<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606</id><updated>2012-02-16T10:14:12.121-05:00</updated><category term='beirut reading writing'/><category term='sur genet'/><category term='portable video camera'/><category term='sex'/><category term='Choukri'/><category term='giacometti'/><category term='The court of Saint Genet'/><category term='winter 2009 demonstrating line of molecules agains the molar of war'/><category term='Genet'/><category term='the Face of Christ'/><category term='Love love'/><category term='Carole Roussopoulos'/><category term='on top'/><category term='around'/><category term='around genet'/><category term='behind'/><category term='dinner with Henry Miller'/><category term='Genet queer queen'/><category term='jean genet andrei tarkovski cinema russe URSS melancolie poésie poete ecrivain radiohead musique tristesse'/><category term='revolution'/><category term='sailors'/><title type='text'>I, Jean Genet's Bastard Son ...</title><subtitle type='html'>The fictional  "autobiography" of Saint Genet's son, Radio Genet, Son of Genet __ your author machine ~</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>216</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-4359189503805674514</id><published>2011-09-12T22:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T22:32:40.530-04:00</updated><title type='text'>“It ran for more than 1,400 performances.”</title><summary type='text'>--------------------------- Question: Did Genet ever see these performances?
                                    Moi: Not to my knowledged. I am quite sure the first time that he came to the States was in 1969   ~ 70.

In 1961 he designed the set for the off Broadway production of “The Blacks: A Clown Show,” by playwright Jean Genet. “It was a legendary production with an incredible roster of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/4359189503805674514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/4359189503805674514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2011/09/it-ran-for-more-than-1400-performances.html' title='“It ran for more than 1,400 performances.”'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-7393538241174544269</id><published>2011-08-31T22:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T22:48:20.348-04:00</updated><title type='text'>and</title><summary type='text'>  and where are they now? where now? and imagine being cultured being somewhere going somewhere having a cigar and staying    ~moving along to the place. catching up gettying up to it, and coming down. on the far side of the world. Mister Geneti knew about that as . she knew too wondering where her come down was. even if her name was France. and shewas lipservice to the pay . No! not that again </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/7393538241174544269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/7393538241174544269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2011/08/and.html' title='and'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author><georss:featurename>Brittany, France</georss:featurename><georss:point>48.2020471 -2.93264350000004</georss:point><georss:box>47.390502600000005 -4.99547900000004 49.0135916 -0.8698080000000403</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-596020252463513611</id><published>2011-08-31T22:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T22:39:55.402-04:00</updated><title type='text'>PiCtuRe PapA Geneti with a Scottish burr~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><summary type='text'>


Jean Genet's Walls, Speaking of Revolt, Media and Beauty(0) -----------------------------~~~----------------------A French artist digging Jean Genet in ScotlanD! the land of HUme and the brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr of the tyed tongue tyrant!French artist Lili Reynaud-Dewar presents a new Tramway commission exploring the complex ideals of writer and activist Jean Genet, taking as a starting point a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/596020252463513611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/596020252463513611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2011/08/picture-papa-geneti-with-scottish-burr.html' title='PiCtuRe PapA Geneti with a Scottish burr~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-3144199522438375821</id><published>2011-07-18T10:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T19:18:16.373-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Of: Bango</title><summary type='text'> Mona: She doesnt  say dude as its a false anglo saxon americanism. why say love meaning dude? dont protest is the message! staystill!go where the spirit says! where you belong. like the long sheet of the tongue. 
JIll is like Mona, she's Genet's daughter son and she's female to his email. Her coatmail is amour plated with love letters.







Mona is rubbing her socks and cannisters: So what's </summary><link rel='related' href='http://onethousandblogsbyduffyandbutler.blogspot.com/2011/07/bango.html?showComment=1310962547204#c5817917147112548301' title='Of: Bango'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/3144199522438375821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/3144199522438375821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2011/07/of-bango.html' title='Of: Bango'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-9083303589382347775</id><published>2011-07-17T23:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T23:20:50.329-04:00</updated><title type='text'>StAInEd Glass Jean Geneti        ? as hero to morsel</title><summary type='text'>













london  / Neal Fox / 19  of 29 — Jean Genet, Neal Fox, 2010-11Leaded stained glass in steel frame</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/9083303589382347775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/9083303589382347775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2011/07/stained-glass-jean-geneti-as-hero-to.html' title='StAInEd Glass Jean Geneti        ? as hero to morsel'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ptyP-SzupNU/TiOln3V1ahI/AAAAAAAADZM/EFU6yT8xmTA/s72-c/Neal-Fox-Jean-Genet-150x150.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-1237207760088396166</id><published>2011-05-21T00:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T00:30:37.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mohammad Al Asfar</title><summary type='text'>
A Libyan writer    ~


Visiting the grave of Jean Genet

At the Spanish Cemetery
Larache, Morocco, January 2011



 Some of his writing which is posted to his blog

ChirpingTranslated from Arabic by MI and AM
I draw the curtains open and look through the glass, I can see the time and temperature on a bright board hanging on a tall building .. oh it is still early I don’t like going back to sleep</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/1237207760088396166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/1237207760088396166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2011/05/mohammad-al-asfar.html' title='Mohammad Al Asfar'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8B9iXAueUHA/Ta1zftq1sDI/AAAAAAAAEPY/LDfmbdJCyoM/s72-c/Mo%2526%2BJean.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-7029802898911422610</id><published>2011-03-29T02:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T02:46:32.784-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the  Prisoner's book</title><summary type='text'>

Autant, plutôt par jeu que conviction, j'avais répondu à l'invitation de passer quelques jours avec les Palestiniens, j'y resterai près de deux ans, et, chaque nuit, allongé, presque mort, attendant que la gélule de Nembutal m'endormit, je gardais les yeux ouverts, l'esprit clair, pas étonné, pas effrayé, mais certainement amusé d'être ici où, d'un côté comme de l'autre du fleuve, des hommes et</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/7029802898911422610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/7029802898911422610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2011/03/prisoners-book.html' title='the  Prisoner&apos;s book'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-7503836846948418945</id><published>2011-03-15T01:55:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T02:00:29.678-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Onan</title><summary type='text'> Someone called you an onanist. Who was it? How could that be seeing as I'm your son with the schizophrenic hilter kilter ? and my lover of the desert and sand.A nd all things . Like the switch and the riding crop, and the ruined castle and its balking in the night . Angela Angela Angelus  O Annunciation of the foliaged floral. 




Were I going blind I'd call God and say I love you. O father who</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/7503836846948418945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/7503836846948418945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2011/03/onan.html' title='Onan'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-1584234368039600912</id><published>2011-03-15T01:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T01:39:28.063-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the gun and  balcony</title><summary type='text'>_________________________________________________________________________________________________I forgot about your gun bea__u tiful  gun  lover ______________________________________________liar 
 coming back to P j'ai l'ai trouver

  Over the railing into the Brothel   ~ .  there were countries  there . Not just Archbishops. Nor Irma . 



 And Jpan burning 














_____________________</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/1584234368039600912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/1584234368039600912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2011/03/gun-and-balcony.html' title='the gun and  balcony'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-7213213159459671169</id><published>2011-03-15T01:21:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T01:23:28.897-04:00</updated><title type='text'>it is</title><summary type='text'>

___________________________________________________ 






It is  a  homosexual night    there  is beauty everywhere





</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/7213213159459671169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/7213213159459671169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2011/03/it-is.html' title='it is'/><author><name>Clifford  Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408377959125651878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='14' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9wGAGIjZta4/SnaTxiVCJNI/AAAAAAAAAgk/fIkhXzP9WTM/S220/Fictions4_.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-7575257173265990231</id><published>2011-03-09T00:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T01:37:43.677-05:00</updated><title type='text'>___________________________SainTy Geneti nancy Poste Restante _________________Sidi Gini,</title><summary type='text'>Do you think what Papa\     Think they have it right with the black and white? Or the wit determines night. (or) the  ,,  close rhymes  ,,  near as your face ,, to the prick  ,, standing ,, hauling  ,, mouth heavy with the cock?

  The biographies never know the secrets. The hagiographers know best. The taste of tongue on thigh. Night's     

  bridge to a thigh. A sigh every river. Dryad dancing</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/7575257173265990231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/7575257173265990231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2011/03/sainty-geneti-nancy-poste-restante-sidi.html' title='___________________________SainTy Geneti nancy Poste Restante _________________Sidi Gini,'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-1746466635062571263</id><published>2011-01-20T01:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T01:07:49.147-05:00</updated><title type='text'>L o  v e   h  a  s   m  a   n y  n a m e  s m a  n y  m o m e n t s</title><summary type='text'>






from If _ 1968 _ Directed Lindsay Anderson


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</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/1746466635062571263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/1746466635062571263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2011/01/l-o-v-e-h-s-m-n-y-n-m-e-s-m-n-y-m-o-m-e.html' title='L o  v e   h  a  s   m  a   n y  n a m e  s m a  n y  m o m e n t s'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-1241545908905861538</id><published>2011-01-11T13:00:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T16:57:10.422-05:00</updated><title type='text'>notes for a freeing</title><summary type='text'>first you wanted to be to become Jean Genet. you were twenty. you carried a book Reason and Violence a chapter about him in there and Our Lady of the Flowers. and Sartre's book the Saint Saint Genet. You wore a cordory jacket and didnt know you were in Greece . or he was. and you werent and Bonnie was.you wore a corduroy jacket.


you came back from greece


we went to france she got pregnant </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/1241545908905861538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/1241545908905861538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2011/01/notes-for-freeing.html' title='notes for a freeing'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-1864114991719235641</id><published>2010-12-28T23:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T04:05:50.622-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>

David Wojnarowicz



Jean Genet Masturbating                                                 in Metteray Prison1983





  found via the gracious finding s of this infinite image world text of its becoming                                             here  at tzeroxymox




______________________________


You Killed Me First, installation view, 1985.
What followed was an assault on my senses, a</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/1864114991719235641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/1864114991719235641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2010/12/david-wojnarowicz-jean-genet.html' title=''/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_74XjRB1CJng/SCXOR2lEbRI/AAAAAAAAAyw/7jrFsQ5hTV4/s72-c/David+Wojnarowicz3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-6515879291957728257</id><published>2010-12-22T16:33:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T06:20:40.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bib thy lovrSz_- OuR BasTard Father was in earth...</title><summary type='text'>

 Saint Genet   ~ was no ordinary mystic moralist saint but its Goytisolo   characterizes him best as  a type of Sufi but one of the bad sufi typesthat didnt walk in the main sufi path Genet was outside to the outsider .
             there's an arabic  term he uses but I cant remember what it was 



Bibliothèque Gay:
Vingt lithographies pour un livre que j’ai lu, Jean Genet, Roland Caillaux, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/6515879291957728257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/6515879291957728257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2010/12/bib-thy-lovrsz-our-bastard-father-was.html' title='Bib thy lovrSz_- OuR BasTard Father was in earth...'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-4984378553624925312</id><published>2010-12-14T10:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T16:52:41.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Le Vieil Enfant (légende Genet)</title><summary type='text'>__________________________________________


Film interactif où les spectateurs font leur montage, où les réalisateurs, monteurs et acteurs jouent en direct sur la projection des images. Impromptu à l'heure même de la naissance de Jean Genet, il y a cent ans.Nous raconterons et montrerons en les croisant, l’enfance d’un pupille à Alligny-en-Morvan jusqu’à 13 ans et demi, puis les innombrables </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/4984378553624925312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/4984378553624925312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2010/12/le-vieil-enfant-legende-genet.html' title='Le Vieil Enfant (légende Genet)'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-4023342632876566534</id><published>2010-11-24T14:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T14:48:03.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>When undertaking the publication ofNietzsche's works, for example, where should one stop? Surely everything mustbe published, but what is "everything"? Everything that Nietzsche himselfpublished, certainly. And what about the rough drafts for his works? Obviously

What is an author?




 
fragments 'of an author' of an other author of an other authority ... 









the plans for his aphorisms? </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/4023342632876566534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/4023342632876566534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2010/11/fragments-of-author-of-other-author-of.html' title=''/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/TO1ilIap3rI/AAAAAAAADHE/Q4pjTXvCQB0/s72-c/genet-001.1176413161.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-7806281072670294855</id><published>2010-11-13T01:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T01:37:51.335-05:00</updated><title type='text'>'oke</title><summary type='text'> Genet Jenet woke up this morning. Her head was in place HenryMiller . Tropic of the Rose. A free reading to her chance encounter with beside and before. Bedouin to her dark night. Not a schizophrenic salad but a blustering almighty dollar!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/7806281072670294855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/7806281072670294855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2010/11/oke.html' title='&apos;oke'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-1747331240132539394</id><published>2010-10-21T01:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T01:37:08.208-04:00</updated><title type='text'>about that ...: L’atelier</title><summary type='text'>A conversation between two thieves
_______________________________________"I shall forge in the smithy of
                                           my soul..._"___'the uncreated '____________'conscience of my race ' 




Her: does that mean that what he wrote was not true?
Me: O! No on the contrary it's true true true true and more true. With this exception  __ it's exceptional not the norm.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/1747331240132539394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/1747331240132539394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2010/10/about-that-latelier.html' title='about that ...: L’atelier'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-1809895630555197496</id><published>2010-10-18T10:00:00.022-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T00:23:57.275-04:00</updated><title type='text'>L’atelier d’Alberto Giacometti</title><summary type='text'>Here's a n excerpt of Genet's long interview essay about his then friend Giacometti. I was a mere toddler when Papa Genet was hanging with big daddy Gia. So it went and I forwent my days and nights being dragged by the old whore thief covered in dust. SO he could see the painter in his studio.


I never peeped nor complained. As big Papa Jean had to see the painter. And they smoked like fiends, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/1809895630555197496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/1809895630555197496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2010/10/latelier-dalberto-giacometti.html' title='L’atelier d’Alberto Giacometti'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-414423421666569882</id><published>2010-09-03T10:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T04:03:25.649-05:00</updated><title type='text'>vous êtes comme le flic et homage ...</title><summary type='text'>...  Genet  tunrs the interview into a moment of awakening and openness __he denounces  even the interview itself as a "piece  of bad theatre" and turns the tables on his interlocutor 
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__________________eat the document: Jean Genet, Interview BBC2, 1985_______________________On peut le regretter : la récente édition en poche Folio de l’Ennemi déclaré, le </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/414423421666569882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/414423421666569882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2010/09/vous-etes-comme-le-flic-et-homage.html' title='vous êtes comme le flic et homage ...'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/TKVq7dS7IlI/AAAAAAAADAY/rAkDxlbgwBw/s72-c/tumblr_l9hifpYIS21qdqy37o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-4957077398083887113</id><published>2010-09-03T00:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T00:53:01.528-04:00</updated><title type='text'>it's time</title><summary type='text'>
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it's time to write about Genet some more. but you cannot find your texts. where are they?are they here? where? where's here.Here Herr doctor your sin is plentiful dark night. the hat heat's unbearable not light but levity of grace and the tall love of wicked  ~  come to me fine father speak to my names





call me




across the street from Amsterdam Cologne </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/4957077398083887113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/4957077398083887113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-time.html' title='it&apos;s time'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-6041814747845806454</id><published>2010-07-01T15:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T15:39:57.955-04:00</updated><title type='text'>'Genet,Gita : Light and earthworms ..'</title><summary type='text'>Talking of crossdressing and pollination ~ Our Lady Flowers compared to Arjuna the god_crosser. The Krishna desire bus the waxing of gods and bees_ a delire of god, freaks, bees, transvestites, worms infinitely transforming their selfs,  and other transversal mice. How nice! Papa Genet would love it as no doubt he does smiling his minimal smile along the long laugh of heaven.


____________ </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/6041814747845806454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/6041814747845806454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2010/07/genetgita-light-and-earthworms.html' title='&apos;Genet,Gita : Light and earthworms ..&apos;'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/TCztXucuuAI/AAAAAAAACyo/d2h8s9TrZKg/s72-c/Our+Lady-1965-72dpi.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-776349452794811862</id><published>2010-07-01T10:30:00.048-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T02:41:36.642-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Abdalla Bentaja</title><summary type='text'>Abdallah Bentaga was a tightrope walker. Lover










</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/776349452794811862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/776349452794811862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2010/07/abdalla-bentaja.html' title='Abdalla Bentaja'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/TCxTkSnJ4ZI/AAAAAAAACyA/kWQDQDZrua8/s72-c/s137299980320_5732180_9522.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-3350926326256372937</id><published>2010-05-23T15:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T15:30:37.894-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Felix guattari: Toward a queer chaosmosis</title><summary type='text'> Life being what it is it's a pity Genet, Guattari and Frank O'Hara never met. it would have made for a queer mix!
______________Found this  article with the Above title ________________but cant read it unless ya pay _ Well dig heres the info _ for them that has access ___  found it ______________by word break title association _ Guattari talking theory a mile a minute Genet, pausing and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/3350926326256372937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/3350926326256372937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2010/05/felix-guattari-toward-queer-chaosmosis.html' title='Felix guattari: Toward a queer chaosmosis'/><author><name>Clifford  Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408377959125651878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='14' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9wGAGIjZta4/SnaTxiVCJNI/AAAAAAAAAgk/fIkhXzP9WTM/S220/Fictions4_.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-6355410972335494354</id><published>2010-04-19T14:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T14:57:01.765-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HOMMAGE A JEAN GENET ANGELA DAVIS CAROLE ROUSSOPOU.</title><summary type='text'>CAROLE ROUSSOPOULOS  was a friend of my father Genet. Here is he paying tribute to Angela Davis and George  JacksonEXTRAIT. VIDEO DE CAROLE ROUSSOPOULOS 1970 LORS DU PASSAGE DE GENET A LA TELEVISION FRANCAISE / EMISSION CENSUREE DONT CE DOCUMENT EST LA SEULE TRACE /DIFFUSE LORS DE L HOMMAGE A LA REGRETTEE CAROLE ROUSSOPOULOS LE 22 JANVIER 2010 AU THEATRE SYLVIA MONFORT . MERCI A PAUL ROUSSOPOULOS</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/6355410972335494354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/6355410972335494354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2010/04/hommage-jean-genet-angela-davis-carole.html' title='HOMMAGE A JEAN GENET ANGELA DAVIS CAROLE ROUSSOPOU.'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-4422432622956453336</id><published>2010-02-19T15:37:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T16:04:22.699-05:00</updated><title type='text'>: Jeant Genet No.2 by Daniel de Culla, Burgos, Spain</title><summary type='text'>__________From the ongoing Mail art ProJet to celebrate the 100th birthday of AntiSaInT JEan Genet--------------------------------------------------------Both images from _______________: Jeant Genet No.2 by Daniel de Culla, Burgos, Spain</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/4422432622956453336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/4422432622956453336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2010/02/jeant-genet-no2-by-daniel-de-culla.html' title=': Jeant Genet No.2 by Daniel de Culla, Burgos, Spain'/><author><name>Clifford  Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408377959125651878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='14' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9wGAGIjZta4/SnaTxiVCJNI/AAAAAAAAAgk/fIkhXzP9WTM/S220/Fictions4_.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9wGAGIjZta4/S372mVGX_lI/AAAAAAAAA0s/NMtD0cq9qg8/s72-c/genet-2-004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-8098233625358119051</id><published>2010-01-30T00:32:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T00:45:54.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'>'Jean Genet No. 1 from Michel della Vedova, Limoges, France'</title><summary type='text'>_____________________A ViSIonIng of Genet in Poster Found copied from GRIGORI a blogger and mail artist</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/8098233625358119051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/8098233625358119051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2010/01/jean-genet-no-1-from-michel-della.html' title='&apos;Jean Genet No. 1 from Michel della Vedova, Limoges, France&apos;'/><author><name>Clifford  Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408377959125651878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='14' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9wGAGIjZta4/SnaTxiVCJNI/AAAAAAAAAgk/fIkhXzP9WTM/S220/Fictions4_.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9wGAGIjZta4/S2PEbttmf3I/AAAAAAAAAyc/wrg5kYqIVyk/s72-c/2010Jan29_0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-6431737596778172830</id><published>2010-01-08T00:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T00:56:03.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>nOTRE TROU DU CUL EST REVOLUTIONNAIRE</title><summary type='text'>Je SuiS JE SuISMAQUETTE DU DEBUT DU FILM SUR GUY HOCQUENGHEM / SUITETEXTES DE RENE SCHERER ET GUY HOCQUENGHEMAVEC DANS LE ROLE DE GUY HOCQUENGHEM :ASGARD MATHIEU TIGRANE ANTHONY ....A SUIVRE ....========================================================TEXTES DE RENE SCHERER ET GUY HOCQUENGHEM /LE DEBUT/ LA MAQUETTE DU DEBUT D UN FILM SUR GUY HOCQUENGHEM ....A SUIVRE .... ASGARD EST GUY HOCQUENGHEM</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/6431737596778172830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/6431737596778172830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2010/01/notre-trou-du-cul-est-revolutionnaire.html' title='nOTRE TROU DU CUL EST REVOLUTIONNAIRE'/><author><name>Clifford  Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408377959125651878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='14' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9wGAGIjZta4/SnaTxiVCJNI/AAAAAAAAAgk/fIkhXzP9WTM/S220/Fictions4_.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-7248055682385862264</id><published>2009-12-12T18:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T18:19:01.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Miracle de la Rose</title><summary type='text'>                            De toutes les Centrales de France, Fontevrault est la plus troublante. C'est elle qui m'a donné la plus forte impression de détresse et de désolation, et je sais que les détenus qui ont connu d'autres prisons ont éprouvé, à l'entendre nommer même, une émotion, une souffrance, comparables aux miennes. Je ne chercherai pas à démêler l'essence de sa puissance sur nous: </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/7248055682385862264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/7248055682385862264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2009/12/miracle-de-la-rose.html' title='Miracle de la Rose'/><author><name>Clifford  Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408377959125651878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='14' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9wGAGIjZta4/SnaTxiVCJNI/AAAAAAAAAgk/fIkhXzP9WTM/S220/Fictions4_.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9wGAGIjZta4/SyQgi5rTa3I/AAAAAAAAAqo/C3tdQkPdqX8/s72-c/genetwithkey2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-4903324914436329408</id><published>2009-12-07T06:26:00.018-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T02:06:06.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'>______________________entre chien et loup __________</title><summary type='text'>

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I have said above (or will say below), that the expression entre chien et loup (literally, between dog and wolf, that is dusk, when the two can’t be distinguished from each other) suggests a lot of other things besides the time of day. the color grey, for instance, and the hour when night approaches as inexorably as sleep, whether daily or </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/4903324914436329408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/4903324914436329408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2009/12/and-from-now-on-there-shall-be-no-more.html' title='______________________entre chien et loup __________'/><author><name>Clifford  Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408377959125651878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='14' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9wGAGIjZta4/SnaTxiVCJNI/AAAAAAAAAgk/fIkhXzP9WTM/S220/Fictions4_.JPG'/></author><georss:featurename>Larache, Morocco</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1833333 -6.149999999999977</georss:point><georss:box>35.1615178 -6.1699029999999775 35.2051488 -6.130096999999977</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-3256552106844179438</id><published>2009-11-16T22:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T22:59:39.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hélène Martin chante -Le condamné à mort</title><summary type='text'>                      SUR MON COU sans armure et sans haine, mon cou        Que ma main plus légère et grave qu’une veuve        Effleure sous mon col, sans que ton cœur s’émeuve,        Laisse tes dents poser leur sourire de loup.         Ô viens mon beau soleil, ô viens ma nuit d’Espagne,        Arrive dans mes yeux qui seront morts demain.        Arrive, ouvre ma porte, apporte-moi ta main,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/3256552106844179438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/3256552106844179438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2009/11/helene-martin-chante-le-condamne-mort.html' title='Hélène Martin chante -Le condamné à mort'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-5669429032767220804</id><published>2009-11-16T22:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T22:49:39.011-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I won't do a thing until you lick it ... .</title><summary type='text'>To have done with the judgment of god'its judgment that kills us' Snippest of the  1963 film version/adaptionthe balcony LE Balcon_______________Lick it! Lick it!scene with the judgeLook here if Im to be amodel judge you have to be a model thief Dont face me face the juryand speak up speak up I m not guilty of anything they forced it outthey dragged me out of bed in the middle of the night Do you</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/5669429032767220804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/5669429032767220804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-wont-do-thing-until-you-lick-it.html' title='I won&apos;t do a thing until you lick it ... .'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-1340514995383086806</id><published>2009-11-04T09:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T13:54:28.841-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Toutes les images du langage :</title><summary type='text'>Toutes les images du langage : Jean Genet, Sous la direction Frieda Ekotto, Aurélie Renaud et Agnès Vannouvong, Fasano Schena Editore/Paris : Alain Baudry et Compagnie Éditeur, coll. « Biblioteca della ricerca », 2008, 228 p., EAN 9782357550209.Un volume consacré à l’écriture de Jean Genet, à son détournement des stéréotypes, et aux jeux des images dans la langue vient de paraître, confrontant </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/1340514995383086806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/1340514995383086806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2009/11/toutes-les-images-du-langage.html' title='Toutes les images du langage :'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-4203413157474374026</id><published>2009-09-30T02:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T02:34:24.137-04:00</updated><title type='text'>extrait de virginie despentes</title><summary type='text'>- Pourquoi tu fais pas un effort quand tu parles ? Tu fais racaille, c'est insupportable. T'as vu où t'habites maintenant ? Et ça fait des années que t'es dans des endroits classes...
- Je la parle couramment leur langue de tapette, mais tu causes pas avec ça, c'est pas une langue vivante, c'est du cafouillage de cerveau broyé pour cerveaux de tafiole, tu vois de quoi je parle ? Fesses bien </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/4203413157474374026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/4203413157474374026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2009/09/extrait-de-virginie-despentes.html' title='extrait de virginie despentes'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author><georss:featurename>France</georss:featurename><georss:point>46.227638 2.213749</georss:point><georss:box>38.62948 -12.7276575 53.825796 17.1551555</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-4924789188317076991</id><published>2009-09-07T15:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T15:24:57.025-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rembrandt</title><summary type='text'>   (two pieces )(of)Something which seemed to resemble decay was in the process of cankering my former view of the world. One day, while riding in a train, I experienced a revelation: as I looked at the passenger sitting opposite me, I realized that every man has the same value as every other. I did not suspect (or rather, I did, I was obscurely aware of it, for suddenly a wave of sadness welled </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/4924789188317076991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/4924789188317076991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2009/09/rembrandt.html' title='Rembrandt'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SqVdky2F-iI/AAAAAAAACU8/J-Ptaz0hx8g/s72-c/genrem.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-6830946724197960147</id><published>2009-09-07T11:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T11:00:02.612-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter 2009 demonstrating line of molecules agains the molar of war'/><title type='text'>Des milliers d'Israéliens manifestent contre la guerre à Tel Aviv</title><summary type='text'>-------------------------------- __________________ Remarkthe diversity of protest  ~  the world  is no block size group of any. but many.Vidéo en hébreu sous-titré en anglaisviagush shalom et social tv. et       Le poireau ROUGE pour RESISTER à SARKOZY</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/6830946724197960147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/6830946724197960147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2009/09/des-milliers-disraeliens-manifestent.html' title='Des milliers d&apos;Israéliens manifestent contre la guerre à Tel Aviv'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-3141315916252054632</id><published>2009-09-04T03:44:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T01:16:54.949-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love love'/><title type='text'>Kvisa Shchora--Black Laundry ~~War is horrible</title><summary type='text'>________________________________________ from the   place of war       and sufferinghuman desiresto liveand contestthe false authorityof tyrannyin its numerou s shapes"The women in the photo are Palestinian and Israeli women. They are part of a group of queer activists located in Israel. The group connects their struggles as queer peoplein a conservative nation to colonialism and nationalismthat </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/3141315916252054632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/3141315916252054632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2009/09/kvisa-shchora-black-laundry-war-is.html' title='Kvisa Shchora--Black Laundry ~~War is horrible'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SqDFz96cALI/AAAAAAAACU0/EGRCnzYx56Y/s72-c/homepage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-3369612653673817088</id><published>2009-09-02T00:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T00:12:08.978-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Juan Goytisolo: "Conocer a Genet era una aventura de la que uno no salía indemne"</title><summary type='text'>Juan Goytisolo ha presentado Genet en el Raval (Galaxia Gutenberg/Círculo de lectores), crónica de una amistad tan literaria como sentimental. El escritor barcelonés conoció al poeta Jean Genet (París, 1910-1986), uno de sus mayores ídolos literarios, en octubre de 1955, gracias a Monique Lange, “porque Lange nos había invitado a los dos a una cena en su piso de la rue Poissonnière. Yo le </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/3369612653673817088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/3369612653673817088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2009/09/juan-goytisolo-conocer-genet-era-una.html' title='Juan Goytisolo: &quot;Conocer a Genet era una aventura de la que uno no salía indemne&quot;'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-3711581607391461083</id><published>2009-09-01T14:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T01:21:33.867-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Leïla Chahid Jean Genet et les palestiniens - Rencontre 1/3/4</title><summary type='text'>Leïla  Shahid Genet's dear friend recounts how he  ended up in Beirut in 1982 during the worst of the  bombardments of that city--- and some of the events leading to the deaths at Sabra and Chatila September 16_19-/82 .Leïla Chahid Jean Genet et les palestiniens - Rencontre 1/4Intervention de Leïla ChahidAt this time in his life Genet had throat cancerandhad not writtenanything strictlyliteraryin</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/3711581607391461083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/3711581607391461083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2009/09/leila-chahid-jean-genet-et-les.html' title='Leïla Chahid Jean Genet et les palestiniens - Rencontre 1/3/4'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-942799051726347963</id><published>2009-09-01T14:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T14:25:36.452-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lecture de Christophe Brault  d'Un captif amoureux</title><summary type='text'>"Autant, plutôt par jeu que conviction, j'avais répondu à l'invitation de passer quelques jours avec les Palestiniens, j'y resterai près de deux ans, et, chaque nuit, allongé, presque mort, attendant que la gélule de Nembutal m'endormit, je gardais les yeux ouverts, l'esprit clair, pas étonné, pas effrayé, mais certainement amusé d'être ici où, d'un côté comme de l'autre du fleuve, des hommes et </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/942799051726347963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/942799051726347963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2009/09/lecture-de-christophe-brault-dun-captif.html' title='Lecture de Christophe Brault  d&apos;Un captif amoureux'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-2882194022155235442</id><published>2009-09-01T13:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T13:36:30.075-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Albert Dichy raconte.... sa rencontre (dig the word play)avec Jean Genet.</title><summary type='text'>Albert Dichy is one of the great French editors of GenetAlbert Dichy Jean Genet et les palestiniens - Rencontreenvoyé par www-colline-fr -He's recounting Genet's uncanny sense of humour and    that Genet was always handy with reversing roles.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/2882194022155235442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/2882194022155235442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2009/09/albert-dichy-raconte-sa-rencontre-dig.html' title='Albert Dichy raconte.... sa rencontre (dig the word play)avec Jean Genet.'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-4146356409109194247</id><published>2009-09-01T02:09:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T13:37:36.218-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Christophe Brault Jean Genet et les palestiniens Lecture 1/4</title><summary type='text'>Lectures de tLectures de textes de Jean Genet par les comédiens du spectacle Les paravents, dirigées par Frédéric Fisbach : Quatre heures à Chatila, Le captif amoureux ...extes de Jean Genet par les comédiens du spectacle Les paravents, dirigées par Frédéric Fisbach : Quatre heures à Chatila, Le captif amoureux ...Lecture de Christophe Braultvia colline fr a dailymotion___________________________</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/4146356409109194247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/4146356409109194247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2009/09/christophe-brault-jean-genet-et-les.html' title='Christophe Brault Jean Genet et les palestiniens Lecture 1/4'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-2302488416746724388</id><published>2009-08-31T14:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T00:08:15.787-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Genet en el Raval - Goytisolo on Genet</title><summary type='text'>Juan Goytisolo (izquierda), con el escritor Jean Genet en Amsterdam, en 1958.thisphoto  fromEl jardín 98.Andorra la Vella (Andorra), 30 ago (EFE)-. 'Él me enseñó una línea moral que he procurado mantener siempre', ha asegurado a Efe Juan Goytisolo en referencia al novelista francés Jean Genet, sobre el que el escritor catalán aborda aspectos de su vida y su persona en su nuevo libro, 'Genet en el</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/2302488416746724388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/2302488416746724388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2009/08/genet-en-el-raval-goytisolo-on-genet.html' title='Genet en el Raval - Goytisolo on Genet'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SpuSEpz8OkI/AAAAAAAACUM/NkOlmatzajk/s72-c/juan_goytisolo_izquierda_con_el_escritor_jean_genet_en_amsterdam_en_1958_med.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-8593720528477725719</id><published>2009-08-29T01:55:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T02:05:50.141-04:00</updated><title type='text'>burroughs william.... 50 yrs since naked lunch.... a sometim acquaintance....  of Jean Genet</title><summary type='text'>Also notable, William S. Burroughs quoted in Ed Koziarski's just-posted story:                               "There is something about Chicago that paralyzes the spirit under a dead weight of a formalism dictated by hoodlums, a hierarchy of decorticated wops . . . And everywhere the smell of atrophied gangsters, the dead weight of those dear dead days hanging in the air like rancid ectoplasm . . </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/8593720528477725719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/8593720528477725719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2009/08/burroughs-william-50-yrs-since-naked.html' title='burroughs william.... 50 yrs since naked lunch.... a sometim acquaintance....  of Jean Genet'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SpjC9EqvLbI/AAAAAAAACT8/mD0IyH2J6Nc/s72-c/1251422503-burroughs3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-2348129196988907161</id><published>2009-08-27T11:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T11:00:00.304-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Genet and MeRlEau   ~</title><summary type='text'> Another philosopher and poet discussedhere  ----------------------------------------f rom   Nikhil GovindRhetoric 240G, Spring 2006In this paper I wish to discuss how Merleau-Ponty’s work may serve as a powerful critique of existing liberal humanist politics predicated as it is on notions of citizenship and rights. The possibility of such a discussion can only be ensured by an overview of the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/2348129196988907161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/2348129196988907161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2009/08/genet-and-merleau.html' title='Genet and MeRlEau   ~'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SpY3RXh-l2I/AAAAAAAACTI/AIijepAOlMo/s72-c/mppic01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-8168951244484303027</id><published>2009-08-24T19:38:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T20:01:10.438-04:00</updated><title type='text'>in the court at the court</title><summary type='text'>Does the court offer its arrears to the poet in the next world? Does he always sing for his bacon?Has the court really reconvenedor does Genet wander the ghost virtual spacesof the afterworldOne think s of the characters the  Screens L'Ecran and the space of their death is merely a departure for the other worldthat space ofcome again waking upwhere am I shaking her head             the characters</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/8168951244484303027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/8168951244484303027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2009/08/in-court-at-court.html' title='in the court at the court'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EZaeP-5pWP0/Slto33y1XoI/AAAAAAAAHto/NspmrUVehcg/s72-c/Genet+Court+-+2nd+Negative-707372.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-2070218218647112037</id><published>2009-08-18T01:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T01:29:47.627-04:00</updated><title type='text'>EyE heart Genet  ~ (sieme)</title><summary type='text'> ismy name at the bottom Tristan Tzaramy name at the bottom is Tristan Tzarai am my name at the botto    m is Tristan Tzarai am I heart Jean Genety name at the bottom is TristaGenete at the bottom is Tristan Tzaramy name at the botto    m iy name at the bottom is Tristan Tzara i am I heart Jean Genete at the bottom is Tristan TzaraI heart Jean Geneti am I heart Jean Genetmy name at the bottom is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/2070218218647112037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/2070218218647112037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2009/08/eye-heart-genet-sieme.html' title='EyE heart Genet  ~ (sieme)'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-4341998254541949481</id><published>2009-08-01T14:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T14:17:32.615-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a  ll   it took</title><summary type='text'>all It take s is a little democracy   for the common wealth to spread  as owning shifts so does the bread if thiefs become brief kings of loveit rifts the hulling night of ownershipthen all is wellspreading its undefined nonscarcity round the square world  is allit takes  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/4341998254541949481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/4341998254541949481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2009/08/ll-it-took.html' title='a  ll   it took'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-3211124827693531502</id><published>2009-08-01T13:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T13:44:50.367-04:00</updated><title type='text'>G ....never ... wrote ... any .. thing...</title><summary type='text'>Chicago   1968 ________________________________</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/3211124827693531502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/3211124827693531502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2009/08/g-never-wrote-any-thing.html' title='G ....never ... wrote ... any .. thing...'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SnR-3MZ3S0I/AAAAAAAACLM/l6cghb-AByU/s72-c/jginchginbur.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-2731874425181751198</id><published>2009-07-15T02:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T02:28:45.440-04:00</updated><title type='text'>devotees · of · the · Guardian · Angels-JEAN GENET WITH THE BLACK PANTHERS IN AMERICA 1968</title><summary type='text'>   Genet photo  with Black Panther via guard devotees live journal</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/2731874425181751198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/2731874425181751198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2009/07/devotees-of-guardian-angels-jean-genet.html' title='devotees · of · the · Guardian · Angels-JEAN GENET WITH THE BLACK PANTHERS IN AMERICA 1968'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-5302689460888910666</id><published>2009-06-22T10:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T04:03:05.115-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the</title><summary type='text'>The fools think that he wrote. classical. I wrote nothing. Nothing wrote. there was no classical left. I was already way beyond classical. I was a pimp of language. the first bk. was a fairy tale of transvestites, queers, pimps, and fake ponies.He had rid himself of that by the end. In the waiting camp. Well, at Cocteau's I wrote the other ones fast.i t wasof me and over before I knew it.The </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/5302689460888910666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/5302689460888910666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='the'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-3051315502251960712</id><published>2009-06-19T13:34:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T13:39:33.215-04:00</updated><title type='text'>marry the four le four</title><summary type='text'>the question another one: how to marry henrymiller and jean genet ~. yer doing it.Our lady of the tropicsourlady of the CancersOur lady of MillerTropic of FlowersOur lady of Tropic flowers. then we can make a new assembly.a lego set indeed.  then divorce the two and add  ? whoever else works in that instant. there is no henry miller no genet.in the 'four' in the over the flour miller baker beats.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/3051315502251960712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/3051315502251960712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2009/06/marry-four-le-four.html' title='marry the four le four'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SjvM-m1vteI/AAAAAAAAB6A/gA2aE2CrLcM/s72-c/June+%28sm%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-1613399275620727135</id><published>2009-06-18T00:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T01:32:56.009-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='revolution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sailors'/><title type='text'>all the way from the dirty erotics and belles-lettres...</title><summary type='text'>_______________________ O Papa Yer farflung sailor self image fares wide. over sea and dell, prison boat, and dock stream the injustice of the world, revolting at the seam.from frisco in the far west  ~Frameline 2009: Cary Cronenwett's Maggots and Men (re)stages a revolutionLocal filmmaker Cary Cronenwett's Maggots and Men — a stunning black and white historical fantasia on the possibilities, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/1613399275620727135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/1613399275620727135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2009/06/all-way-from-dirty-erotics-and-belles.html' title='all the way from the dirty erotics and belles-lettres...'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-7719599808815548030</id><published>2009-06-17T01:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T01:03:34.281-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sartre wrote</title><summary type='text'>Sartre rightly wrote that Genet's genius was self invented    ~    it was in a becoming he made himself out ofwhat others had made himOne makes one's questions and make s  a self. A writer -witness in his case.A citizen event . A loving torrent of rings and whirlpooling of paradox and glove   ~</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/7719599808815548030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/7719599808815548030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2009/06/sartre-wrote.html' title='Sartre wrote'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-1386876541644697524</id><published>2009-06-04T10:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T01:35:49.194-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the Adoration of Saint Genet   _______________________&gt; (smoking) [a Dada Genet]</title><summary type='text'>Paiuse between breaths _ the smoker poet . Lungs woof. between adorations of magi  being born the bastard king. was son to father father's son? what tertullian grasp of things is this heyway doe eyed poet?he falls on a step  -- as the old man to become dyingfinally not from the throat cancerbut a bump on the headWhom does he adore?what god king of man beauty? Arms ,  muscles  ,   legs  ._________</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/1386876541644697524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/1386876541644697524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2009/06/adoration-of-saint-genet-smoking-dada.html' title='the Adoration of Saint Genet   _______________________&gt; (smoking) [a Dada Genet]'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SieNNpkdw9I/AAAAAAAAB3w/ibw2QNY0aGk/s72-c/Adoration+-Genet7_edited-1-783029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-2579003930321522967</id><published>2009-06-02T23:39:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T23:51:33.763-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Face of Christ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The court of Saint Genet'/><title type='text'>Si le visage est bien le Christ-- Christ I thought I had a face ....</title><summary type='text'>Si le visage est bien le Christ_____________________________________________ c'est-à-dire l'Homme blanc moyen quelconque,_________________________  Et Voila Genet transforme . In his court_____________________________________________les premières déviances, les premiers écarts-types sont raciaux : homme jaune, homme noir, hommes de deuxième ou troisième catégorie__________________________________</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/2579003930321522967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/2579003930321522967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2009/06/si-le-visage-est-bien-le-christ-christ.html' title='Si le visage est bien le Christ-- Christ I thought I had a face ....'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SiXw_TcwuPI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/BiAFDIHaKcw/s72-c/The+Court+of+St.+Genet+-+Copie-743199.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-8729860745485364007</id><published>2009-05-25T14:10:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T05:08:47.289-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carole Roussopoulos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portable video camera'/><title type='text'>Ma caméra est là pour ceux qui ont le droit de se la boucler</title><summary type='text'>In late 69 and 1970 Genet became friends of with Carole Roussopoulos . At the time he had just discovered the portable video camera. La militante Carole Roussopoulos a vite compris quel instrument puissant pouvait devenir la vidéo. Depuis 1969, cette cinéaste née en Valais utilise ce levier pour défendre la condition de la femme. Dans le cadre du festival Visions du réel, elle revient sur son </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/8729860745485364007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/8729860745485364007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2009/05/ma-camera-est-la-pour-ceux-qui-ont-le.html' title='Ma caméra est là pour ceux qui ont le droit de se la boucler'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-2700639032563046052</id><published>2009-05-25T13:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T13:53:50.741-04:00</updated><title type='text'>tactful heart papa geneti with angela the mother of thinkers</title><summary type='text'>--------------------------- So we see the I go to the We.this trajectory had been predicted by Sartre Saint Genet.in that book near ending he wrote that  Genet would , not that he had stopped writing the fictions of his self analysis, eventually take on the we , and collectiverealities of other men and women. So it went, and it was , and came to pass.(excerpts from an unpublished Angela Davis </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/2700639032563046052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/2700639032563046052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2009/05/tactful-heart-papa-geneti-with-angela.html' title='tactful heart papa geneti with angela the mother of thinkers'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-1107115755863153292</id><published>2009-05-24T02:47:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T01:14:37.559-04:00</updated><title type='text'>no famille no papa mumu</title><summary type='text'>its interesting to see howthe Je -   in this instance  " Je vous rappelle que je n'ai ni père ni mère,que j'ai été élevé  par l'assistance publiqueque j'ai su très jeune que je n'étais pas Français,que je n'appartenais pas au village.Je ne pouvais me retrouver que dans les opprimés de couleuret dans les opprimés contre le blanc.Je suis peut-être un noir qui a les couleurs blanches ou roses,mais </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/1107115755863153292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/1107115755863153292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2009/05/no-famille-no-papa-mumu.html' title='no famille no papa mumu'/><author><name>Clifford  Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408377959125651878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='14' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9wGAGIjZta4/SnaTxiVCJNI/AAAAAAAAAgk/fIkhXzP9WTM/S220/Fictions4_.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-1161783898999626848</id><published>2009-05-12T18:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T18:14:48.658-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mettray</title><summary type='text'>--------------------                                                        ____________________  Le journal METTRAY a été créé par Didier Morin en 2001. Dans les 10 numéros parus, chaque invité présente son travail en cours. METTRAY est aussi le nom d'un petit village de Touraine, lieu de l'oeuvre de Jean Genet.   Vous trouverez ici le sommaire de chaque numéro de METTRAY.  Si vous souhaitez </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/1161783898999626848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/1161783898999626848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2009/05/mettray.html' title='Mettray'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/Sgn0DUwgFcI/AAAAAAAABzI/ftSu0jXnLrg/s72-c/gd_mettray10.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-628072591170299029</id><published>2009-04-29T10:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T02:58:23.838-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Conversation With Tahar Ben Jelloun</title><summary type='text'>Q. Leaving Tangier is a wrenching and transportive read, but was it equally emotionally affecting to write? What are your relationships with your characters?  This is a novel that I rewrote three times by changing the construction. I worked a lot, because I wanted to reach a level where any reader from any country can identify with one of my characters. I remember the only advice Jean Genet had </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/628072591170299029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/628072591170299029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2009/04/conversation-with-tahar-ben-jelloun.html' title='A Conversation With Tahar Ben Jelloun'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-3408443151807215371</id><published>2009-04-29T01:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T01:31:03.864-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beirut reading writing'/><title type='text'>Genet in the Eyes of Arab Writers _ from Beirut with Love</title><summary type='text'> thee ~Texts of  Jean Genet________________ This projects aims at introducing Jean Genetas a writer, a human being, and a fighter to the Lebanese and Arab audience, as a tribute to his dedication to humane causes such as the Palestinian cause and the Algerian resistance and to his stand against racism. The project features ten days of activities including plays, art, music and choreography all </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/3408443151807215371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/3408443151807215371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2009/04/genet-in-eyes-of-arab-writers-from.html' title='Genet in the Eyes of Arab Writers _ from Beirut with Love'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-710811207372085139</id><published>2009-04-15T16:07:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T16:09:31.933-04:00</updated><title type='text'>papa geneti's death</title><summary type='text'>as  he rose to the sky. hefting the step. in the Hotel Jack . so it went  whence the riant body laughed its hell thwart to trogdolytes giggled its passing to up the striate stair other lean to. when the river poured its husky feather. so he wentthis day1986</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/710811207372085139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/710811207372085139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2009/04/papa-genetis-death.html' title='papa geneti&apos;s death'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-5600408401829807794</id><published>2009-02-26T23:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T00:58:21.287-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who that man/ Gabriel</title><summary type='text'>The picture  is of Gabriel, Georgian, 13th century.by way of  Archangel Gabriel &amp; the Pink Bathing suit...at Virgl Speaks</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/5600408401829807794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/5600408401829807794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2009/02/who-that-man-gabriel.html' title='Who that man/ Gabriel'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SaeAOUWdxbI/AAAAAAAABok/gQwwFutagek/s72-c/gabriel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-6715196485053999315</id><published>2009-02-26T16:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T17:18:52.517-05:00</updated><title type='text'>le funambule ...</title><summary type='text'>------------"Le Funambule. Ecrit pour Abdallah, c’est un long poème d’amour, mais aussi son Art Poétique : variations sur une dramaturgie du cirque, du théâtre et de la danse, réflexions sur l’artiste dans le monde, solitude et ambivalence de l’acteur, va-et-vient entre effacement Genet's funAmbule here  i n video performance"Que nous importe à toi et à moi un bon acrobate, tu seras cette </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/6715196485053999315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/6715196485053999315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2009/02/le-funambule.html' title='le funambule ...'/><author><name>Clifford  Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408377959125651878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='14' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9wGAGIjZta4/SnaTxiVCJNI/AAAAAAAAAgk/fIkhXzP9WTM/S220/Fictions4_.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9wGAGIjZta4/SacVRjkhqQI/AAAAAAAAAcM/WZY2FheVIIs/s72-c/genet%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-8122676374243881971</id><published>2009-01-16T01:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T01:05:38.917-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fleurs de pavée.Цветы тротуара. Жан Жене</title><summary type='text'>Dans le Treizième arrondissement de Paris des images surgissent près de l'hôtel  Jean Genet est décédé.dehttp://ca.youtube.com/user/thaliway</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/8122676374243881971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/8122676374243881971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2009/01/fleurs-de-pave.html' title='Fleurs de pavée.Цветы тротуара. Жан Жене'/><author><name>Clifford  Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408377959125651878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='14' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9wGAGIjZta4/SnaTxiVCJNI/AAAAAAAAAgk/fIkhXzP9WTM/S220/Fictions4_.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-6191968771992848808</id><published>2009-01-16T00:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T00:47:46.459-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Im not sure this sort of ______________________is this the writing of the Bastard's filiations his contagions and allieances temporary... is there a dawn in this ?_____________&lt;!--          Send to friend      Print      Have your say                                  Comments(0)                         --&gt;                    Tangier, 1946: Choukri believed that the tourists who travelled to the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/6191968771992848808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/6191968771992848808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2009/01/our-man-in-tangier-gossip-that-spins.html' title=''/><author><name>Clifford  Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408377959125651878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='14' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9wGAGIjZta4/SnaTxiVCJNI/AAAAAAAAAgk/fIkhXzP9WTM/S220/Fictions4_.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-4082894045383057871</id><published>2009-01-16T00:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T01:47:22.138-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Four Hours in Chatila  ... Beirut ... 1982 and  before...</title><summary type='text'>Palestinian youth in the Shatila refugee camp, August 2007. (Maryam Monalisa Gharavi).Genet in Beirut _ 1982 .  At the camps Sabra and Chatila the day of the slaughter. the morning of.in funeral parlour of the world_______________________citation deQuatre heures à Chatila                         "A Chatila, à Sabra,       des non-juifs ont massacré des non-juifs, en quoi cela       nous </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/4082894045383057871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/4082894045383057871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2009/01/beirut.html' title='Four Hours in Chatila  ... Beirut ... 1982 and  before...'/><author><name>Clifford  Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408377959125651878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='14' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9wGAGIjZta4/SnaTxiVCJNI/AAAAAAAAAgk/fIkhXzP9WTM/S220/Fictions4_.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9wGAGIjZta4/SXAtG4QfUgI/AAAAAAAAAXs/vXXHB6BSuws/s72-c/071002-maryam-shatila.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-3325185965367526591</id><published>2008-12-28T02:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T03:00:56.838-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a line of flight</title><summary type='text'>'"The Day the Palestinians become institutionalized, I will no longer be on their side."' Genet's line of flight is an ever escaping one. Moving, like a tongue moves around a woman's body. Her lover speaks to her through. Signs. far and distant. near and close. close as the dark. a hand reaching her between the dark velvet of its hushed lover grasp.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/3325185965367526591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/3325185965367526591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2008/12/line-of-flight.html' title='a line of flight'/><author><name>Clifford  Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408377959125651878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='14' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9wGAGIjZta4/SnaTxiVCJNI/AAAAAAAAAgk/fIkhXzP9WTM/S220/Fictions4_.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-3544537298985075535</id><published>2008-12-28T00:15:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T01:51:31.703-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Choukri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Genet'/><title type='text'>Mohamed Choukri</title><summary type='text'>Mohamed Choukri was a dear friend of Jean Genet. They first met when Choukri was a fledgling writer in Tangier... Their encounter is told in Choukri's Genet in Tangier.Jean Genet Suite et Fin _ is a later version of Choukri's encounter with Genet, written years later, in the early 80's . It recounts a visit of Choukri and El Katrani to Genet, who was staying at the time, in the faubourg, St. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/3544537298985075535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/3544537298985075535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2008/12/mohamed-choukri.html' title='Mohamed Choukri'/><author><name>Clifford  Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408377959125651878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='14' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9wGAGIjZta4/SnaTxiVCJNI/AAAAAAAAAgk/fIkhXzP9WTM/S220/Fictions4_.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9wGAGIjZta4/SVcdLki_wFI/AAAAAAAAAWU/5NgIP_yhMLI/s72-c/jeangenetgf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-5997751546050453162</id><published>2008-12-20T01:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T01:36:10.832-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Genet Born and unborne this day that time...</title><summary type='text'> Genet born unborne day this time thatthen. O f Genet yer papa  ~so the flowers goprisoners in chainedover Blacks BalconLou-lou ship to my Devil's islandShip to my louhangman's nooseOur lady of les fleursfeudes maladies</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/5997751546050453162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/5997751546050453162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2008/12/genet-born-and-unborne-this-day-that.html' title='Genet Born and unborne this day that time...'/><author><name>Clifford  Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408377959125651878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='14' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9wGAGIjZta4/SnaTxiVCJNI/AAAAAAAAAgk/fIkhXzP9WTM/S220/Fictions4_.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-4537361707724675600</id><published>2008-12-15T02:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T02:26:04.994-05:00</updated><title type='text'>les...</title><summary type='text'> les...    “Il faut rire. Sinon les...    “Il faut rire. Sinon le tragique va nousfaire envoler par la fenêtre.Ferme la fenêtre”.(Jean Genet, Les Bonnes) le tragique va nousfaire envoler par la fenêtre.Ferme la fenêtre”.(Jean Genet, Les Bonnes)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/4537361707724675600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/4537361707724675600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2008/12/les.html' title='les...'/><author><name>Clifford  Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408377959125651878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='14' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9wGAGIjZta4/SnaTxiVCJNI/AAAAAAAAAgk/fIkhXzP9WTM/S220/Fictions4_.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-5559687751938035252</id><published>2008-10-24T03:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T03:25:24.648-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nando Messias as Divine</title><summary type='text'>Our lady Our ladyI leave you free to imagine any dialogue you please. Choose whatever may charm you. Have it, if you like, that they hear the voice of the blood or that they fall in love at first sight, or that Darling, by indisputable signs invisible to the vulgar eye, betrays the fact that he is a thief . . . Conceive the wildest improbabilities. Have it that the depths of their being are </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/5559687751938035252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/5559687751938035252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2008/10/nando-messias-as-divine.html' title='Nando Messias as Divine'/><author><name>Clifford  Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408377959125651878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='14' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9wGAGIjZta4/SnaTxiVCJNI/AAAAAAAAAgk/fIkhXzP9WTM/S220/Fictions4_.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-4828426295734604783</id><published>2008-10-24T01:19:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T02:06:47.805-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Close</title><summary type='text'>I will consider the moment of the finger lip, the trace of the moment that aliveis becoming itself. As I held the flowers, of his criminality close to my heart.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/4828426295734604783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/4828426295734604783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2008/10/close.html' title='Close'/><author><name>Clifford  Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408377959125651878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='14' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9wGAGIjZta4/SnaTxiVCJNI/AAAAAAAAAgk/fIkhXzP9WTM/S220/Fictions4_.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9wGAGIjZta4/SQFa9cmkP9I/AAAAAAAAAHo/uoOAPLzMlvY/s72-c/genet10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-5408353923615635528</id><published>2008-10-18T03:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T03:56:57.120-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Les Bonnes</title><summary type='text'>      SOLANGE, doucement d'abord.[...]Vous ne m'intimidez plus. Réveillez le souvenir de votre amant, qu'il vous protège. Je vous hais! Je hais votre poitrine pleine de souffles embaumés. Votre poitrine... d'ivoire! Vos cuisses... d'or! Vos pieds... d'ambre! (Elle crache sur la robe rouge.) Je vous hais! CLAIRE, suffoquée. Oh! oh! mais... SOLANGE, marchant sur elle..Oui madame, ma belle madame. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/5408353923615635528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/5408353923615635528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2008/10/les-bonnes.html' title='Les Bonnes'/><author><name>Clifford  Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408377959125651878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='14' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9wGAGIjZta4/SnaTxiVCJNI/AAAAAAAAAgk/fIkhXzP9WTM/S220/Fictions4_.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-8133582017239653928</id><published>2008-10-04T01:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T02:07:39.922-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pause</title><summary type='text'>The early days, the pugist profile. Self and selfishness.   He pauses. Repose, des cigarattes, d'amour et (des) chances.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/8133582017239653928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/8133582017239653928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2008/10/pause.html' title='Pause'/><author><name>Clifford  Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408377959125651878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='14' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9wGAGIjZta4/SnaTxiVCJNI/AAAAAAAAAgk/fIkhXzP9WTM/S220/Fictions4_.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9wGAGIjZta4/SQFY0pFfrcI/AAAAAAAAAHg/HfjjtadWjLU/s72-c/genet4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-856827189211043393</id><published>2008-07-24T01:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T02:08:25.031-04:00</updated><title type='text'>visitors at larache</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/856827189211043393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/856827189211043393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2008/07/visitors-at-larache.html' title='visitors at larache'/><author><name>Clifford  Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408377959125651878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='14' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9wGAGIjZta4/SnaTxiVCJNI/AAAAAAAAAgk/fIkhXzP9WTM/S220/Fictions4_.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9wGAGIjZta4/SQFdJgoYsmI/AAAAAAAAAIA/ewJZzsE8WMY/s72-c/genettomb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-7105683454162257437</id><published>2008-06-20T01:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T01:15:02.403-04:00</updated><title type='text'>K-Line: Count Julian - Opening</title><summary type='text'>----I 've come across this juxtapositon _aptly chosen of Goytisolo and Genet  atKline blog Count Julian - Opening    harsh homeland, the falsest, most miserable imaginable, I shall never return to you: with eyes still closed, it is there before you, enveloped in the blurryubiquity of sleep and thus invisible, but nonetheless cleverly and subtly suggested, foreshortened and far in the distance: </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/7105683454162257437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/7105683454162257437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2008/06/k-line-count-julian-opening.html' title='K-Line: Count Julian - Opening'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-6092872085732888115</id><published>2008-06-15T02:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T02:18:36.121-04:00</updated><title type='text'>que est ce que?</title><summary type='text'>what is Henry Miller doin on my blawg? next you ll have DH Lawrence and oodles of others..bic pens? sliding rulers, tulle grace of tawny  lace? Celine? buggeries of intent. sharing of deluxe camber? camisoles of small breasted women... le Cid, Violette Leduc?what is this thieves borrow boudoir Mister duffy?I Genet's bastard schizo son belles-lettres des tours, bless yer project of love's Tent. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/6092872085732888115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/6092872085732888115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2008/06/que-est-ce-que.html' title='que est ce que?'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-9005283767205051217</id><published>2008-06-14T08:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T02:18:19.103-04:00</updated><title type='text'>clarao2</title><summary type='text'>Clara02Uploaded by epikepocvolume de temps temps de volume. les prêtes et les ritournellesenfant abdique cherche sont après midi dans le désert de villeentre les champs de misèreDaddy Genet do I err,as ChoukriOr Ben Jallounam I am the afternoon sunset of faun?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/9005283767205051217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/9005283767205051217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2008/06/clarao2.html' title='clarao2'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-6103727037951653705</id><published>2008-05-24T00:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T00:33:38.755-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Genet, who prb. mever reall read Miller thought he was a pornographer and Millerwho maybe read one book of Genet's thought he was a pornographer. The whole thing is really quite funny because they were both democrats  and I think they both thought similarly. To me its like rival beauties and sisterS.Cheese and crackers and grass.. In the China zone. yes. indeed</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/6103727037951653705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/6103727037951653705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2008/05/gen-et-who-prb.html' title=''/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-4242796773057848886</id><published>2008-05-23T23:56:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T16:30:56.301-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner with Henry Miller'/><title type='text'>Genet and Miller "All that matters is that the miraculous become the norm." Henry Miller.</title><summary type='text'>  Dinner with Henry Milleris a great Film which you can see at Ubu siteI cant get this to embed. Guess the Ubu people dont do that. yetbut Im including this you tubeof an interview with Miller_____________&gt;&gt; which is the First of two or three. His French is beautiful    ___on French television"Au "Sel de la Semaine" animé par Fernand Séguin. Production Radio-Canada.""All that matters is that the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/4242796773057848886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/4242796773057848886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2008/05/genet-and-miller-all-that-matters-is.html' title='Genet and Miller &quot;All that matters is that the miraculous become the norm.&quot; Henry Miller.'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-3579209579327824253</id><published>2008-05-16T02:54:00.022-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T02:58:54.239-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Genet, incendiaire dans l'âme</title><summary type='text'>




Genet, incendiaire dans l'âme
'De Tanger à Casablanca, en passant par Larache, où il repose désormais, Jean Genet, passa ses dernières années dans les rues intestines du Maroc obscur. 


De rencontres en entretiens, d'image en témoignage, Souad Guennoun suit les errances tourmentées de son âme éternelle. Elle en fera un livre "L'ultime parcours de Jean Genet", un dernier hommage à son génie.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/3579209579327824253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/3579209579327824253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2008/05/al-ahram-weekly-when-subaltern-speaks.html' title='Genet, incendiaire dans l&apos;âme'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SC0v4-V2K1I/AAAAAAAAAtM/6QD9-TgUZHs/s72-c/shok.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-3286020698218918159</id><published>2008-05-16T02:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T02:21:29.829-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giacometti'/><title type='text'>the studio of alberto giacometti ~</title><summary type='text'>“I don’t quite understand what in art is called an innovator. Should a work be understood by future generations? But why? And what would it mean? That they could use it? For what purpose? I don’t see it. But I understand—though very obscurely—that every work of art, if it wants to reach the most spectacular proportions, must, with infinite patience and care from the moment of its production </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/3286020698218918159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/3286020698218918159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2008/05/studio-of-alberto-giacometti.html' title='the studio of alberto giacometti ~'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-3683751879997153858</id><published>2008-04-21T14:01:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T14:04:12.199-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aime Cesaire</title><summary type='text'>His name Aime. Cesair. Speaking volumes of ambiguous names.  I don't think Genet, ever commented on his work, or his life, and may not have known of his work.Aime Cesaire 1913–2008: Remembering the Life and Legacy of the BlackPride Poet and Anti-Colonial Activist</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/3683751879997153858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/3683751879997153858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2008/04/aime-cesaire.html' title='Aime Cesaire'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-5253519307945808122</id><published>2008-04-15T23:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T23:40:57.604-04:00</updated><title type='text'>white</title><summary type='text'>white beauty is fascism.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/5253519307945808122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/5253519307945808122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2008/04/white_16.html' title='white'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-8152087601085729423</id><published>2008-04-15T23:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T23:41:15.998-04:00</updated><title type='text'>white ...</title><summary type='text'>white beauty is terrifying, it s why you cant fight with it.(its how you turned black black black)its terrible, its fascism. its what you knew and how you fought it off,with your kicking feet and stirring potion on porticos on Le Balconwhere you let loose a clavichord of calvariescalvacade of   it Yer Bishop dead as  duck soupyer Judge assed to his Thiefyer Balconyer cop tied finally to his </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/8152087601085729423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/8152087601085729423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2008/04/white.html' title='white ...'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-5780892119050802529</id><published>2008-04-15T22:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T23:03:17.289-04:00</updated><title type='text'>april 15  1986</title><summary type='text'>1986 ~ remember where you were Coloniale street you crossin' the riverover the liver of deaths and balcony breath tinkled to other side.as mirror wait for death . so death waits mirror, as chains I do not likeshackling fall away __ the body breathed at Last `THE NEws came flying quicklyyou're dead gone as a bird to ~</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/5780892119050802529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/5780892119050802529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2008/04/april-15-1986.html' title='april 15  1986'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SAqyQPQe29I/AAAAAAAAAq8/aSqgBAu3zjw/s72-c/livre-genetjpg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-5809690757418731046</id><published>2008-03-27T01:23:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T01:35:32.756-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Genet queer queen'/><title type='text'>from elsewhere</title><summary type='text'> well Salut Genet et Salut D eleuze . I know where Papa Gene went he kicked the bucket. He went to see Arthur et Stepane as they greet him on other side . Charon boat side docked at water bed.whereas I wrote Mister Deleuze met Mister Spinoza at th e window.whereas Bathybius quotes writes:dr_bathybius - Poverty/Evil/Filth/Asceticism/Redemption“The experience of Evil is a princely cogito which </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/5809690757418731046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/5809690757418731046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2008/03/from-elsewhere.html' title='from elsewhere'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/R-sw5__8mcI/AAAAAAAAAns/GVjbaDrJZ-Y/s72-c/008phmatthewandrews.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-7378170742909185876</id><published>2008-02-07T00:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T02:48:56.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'>cosmic demonic...</title><summary type='text'>__- the bastard found this  cOCkssmic demonic The short piece I wrote for Craig Peter Standish was perhaps inspired by that unhappy night. It was entitled, ‘Henry Miller: The Prisoner of Love,’ with its obvious reference to  Jean Genet"&gt;Jean Genet (with whom Miller has several unexpected affinities). At first, Craig did not want to publish my text. It was not sufficiently positive towards Miller </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/7378170742909185876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/7378170742909185876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2008/02/cosmic-demonic.html' title='cosmic demonic...'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-6329895795640121500</id><published>2008-01-19T03:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T22:54:54.914-05:00</updated><title type='text'>writing...</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/6329895795640121500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/6329895795640121500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2008/01/writing.html' title='writing...'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/R5QXeheEjTI/AAAAAAAAAbc/eVURvwZz3Hk/s72-c/bemyboogiewoogie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-6953544727678252152</id><published>2008-01-17T00:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T22:52:18.372-05:00</updated><title type='text'>come across|Jean Genet Une Ecriture Homosexuelle ?</title><summary type='text'> come acrossnight and day running wild bodies without pieces. peace. checker'd by the rain of wheat. hatred a love for gratitude foraged in wheel . span by the ark covenant of without ness absence ~"morning prayerfor the faggots  the consGenet, our holy patron saintpluck those brinks &amp; cindersfrom our blood-soaked visionmend broken fingertips&amp; we shall scatter blossoms.pithy memories.impossible </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/6953544727678252152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/6953544727678252152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2008/01/come-acrossjean-genet-une-ecriture.html' title='come across|Jean Genet Une Ecriture Homosexuelle ?'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-1114827367609411901</id><published>2008-01-07T14:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T01:36:14.894-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Didier Eribon aux éditions Léo Scheer le 27 avril 2007</title><summary type='text'>yer not sure you sent this already dejaDidier Eribon aux éditions Léo Scheer le 27 avril 2007Didier Eribon est philosophe. Il est l’auteur d’une célèbre biographie de Michel Foucault (traduite en dix-huit langues) et de plusieurs autres ouvrages qui ont fait date : Réflexions sur la question gay (Fayard, 1999), Une morale du minoritaire. Variations sur le thème de Jean Genet (Fayard, 2001), </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/1114827367609411901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/1114827367609411901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2008/01/didier-eribon-aux-ditions-lo-scheer-le.html' title='Didier Eribon aux éditions Léo Scheer le 27 avril 2007'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-3845630901588407913</id><published>2007-12-14T01:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T01:44:24.402-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='behind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='around genet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='around'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sur genet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on top'/><title type='text'>Jean Genet wiki / EssaissurGenet</title><summary type='text'>Jean Genet wiki / EssaissurGenetetaussiSUR JEAN GENET  un texte deJL COSTESet&lt;!-- Une : derniers articles publies --&gt;        &lt;!-- debut_surligneconditionnel --&gt;Extrait sonore du Condamné à mort de Jean Genet (1952)&lt;!-- finde_surligneconditionnel --&gt;  &lt;!-- debut_surligneconditionnel --&gt;Extrait de l’enregistrement sonore&lt;!-- finde_surligneconditionnel --&gt; lundi 13 mars 2006 par Collectif des </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/3845630901588407913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/3845630901588407913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2007/12/jean-genet-wiki-essaissurgenet.html' title='Jean Genet wiki / EssaissurGenet'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/R2ImCheEiSI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/6JXl3Sb2G_8/s72-c/genet2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-6104323692915801922</id><published>2007-11-06T00:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T00:54:20.823-05:00</updated><title type='text'>this beautiful hunger: Jean Genet</title><summary type='text'>this beautiful hunger: Jean GenetMy friend Clare writes:"Last night was another night of cycling with my luminous waistband on between some very different social affairs, my leg muscles trembling and with a faint whiff of paranoia about having no proper lights on my bike.Earlier in the night, I left a strange and unsettling feeling between people as I left the pub, a feeling of dissent and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/6104323692915801922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/6104323692915801922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2007/11/this-beautiful-hunger-jean-genet.html' title='this beautiful hunger: Jean Genet'/><author><name>C Duffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11950053072248270770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo6fwUscHDw/SkW4aQXG9UI/AAAAAAAAB84/pnce2zRhHnw/S220/visageite.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-8032235883918819386</id><published>2007-10-19T03:22:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T01:00:41.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>today is</title><summary type='text'>Today is your birthday... that was the 20 th ~ en Paris, met then. at 18,. not long before you. went .off to. Screen."Instead of Bugariloves boys themselves, this Tuija Karen's video shows the best first class actors in the highest moods of male eroticism in the spirit of Tom of Finland and Jean Genet."</summary><link rel='related' href='http://didiereribon.blogspot.com/2007/10/genet-between-kafka-and-bourdieu.html' title='today is'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/8032235883918819386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/8032235883918819386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2007/10/today-is.html' title='today is'/><author><name>Clifford Duffy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-5966695635254847999</id><published>2007-10-16T02:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T00:53:19.396-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grasset - MARIE REDONNET</title><summary type='text'>Grasset - MARIE REDONNET:                                                                                                                                                                MARIE REDONNETJEAN GENET, LE POETE TRAVESTIessai    Marie Redonnet est auteur de romans  (Forever Valley, 1987, Minuit,  Nevermore, 1994, POL, Splendid  Hôtel, 1996, Minuit), de  théâtre (Mobie Diq, 1989,  Minuit, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/5966695635254847999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/5966695635254847999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2007/10/grasset-marie-redonnet.html' title='Grasset - MARIE REDONNET'/><author><name>Clifford Duffy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_curyj3sL0o8/RxRY_LdW6BI/AAAAAAAAB5A/2Rs_z8ANBdc/s72-c/ptravesti.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-7933808546698973519</id><published>2007-10-16T00:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T01:52:40.601-04:00</updated><title type='text'>le balcon escenogrphy</title><summary type='text'>------------------------==================&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;                                           In his “warning” to directors                   of The Balcony,  Genet writes:                    "In the four beginning scenes almost                     everything is played exaggeratedly, although there are speeches                     where the tone should be more natural, to permit the </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OwkNdXJWemg' title='le balcon escenogrphy'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/7933808546698973519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/7933808546698973519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2007/10/le-balcon-escenogrphy.html' title='le balcon escenogrphy'/><author><name>Clifford Duffy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7212606.post-8100117094652278426</id><published>2007-10-11T08:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T01:55:47.674-05:00</updated><title type='text'>after All| the StreeT  I am    ~</title><summary type='text'>Documentary movie about a homeless family living on the streets of Brazil.The documentary talks about their lives and how eventually they became part of the landscape itself.(This video was part of an experimental project and was filmed on S-VHS and edited in a linear editing bay - later on a friend added the subtitles)PS: The text extracts are from Jean Genet's "The Thief's Journal" and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/8100117094652278426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7212606/posts/default/8100117094652278426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ijeangenet.blogspot.com/2007/10/after-all-street-i-am.html' title='after All| the StreeT  I am    ~'/><author><name>Clifford Duffy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
