised at his sudden appearance. In the corners of the ceiling there is a sound as of very swift wings, a muttering of motors, and a chattering of thin voices. The stranger disappears. His voice is heard first in this corner, then in that, until it fades away somewhere near the open window. Where the stranger stood the two men find a railway ticket to an unknown ...

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