Georges Izambard, Date of Birth, Place of Birth, Date of Death

    

Georges Izambard

French academic

Date of Birth: 11-Dec-1848

Place of Birth: Paris, Île-de-France, France

Date of Death: 01-Feb-1931

Profession: school teacher

Nationality: France

Zodiac Sign: Sagittarius


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About Georges Izambard

  • Georges Alphonse Fleury Izambard (born 11 December 1848 in Paris– February 1931) was a French school teacher, best known as the teacher and benefactor of poet Arthur Rimbaud.
  • He taught at the Collège de Charleville in Charleville, where his nickname was "Zanzibar".0n 4 May 1870, Rimbaud's mother wrote to Izambard to complain about him giving Rimbaud Victor Hugo's Les Misérables to read.
  • In May 1871, Rimbaud sent an important letter to Izambard.
  • In this letter, (which includes the poem "Le Cœur supplicié"), he affirms that he wants to be a poet, and that he is working to become a "voyant": Je veux être poète, et je travaille à me rendre voyant : vous ne comprendrez pas du tout, et je ne saurais presque vous expliquer.
  • Il s'agit d'arriver à l'inconnu par le dérèglement de tous les sens.
  • Les souffrances sont énormes, mais il faut être fort, être né poète, et je me suis reconnu poète.
  • Ce n'est pas du tout ma faute.
  • C'est faux de dire : Je pense : on devrait dire : On me pense.
  • - Pardon du jeu de mots.
  • - Je est un autre.
  • Tant pis pour le bois qui se trouve violon, et nargue aux inconscients, qui ergotent sur ce qu'ils ignorent tout à fait !Translated: I wish to be a poet, and I am working to make myself into a seer: you will not understand at all, and I would not nearly know how to explain it to you.
  • It's a question of coming to the unknown through the disordering of all the senses.
  • The suffering is enormous, but one must be strong, be born a poet, and I have come to terms with my destiny as a poet.
  • It's not at all my fault.
  • It's wrong to say "I think"; one ought to say "I am being thought" - Forgive the play on words - I is another.
  • Too bad for the wood which finds itself a violin, and brush off the oblivious, who quibble over things they know nothing about!

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