Christian Bobin

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Christian Bobin

Christian Bobin (born April 24, 1951 in Le Creusot ) is a French writer .

Life

Christian Bobin was born as the son of a technical draftsman .

After a degree in philosophy, he worked first in the Autun Municipal Library , then in the Museum of Le Creusot, and finally became editor of the Milieux magazine .

His first texts, which are characteristic in their brevity, appeared in 1977. In 1993 he won the French literary prize Prix ​​des Deux Magots for his work Le Très-Bas .

Awards

  • 1993 Prix des Deux Magots for "Le Très-Bas"
  • 1993 [Grand prix catholique de littérature] (German: Great Catholic Prize for Literature)

Works

  • The child, the angel and the dog. A novel about Francis of Assisi. Translated from the French by Maria Otto. Herder, Freiburg im Breisgau 1994, ISBN 3-451-23463-7 .
  • Simple enchantment. Legueil, Stuttgart 1992, ISBN 3-9802323-5-2 .
  • Melusine's smile. Translated from the French by Maike and Stephan Schuhmacher. Edition traces, 2005, ISBN 3-033-00040-1 .
  • All the world has to do. Translated from the French by Annalis Prendina and Stephan Schuhmacher. Rowohlt Tb, 2005, ISBN 3-499-24105-6 .
  • All the world has to do. Translated from the French by Annalis Prendina and Stephan Schuhmacher. Edition traces, 2002, ISBN 3-9521966-4-9 .
  • Joy spark. Translated from the French by Maike and Stephan Schuhmacher. Edition traces, 2013, ISBN 978-3-905752-30-4 .

Reviews

"Christian Bobin has the gift to dispel worries and to charm you."

- Figaro on "All the world has to do"

“Christian Bobin is a poet of the present, of the immortal present - without pathos, without obscurity. (...) he is only turned towards today, the wondrous moment ... Pure voice of the given - it reminds of Rilke, Char, Julien and Gracq ... and yet is only herself "

- Liberation on "Plain Enchantment" , poems 1992

Quotes

"If you love someone, then you always have something to say or write to them, for all eternity."

- Christian Bobin

"The people? I do not see her. And the fathers even less. And young couples even less. It's like this: I can only recognize women and the children. To see a part of this life you have to start forgetting a lot of it "

- Christian Bobin : "Autoportrait au radiateur" p. 28

“Today's books are made of paper. Yesterday's books were made of skin. The Bible is the only book made of air - a flood of ink and wind. A nonsensical book, lost in its mind, just as lost in its pages as the wind in the supermarket parking lots, in the hair of women, in the eyes of children. A book, impossible to hold in two steady hands to read carefully - it would soon slip away, would let the sand of its sentences trickle between your fingers. "

- Christian Bobin : in "The Child, the Angel and the Dog"

"What I love about a person is not their beauty, their wealth or their intelligence - but the profundity of the bond that they were able to tie to life."

- Christian Bobin

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