{"id":120233,"date":"2018-01-12T15:55:14","date_gmt":"2018-01-12T20:55:14","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/?p=120233"},"modified":"2018-06-06T10:28:02","modified_gmt":"2018-06-06T14:28:02","slug":"celebrating-shithole-literature","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/2018\/01\/12\/celebrating-shithole-literature\/","title":{"rendered":"Celebrating Shithole Literature"},"content":{"rendered":"

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In my enviable role as social-media manager, I get to pick through old issues of\u00a0The Paris Review\u00a0<\/i>to find interesting, overlooked pieces to surface. Nestled in issue no. 78 (Summer 1980), among Bobby Anderson\u2019s \u201cEdie Sedgwick: A Reminiscence\u201d and Mallarm\u00e9\u2019s poem \u201cA Tomb for Anatole,\u201d I discovered three folks tales\u00a0by Paul\u00e9 B\u00e1rt\u00f3n, a writer from what the president\u00a0vulgarly referred to yesterday as a \u201cshithole\u201d country.<\/p>\n

Little information about B\u00e1rt\u00f3n is available, but according to the issue\u2019s contributor\u2019s note, he was born in Haiti in 1916 and spent most of his life as a goatherd. He was\u00a0imprisoned in Fort Dimanche under the Duvalier regime and subsequently exiled. I stumbled upon this trio of narrative pearls when I was an intern here last summer. The writing is immediate and compact, stunning in its musicality and plick-plock rhythm. Reading \u201cThe Woe Shirt\u201d for the first time\u2014not having any idea what it was, where it came from, or how to find more of it\u2014I nearly\u00a0wept at my desk. Today, we\u2019ve unlocked it from our archives in celebration of writers from shithole countries the world over.<\/p>\n

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\u201cThe Woe Shirt\u201d by <\/b>Paul\u00e9<\/b> B\u00e1rt\u00f3n<\/b><\/a><\/b>
\n<\/b><\/a><\/span>Issue no. 78\u00a0(Summer 1980)<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n

B\u00e9lem did tinker repair his bicycle by the stink-toe tree. Better to work there it smells so bad, work gets done no lazy quick. Then he rode to buy a woe shirt. He saw Mari then, standing. She said, \u201cYou going to buy that shirt, I know! You\u2019ll go buy that beggar shirt B\u00e9lem, I know. Oh it will cost you all your little money all your goats and old friend parrot to get it! I tell you clearly, look at what you do! Spend everything on a beggar shirt, no sense!\u201d but Mari saw that B\u00e9lem felt the shirt on him already, too late, \u201cO.K. then, say good-bye twice to your parrot,\u201d she said.<\/p>\n

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Subscribers can also read two more of\u00a0B\u00e1rt\u00f3n\u2019s short stories in our archives:<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cThe Broom Is Busy\u201d by <\/b>Paul\u00e9<\/b> B\u00e1rt\u00f3n<\/b><\/a><\/b>
\n<\/b><\/a><\/span>Issue no. 78\u00a0(Summer 1980)<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n

Boki was watching \u00c1lse Odjo with a twig broom sweep the floor. The twig-ends were breaking off and \u00c1lse Odjo kept sweeping them up. \u201cYou losing broom all over the floor!\u201d Boki said, \u201cI see that broom creating its own work!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cJust like everyone on this island!\u201d \u00c1lse Odjo said back, \u201cThat\u2019s the island way,\u201d she didn\u2019t laugh, \u201cThis broom born and raised here, you know.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cEmile Plead Choose One Egg\u201d by <\/b>Paul\u00e9<\/b> B\u00e1rt\u00f3n<\/b><\/a><\/b>
\n<\/b><\/a><\/span>Issue no. 78\u00a0(Summer 1980)<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n

B\u00e9lem he says, \u201cThe salt sea will find this wound on me, it always does when I swim in it, always clean my wound.\u201d But Emilie knew the wound of confusion and no-choice was too deep inside for the salt sea to sting it clean for B\u00e9lem right now.<\/p>\n

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Brian Ransom is the social-media manager for\u00a0<\/em>The Paris Review.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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