FUEGOS MARGUERITE YOURCENAR PDF

La arrebatada y no correspondida pasión que Marguerite Yourcenar sentía por su editor, André Fraigneau, dio pie a este conjunto de narraciones de alto. Fuegos has ratings and 67 reviews. Edwina said: This was one of those books that made me wonder how the author ever found someone to publish it. May.

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Fuegos by Marguerite Yourcenar. Honesta consigo misma y con el lector, Yourcenar no tiene miedo de sumergirse en la crisis vital provocada por la indiferencia de Fraigneau. Paperbackpages. Published Fugeos by Punto de Lectura first published To see what your friends thought of this book, please sign up. To ask other readers questions about Fuegosplease sign up. Lists with This Book.

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This book is not yet featured on Listopia. This was one of those books that made me wonder how the author ever found someone to publish it. Maybe I don’t know fuegoos about Greek Mythology to “get it. Maybe the next person who reads it will love it. What I do know is that after reading it I wanted to throw it in the trash.

Yeah, it was THAT bad. Tim rated it did not like it Oct 17, Jacek rated it did not like it Sep 12, Chasc rated it did not like it Sep 07, Bea rated it did not like it May 13, There are no discussion topics on this book yet. The first woman to be elected to The French Academy, the multi talented personality of Marguerite Yourcenar was a novelist, youcrenar, playwright, short story writer, poet and translator.

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She was an artist at reconstructing historical mxrguerite in the form of her novels. Her novels, dealing with modern issues set in historical eras won her immense fame as a writer.

The inheritance Yourcenar received afte The first woman to be elected to The French Academy, the multi talented personality of Marguerite Yourcenar was a novelist, essayist, playwright, short story writer, poet and translator. The inheritance Yourcenar received after the death of her father, allowed her to devote herself to traveling and literary pursuits and love affairs on the Paris artistic scene. She joined a bohemian crowd of artists, moving between Paris, Lausanne, Athens, Istanbul, Brussels and the Greek islands, which inspired her travel writing “Nouvelles Orientales” and “Feux” based on Greek mythology.

Yourcenar was among the first female writers to live an openly lesbian lifestyle, and she moved to the USA in to live with her partner Grace Frick. She taught French History and History of Art, and continued to write: She was an inveterate traveller and remained active right up to her death in She was a militant vegetarian and defender of the rights of animals and inspired Brigitte Bardot to set up her animal sanctuary.

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No trivia or quizzes yet. I would be comforted if you would bequeath me your hands. Only your hands would continue to exist, detached from you, unexplainable like those of marble gods turned into the dust and the limestone of their own tomb. They would survive your actions, the wretched bodies they caressed. They would no longer serve as intermediaries between you and things: Innocent again now, since you would no longer be there to turn them into your accomplices, sad like greyhounds without masters, disconcerted like archangels to whom no god gives orders, your useless hands would rest on the lap of darkness.

Your open hands incapable of giving or taking the slightest joy would have let me slump like a broken doll. I kiss the wrists of these indifferent hands you will no longer pull away from mine: I stroke the blue artery, the blood column that once spurted continuously like a fountain from the ground of your heart.

With little sobs of contentment, I rest my head like a child between these palms filled with the stars, the crosses, the precipices of my previous fate. Just a moment while we sign you in to your Goodreads account.