|A Los Angeles Childhood - Jour 11, Sur La Route, la Musee des Lettres et Manuscrits Part 2|
|Monday, 30 July 2012 10:12|
The museum director in charge told me he was on his own road in Japan, walking what he called ‘the way’. This was thirty years ago, so we are probably around the same age. This experience of his on the road appealed to him, the whole notion of finding one's way. In the large catalog, there is a photo of Allen Ginsberg at Jack Kerouac's grave.
I am now at the exhibit that documents the movie and the relationship to the making of the film.
Another interesting find at this museum was photographs of St. Exupery, the author of the Little Prince, one of my favorite children's books. My first partner gave me the book in English for my 21st birthday. What a wonderful gift that was. She was also the one who gave me my first dog.
Other manuscripts there were ones by Marcel Proust, General Eisenhower, Richelieu, and Jean de la Fontaine. I will return to this museum now that I know the way to get there by the 63 Bus, catching it from Rue de les Ecoles. Live and learn, I always say.
What is your path? I have been asking for some interaction to blogs and subjects. One of you has kindly taken me up on that and you know whom you are. ‘We’ are having an adventure in Paris.
Getting back to my apartment was a breeze. Out to St. Germain and across the street to the bus stop and there it was, the 63 bus retracing the steps I took to get to the museum. I am still hoping that the film will soon come out in Santa Fe since there is no way I will have time to see it before the Poetry workshop starts.
I still have to get to the Village Voice Bookshop to see if they have a book of poems by Adrienne Rich so I can share a poem at the workshop. I forgot my book of hers that I wanted to bring, “Diving Into The Wreck”, one that I actually bought in Paris in 1989 or 1990 at that exact bookshop. I have heard that they are closing it. What a shame. It is a Paris landmark. I have also forgotten to bring the chapbook of my poems that was published the next year in 1990.
Well, tomorrow will bring another opportunity to ride the bus into more adventures in the City of Light.
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