A highly fascinating book, a little opaque to those like me not well-versed in French history and letters (there are a lot of proper nouns, figures and place-names, and untranslated French passages). The appendices including Apollinaire’s “New Spirit and The Poets,” a quasi-manifesto whose new spirit still resounds today, were brilliant additions.
It’s looking like a whole large-scale project is in order, of reading about WWI, Dada, surrealism (a word Apollinaire coined after being trepanned for a head-wound in battle), including a need for me to read good biographies of Pablo Picasso and Jean Cocteau.
I would write more about this remarkable reading experience but I have to tap a kidney like a racehorse.