Malcolm de Chazal
Malcolm de Chazal | |
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Vacoas-Phoenix (en) , Silimin gɔli September 12, 1902 | |
O ya Tiŋgbaŋ | France |
A ya balli | Farinsi |
Kpibu shee | Curepipe (en) , Silimin gɔli October 1, 1981 |
Education | |
Bala yɛlibu, sabbu bee buɣisibu | Farinsi |
Tuma | |
Tuma | poet (en) , writer (en) , biographer (en) , injinia ni Pɛnta-pɛnta |
Malcolm de Chazal (12 September 1902 – 1 October 1981) daa nyɛla Mauritius sasabira, painter, mini visionary ka niriba pam daa n mi o Sens-Plastique, o tum'shɛli din mali bɛ ni n boli shɛli ni aphorisms mini pensées la bin tuha la zuɣu.
O piligu biɛhigu mini shikuru baŋsim
[mali niŋ | mali mi di yibu sheena n-niŋ]Bɛ daa n dɔɣila Chazal Vacoas din yi French zuliya puuni la na ka nyɛ bɛ ni daa n kpa shɛli ka di n yuugi Mauritius tingbani puuni la. O daa nyɛla ŋun n niŋ o tuma sabbu zaa French puuni. Gbaai n yihi o ni daa n niŋ yuma ayobu Louisiana State University din daa n-nyɛ luɣ'shɛli polo o ni daa n deegi o engineering degree la din tariga, o daa tooi n zooi ka o bela Mauritius tingbani ni ka o tuma daa n nyɛ agronomist bɛ ni n boli shɛli ni sugar plantations la puuni ka daa n ti n lebi Office of Telecommunications.
O sabbu
[mali niŋ | mali mi di yibu sheena n-niŋ]Yuuni 1940 la puuni, o daa n pilila a series of volumes din mali tiɛhi suma mini hankali parisi din yuli daa booni Pensées din daa n paai kalinli kɔbiga kɔbiga n mali n wuhiri salo Mauritius tingbani ni. Yuuni 1945 la puuni, lala Pensées maa seventh volume din daa n mali collection of unnumbered aphorisms shɛli ka ŋa yuli n booni Sens-Plastique di mini yuma ayi nyaaŋa a separate Sens-Plastique, Volume II la daa nyɛla din n yina. Lala volume pali ŋɔ maa ni ka Gallimard edition of 1948 daa n jɛndi ka daa lahi n-nyɛ ŋa n tibigi Chazal France tingbani puuni. O daa nyɛla nuuni tum'baŋda so, André Breton mini Journalist kuro, Adeenarain M Tatiah ni daa n puhi ka n paɣi so pam. Shɛhiranima shɛŋa ŋan n doli ŋɔ nyɛla din wuhiri novelty mini waligimsim shɛŋa ŋan n be Sens-Plastique puuni.
Half-opened petals give the flower an adenoidal look.
We know the halls of the eye like welcome visitors but we live in our mouth.
Any man who acts singly in the press of a mob will get trampled. Shifting into reverse while making love can kill you.
Immediately before it falls, water turns into a living being as if a person's soul had just slipped into it: look at the way it bends and twists, writhing in desperation. (What if you threw a not quite cold corpse out of an airplane—would the dead awaken?...)