Ode to New York

"All your muscles are tensed
New York victorious
centuries of smoke
and here before you
as distant lonely clouds
stand your destiny
which is like the hesitation on the edge of a precipice
like gap that separates night of morning
doubt that nothing calms
like fire raising
like silent and hope and madness "
Extract from the book of poems Odes by Philippe Soupault - photo Keystone from the same book

Currently, the librairie Loliée offers :

• Soupault (Philippe). Odes. Paris, Pierre Seghers, 1946, in-4, illustrated cover. First edition with illsutrated with various pictures. Copie on vellum paper.
  
• Soupault (Philippe). Le Grand Homme. Novel. Paris, Charlot, 1947. First edition. Frontispiece by André Masson.