"...So for a long time, possessing just the photocopy of the front of that picture, I could only scrutinize Smiel's face, and maybe as I looked at it- (...)- it would occur to me how easy it is for someone to become lost, forever unknown. There, after all, was Schmiel, with that face, with a name that people still uttered, however infrequently, with some kind of history and a family whose names we knew, or thought we knew; and yet just next to him was this other man about whom nothing could ever be known, as good, it seemed to me as I looked at the picture,as if he'd never been born.
At night, I think about these things. I'm pleased with what I know, but now I think much more about everything I could have known, which was so much more than anything I can learn now and which now is gone for ever.
What I do know now is this : there's so much you don't really see, preoccupied as you are with the business of living; so much you never notice, until suddenly, for whatever reason -you happen to look
like someone long dead; you decide, suddenly, that it's important to let your children know where they came from- you need the information that people you once knew always had to give you, if only you asked. By the time you think to ask, it's too late."
The Lost A search for six of six million
"perdus, sans mâts, sans mâts ni fertiles ilots"..... Mallarmé
"Sous le soleil du matin un grand bonheur se balance dans l'espace" Camus - Noces à Tipasa
"Demain, je surprendrai l'aube rouge sur les tamaris mouillés de rosée saline, sur les faux bambous qui retiennent à la pointe de chaque lance bleue, une perle." Colette . La Naissance du JourDé
"Déjà mon reflet d'arbre planté devant moi
L'image de ma vie entre ciel et terre;
le tronc qui va profond, les rameaux coupés courts,
le double geste des branches dures qui veut être
un désir d'embrasser le ciel;
0 mes bras trop courts envieux des oiseaux."
Mas-Felipe Delavouet, Pouèmo I