René Char was a colossus: over six feet tall, he alternated rugby—in which he excelled—with reading Rimbaud, Plutarch, and Lautréamont. He felt heroic. His father, Joseph Émile, ran a thriving plaster industry; in L’Isle-sur-la-Sorgue, Provence, Char spent a prehistoric childhood. His father's death—when he was eleven—gave him an income that the boy exhausted in a few, dazzling years.
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René Char was a colossus: over six feet tall, he alternated rugby—in which he excelled—with reading Rimbaud, Plutarch, and Lautréamont. He felt heroic. His father, Joseph Émile, ran a thriving plaster industry; in L’Isle-sur-la-Sorgue, Provence, Char spent a prehistoric childhood. His father's death—when he was eleven—gave him an income that the boy exhausted in a few, dazzling years.