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To my friend Jean-Paul Goujon
“You didn’t post your usual piece last Monday…”
“Nope…”
“Couldn’t be bothered?”
“Nope. I was ill…”
“Oh! And that stopped you writing your post?”
“Well, yes… I wasn’t much in the mood. I decided the best way to nurse myself back to health was to do absolutely nothing.”
“And did it work?”
“Well, yes, a little. It does you good to do nothing every now and then. Gives you a rest. And rest can be a bit of a cure in itself, sometimes.”
“Yes, but not always…”
“No, not always… but in this case, yes. A little…”
“And are you going to write your post after all?”
“Well, yes. I’m writing it right now…”
“Oh, I see… In that case, I’ll leave you to it.”
“Thank you…”
I’m not one to complain, but some people are really quite… Anyway, let’s move on.
Now, let’s see… Ah, yes! A little while ago, certain people—ill-mannered souls, no doubt—responded to my work with a rather eloquent curl of the lip and remarks along the lines of: “Er, don’t take this the wrong way, but all that stuff you write about printing and technology… well, how shall I put it? We couldn’t give a damn!” Always a pleasure to hear, isn’t it? So, just to be absolutely clear, I’m not changing the subject to please them. Not at all. I’m changing it because, as someone once said, I simply can’t be bothered to carry on with the usual stuff. I’m not feeling particularly sprightly or full of beans just yet.
I’ve therefore decided to indulge the devotees of fin-de-siècle literature—that is, literature from the end of the nineteenth century—and its early twentieth-century successors. Some fifty years ago, there weren’t all that many of us who knew about this literature, let alone appreciated it. Nowadays, you can hardly get a foot in the door for the crowds. Times change. It’s like the weather: things are warming up.
So here’s what I propose. I’ve taken an issue of a literary magazine from a shelf in my library—one within easy reach, which isn’t true of all of them. I picked it more or less at random. Did chance do me a good turn? I think it did, but you can be the judge.

Les Chimères
A poetry magazine, published on the fifteenth of every month
Paris, 76 rue du Rocher
Volume II, No. 11 — 15 February 1909 — 28 pages
Editor-in-chief: Adrien Bertrand
Editorial committee: Guy Robert du Costal, Alfred Machard, Claude-Léon Mercerot, Vincent Muselli, Henri Grach
Secretary-general: Henry Bertrand
Administrator: René Emanuelli
Contents
Émile Boissier, “Annick” — A poem dedicated to Frédéric Mistral, consisting of eleven quatrains in ten-syllable lines.
Guy Robert de Costal, “Sonnets” — Two monosyllabic sonnets, the first of which I simply cannot resist quoting, in french, of course:
La More
Dort
Son
Corps
Blond
Sur
Le
Lit
Dur.
Frêle
Sœur
Qui
Gît !
Pâle
Fleur…
Roger Vincent, “Souvenir” — “Chanson” — “Idylle anglaise” — Three poems: a sonnet; a poem comprising six quatrains of three seven-syllable lines and one two-syllable line; and a poem of ten quatrains in eight-syllable lines.
Adrien Bertrand, “La Douleur” — A poem dedicated to Théo Mittelsten Scheid, consisting of six six-line stanzas in alexandrines.
Alfred Machard, “Une escapade” — A short story featuring the child characters the author was so fond of.
E. Aubel, “Sonnet” — A sonnet in alexandrines, dedicated to Louis Perris.
Gaston Guilleré, “Mimodrame” — A sort of prose poem featuring the character of Pierrot.
Vincent Muselli, “Poème” — A poem consisting of three quatrains in alexandrines, dedicated to Édouard Marye.
André Petit, “L’Éveil de l’été” — A sonnet in alexandrines.
Edmée Delebecque, “Supplique” — “Dédicace” — Two poems in alexandrines: the first consists of seven quatrains, the second of sixteen lines.
Xavier Thylda, “Celles qui passent…” — “Dormeuse” — “Stances” — Three poems in alexandrines: two sonnets and a poem of two quatrains dedicated to Guy Robert du Costal.
André Petit, “Nuit” — A sonnet in alexandrines.
“Une Matinée” — An anonymous review of a literary matinée held at the Lemoine Hall, 17 rue Pigalle.
Finally, a statement by Adrien Bertrand announcing his resignation as editor-in-chief of the magazine so that he could take up the mantle of secretary to the committee charged with erecting a monument in honour of Catulle Mendès, who had recently ceased to be immortal.
***
“Tell me, sorry to butt in again… These chaps in your magazine aren’t exactly household names, are they?”
“No, they aren’t.”
“And if they seem rather partial to women, they don’t appear to pay them much attention. Not a single woman in the contents… So why are you bothering to write about them?”
“Oh, just to make them a little better known…”
“Right… Fair enough. But do you really think your pathetic little blog post is going to make your second-rate poets famous?”
“No, probably not… But perhaps some newly converted fin-de-siècle enthusiast might be tempted to dig a little deeper and take an interest in one or another of them. You never know…”
“Hmm… Possibly. But now that I think about it, your obscure dreamers seem a pretty reactionary bunch, what with their sonnets on every street corner. Not exactly modernists, are they? They don’t seem to invent much, with all that ice-cold classicism of theirs. They churn out alexandrines by the yard…”
“Fair point… But they do help us build up a little picture of the period. The Symbolists are more or less behind us, and Dada won’t be long in coming. In the meantime, there they are, these fellows… still here, just before the Great War comes along and kills them.”
“Hmm…”
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