Category Archive: Michel Leiris

Soldier (a text of Michel Leiris translated by Vadim Bystritski)

A tin or cardboard soldier was a delicately cast and colored figurine or one of those rough and ready fellows painted in red, blue, black and white, whose broken body showed a shabby,… Continue reading

Alphabet (a text of Michel Leiris translated by Vadim Bystritski)

To eat an A, B, C… made out of an off-white, somewhat mushy, homogenous pasta, endowed with its own taste, yet keeping the flavor of meat soup, to which it serves as an… Continue reading

Absolute Zero (a fragment written by Michel Leiris and translated by Vadim Bystritski)

When driven to complete the framework where he thought for all eternity the universe to be inserted, a physicist invented the concept of absolute zero, a point located somewhere around minus 273 degrees… Continue reading

From “Chasing Noisily” (a text of Michel Leiris translated by Vadim Bystritski)

Its nails and teeth so diligently filed that presently, the beast looks tame; yet the day may come when our life will turn against us. Which malevolent card should fall on its back… Continue reading

Dedicated to the Foolhardy (a text of Michel Leiris translated by Vadim Bystritski)

In an Alpine valley there lived a man who wanted to die struck by a lightning. With each rainstorm, he would go out to climb the mountains showered by thunderbolts. One morning after… Continue reading

Antiquity (a text of Michel Leiris translated by Vadim Bystritski)

For the longest time I accorded to Classical Antiquity a violently erotic profile. Marble structures attract me by their freezing rigidity. I love to press my chest against columns. And I’ve been lusting… Continue reading

An Inflamed Member (a text of Michel Leiris translated by Vadim Bystritski)

A few months or rather years later, I was affected by balanites, which according to the LittrĂ© Medical Dictionary is an inflammation of the mucous membrane covering glans penis (the conical mass of… Continue reading

Throat Cut (a text of Michel Leiris translated by Vadim Bystritski)

At the age of five or six, I was a victim of a physical attack on my person. By this I mean a tonsil removal surgery. The operation was performed with an utmost… Continue reading

Poked-out Eyes (a text of Michel Leiris translated by Vadim Bystritski)

At the age of six or seven, while playing with my little Eureka rifle, I accidentally sent one of its arrows into the eye of my parents’ maid (the one by the name… Continue reading