"I found myself in one of those forests where the sun has no access but that, at night, the stars penetrate. That place had the permission to exist only because the Inquisition of the States had neglected it. The abandoned servitudes marked off their disdain for me. The obsession with punishment had been withdrawn from me."
R. Char
I love those surrealist forests. I have no idea what "abandoned servitudes" are. The translation is my own so I wouldn't trust it if I were you.
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I'd love to retranslate some of Kenneth Koch's apochryphal "South American poets."
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