Côtis-Capel
Côtis-Capel , pseudonym literary of Albert Lohier (Urville-La Hague, Handle, 1915 - 1986), is a writer and Norman priest.
Its pen name is a syncretism of its life:
Children his brother and him were called the " P' tit Côtis" , of the Côti free-patois: " inclined ground/house located in coteau" (bad nasalized transposition of the norrois Kotin: " the house of bois" , at the origin of the english Cottage), because indeed they lived a house in slope, to which Norman Kapel is coupled, of the norrois Kapella: " chapelle" , which image its priesthood.
Life
Côtis-Capel counts among the poets most inspired of the language Norman, in speaking haguais (Cotentinais). Its personal advance is original.Born in 1915 in Urville-La Hague (become now Urville-Nacqueville), close to Cherbourg, child of a modest family of Fishing S, its deliberate choice to write in the language used by the inhabitants of the La Hague is a homage to the hard but cordial universe of its childhood.
Formed to the Saint-Paul Institute, to Cherbourg, it entered little before the war of 1939-1945 to the Séminaire of Coutances, for becoming Prêtre-ouvrier.
Poet of continuity and the social link, its work is double:
Priest - marine, it engages at the sides of its similar while embarking on trawlers cherbourgeois, then creates a certain number of institutions, the such case of solidarity of the Widows of Sailors. It also takes part in the creation of the co-operative of fishing and that of shouted of Cherbourg.
Its poetries for the majority are inspired by the La Hague, point north-western of the Péninsule of Cotentin, of which it was native. People, the trees, the winds, the places to which it was attached are represented in a language Normand E rich and coloured. The sea, finally, is the soul mate of this poet and for it, he wrote his most talented worms.
He died in 1986 and buried with Urville-Nacqueville.
Work
In its literary work, the sea becomes a true character who pushes it with creation. “ It does not have anything , indeed, will say its preface writer, Fernand Lechanteur, of a poet-prize winner, a writer of profession, being put at fixed hour with its work table to discharge its daily poem. It needs the inspiration ”.No naivety however, no regionalism, the hardness of the existence is in filigree in this literature.
It obtains the Literary prize of Cotentin (1964).