Andre Suarès

Felix Isaac Suarès known as Andre Suarès , Poet French born with Marseilles in 1868 and died with Saint-Maur-of-Ditches in 1948.

Destroyer of all the dictatorships, visionary, insurrectionist, Andre Suarès, belongs however to the category of writers reduced to silence. That Henri Bergson, Charles Péguy, Jacques Copeau, Romain Roland, Paul Léautaud, Marcel Jouhandeau, Stefan Zweig or Miguel de Unamuno considered, in spite of the vicissitudes of their relations, like one their pars, deserves to finally recover the place, among largest, which is due for him.

He also had major bonds with some of the major artists of his time like Antoine Bourdelle, Georges Rouault or Louis Jouvet.

He had finally an ascent recognized on younger writers like Alain-Baker, André Malraux, Henry de Montherlant, Maurice Blanchot, Gabriel Bounoure, Roger Nimier or Louis-Rene of the Forests.

Born in Marseilles in 1868, Felix Isaac Suarès - he will become André with dead of his father - grows in the taste of the truth and the love of knowledge. Brilliance raises universities, it rises little by little against a knowledge “which solidifies the creative impulse”.

In 1893, it goes on with foot a journey in Italy, from which it draws the matter from the Voyage of the condottiere , containing inter alia, descriptions of Venice, Florence, His, but also of Genoa or Sansepolcro. Of this book, Jean d' Ormesson wrote: " For the traveller who wants to know of Italy, his art, his heart, another thing that the surface appearance, the Voyage of the condottiere will be an incomparable guide. From Basle and Milan, in Venice with Florence, with His, while passing by all the small towns of Italy of North, full chiefs with work, memories and colors, Suarès involves us with a a little hard happiness where the depth mixes with the brilliance and subtlety. About all, artists like cities, he speaks with violence and sometimes with injustice, always without insipidity and the least commonplace. "

He was, starting from 1912, one of the four organizers of the Nouvelle French Review (NRF), with André Gide, Paul Claudel and Paul Valéry. In its Newspaper, in December 1944, Andre Gide written: “ Valéry, Claudel, Suarès and me, all four pillars of the New French Review; all four not very set on " succès" , having in great horror beating and each one claims concerned owe only with its own value the bay-trees. ”

In the years 1920, it became, before André Breton and Louis Aragon, one of the advisers of Jacques Doucet which it assisted in the clothes industry of his library. In 1935, it accepted the Grand Prix of the Company of the men of letters, then obtained the Grand Prix of literature of the French Academy.

Eighty published books of sound living and about thirty posthumous works: its work is an enormous nebula from where emergent collections of poems, biographies, accounts of voyages, portraits of cities, studies on the large musicians, of the tragedies inspired of the antique, the thoughts and the aphorisms, the lampoons where it takes the defense of the Dreyfus captain, fights the Prussian imperialism and denounces, since 1933, the dangers mortals of the Nazism. With his death, André Suarès leaves 20.000 new pages and an unfinished manuscript in which the unit of its work takes shape, Paraclet .

Poet in all written, prophet by vocation, André Suarès did not cease seeking the interior realization. Quartered between the desire to achieve its me and the concern of intervening in the businesses of the world, it carried out an enthusiastic search towards the size. Condottiere of the beauty, it liked Europe in the diversity of his geniuses. Its writing, burning of an underground fire, expresses a controlled exubérance. In its last books, it practices an esthetics of discontinuous of an astonishing modernity.

Gaetan Picon writes of him: “ Among the most beautiful pages of this half-century, it is necessary to count those which its enthusiasm dedicates to the Breton beaches and the sea, at the towns of Italy crossed by the condottiere, with the changing sky of Ile-de-France, and all the fraternal geniuses. ”

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