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Thoughts so far about the poetic bad boy at the heart of this fantastic book: https://zwieblein.bearblog.dev/bitter...

"There were no words for his images. He would have to invent new ones, stretch the dry withered skin of language until it could hold the flesh and blood of life--and the white breath of vision. For was that not what vision was: a whiteness? The whiteness that encompassed all else; all color; all sound; all sense, all waking, all dream; that was the infinite and ultimate, the oneness beyond the multiple...."

Highly interesting that the first 205 pages can be considered a narrative analysis of the events that led up "A Season In Hell". Perhaps I've been spoiled in reading too many tried-and-true-by-history classical authors, but it is really insightful to read an author who maybe has written good books, but those that do not "compete", and see the subtleties in which they differ from a Steinbeck or, well, Rimbaud

I’ve been slogging through this book for months now and I’ve still only scratched the surface! Worth it for my favourite poet though, and the biography itself is spectacularly written.