"In #Marseille 1940: The Flight of #Literature, the #German #literary critic #UweWittstock traces the anguished itineraries of more than a dozen #refugee #writers and #artists and the efforts by a group of courageous #Americans—along with many anonymous but no less courageous #French people—to rescue them. Told in a series of short, suspenseful #vignettes, it is a #sequel to his book February 1933: The Winter of Literature, which followed a group of German intellectuals in the days after #Hitler came to power. Some of those whose hasty escape from #Germany #Wittstock #narrated in the first #book reappear in the second in even more dire straits. February 1933 struck a chord by charting the shift from denial to panic when #Germans suddenly found themselves living in a #fascist country, and Marseille 1940 makes another timely intervention: as governments once again shut borders and attempt to turn us against the #foreigners in our midst..."

https://www.nybooks.com/articles/2026/02/26/rescuing-the-refugees-marseille-1940-wittstock/

Rescuing the Refugees

After the fall of France many writers and artists fleeing the Nazis ended up in Marseille, desperately seeking a way out of occupied Europe.

The New York Review of Books

Illustration by Daniel de La Feuille, from Devises et Emblemes Anciennes & Modernes (1699).

Source: University of Illinois Urbana-Champaign / Internet Archive

Available to buy as a print.

https://pdimagearchive.org/images/364ab41d-3c59-4007-8fb0-3c54a6744196

#animals #easels #vignettes #painting #circles #proverbs #mottos #emblems #celestial #circular #art #publicdomain

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On listening to music

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Odyssey

The Wrong Parent

Today, Max asked me to look at his descriptive writing assignment from school. He didn’t really want help. Not really. He just wanted a quick fix. A skim-and-sign-off.

*But he chose the wrong parent.*

He flopped beside me on the bed, reluctant. I scanned his draft and saw the usual: a decent attempt, a few bright spots, but mostly scaffolding, words and phrases repeating. It read like someone trying to finish a thing, not someone trying to say something. To show something.

I quipped, […]

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The Wrong Parent

Today, Max asked me to look at his descriptive writing assignment from school. He didn’t really want help. Not really. He just wanted a quick fix. A skim-and-sign-off. *But he chose the wrong parent.* He flopped beside me on the bed, reluctant. I scanned his draft and saw the usual: a decent attempt, a few [...]

Odyssey

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