Summary
Paul Valery: Mediterranean inspirations
It seems to me that I find myself and recognize myself as I enter that universal water. I don't understand sowing and reaping at all.
Nothing for me in Georgics.
But, throwing yourself into the mass and movement, working to the utmost of your abilities, from the back of the head to the toe; to revolve in a pure and deep substance; to drink and throw out that divine bitterness, it is for my being a game of equal love, an act by which my body reveals all the signs and powers, as one hand opens and closes, speaks and acts. In the sea, the whole body is given, taken, seasoned, consumed and seems to want to exhaust all its possibilities. It wants to incorporate that water, embrace it, it becomes crazy with life and its free movement, it owns it, it creates thousands of the strangest ideas with it. Thanks to her, I am the man I want to be. My body becomes a direct instrument of the spirit, yet the creator of all its ideas.
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