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For reasons unknown, he walked the six hundred miles from his home in Nürtingen, Germany, to his new appointment, shivering over the mountains and sleeping on the ground with a loaded pistol in his hand. Hölderlin lost his sense of life. In France, living well is sensory: visual (womens eyes pencile...

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Published inWorld literature today Vol. 98; no. 3; pp. 11 - 12
Main Author Patterson, J. R
Format Journal Article
LanguageEnglish
Published Norman University of Oklahoma 01.05.2024
Subjects
Authors, French
French literature
French writers
France
Canada
Germany
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Summary:For reasons unknown, he walked the six hundred miles from his home in Nürtingen, Germany, to his new appointment, shivering over the mountains and sleeping on the ground with a loaded pistol in his hand. Hölderlin lost his sense of life. In France, living well is sensory: visual (womens eyes penciled like Egyptian ankhs), auditory (the generous use of Madame and Monsieur), and gustatory, which for us meant good coffee, croissants that pulled apart like honeycomb, and the local wine, both hard and smooth, like an iron fist in a velvet glove.
ISSN:0196-3570
1945-8134
1945-8134
DOI:10.1353/wlt.2024.a925262