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Colette Peignot (October 8, 1903 – November 7, 1938) was a French writer and poet.[1] She is most known by the pseudonym Laure, but also wrote under the self-chosen name Claude Araxe, derived from a phase in Virgil's Aeneid.
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Peignot was born into an old bourgeois family of intellectuals;[2] her mother's side included academics such as Albert Lenoir, Alexandre Lenoir[2] and her father Georges Peignot a famous French type designer responsible for the creation of several renowned typefaces such as Grasset, Auriol, and Garamond working for the company G. Peignot et Fils.
Her childhood was very tragic; at 13 she lost her father and three uncles in the First World War. (This pain shook the family so deeply that her mother never took off her mourning attire until her own death in the 60s.) Then, at the same age, she contracted tuberculosis through contact with her uncle Lucien and her young cousin[2] (neither of whom survived) and almost died from it. Finally, she suffered repeated and violent abuse from a catholic clergyman which her mother ignored.[3]
She was a student at Cours Desir and short-lived student of Marguerite Long but she soon entered into rebellion against her family and her environment by leading the life of a free woman. In 1925, she met the anarchist journalist Jean Bernier, a friend of Drieu and the surrealists, eight years her senior. Their relationship was a tumultuous one: Ella Maillart, a friend of Colette Peignot, reports that she said on the first evening: “I want to drink your blood from your mouth”.[4] But the ill-matched couple (he was having an affair with a sick woman whom he pities) does not last, falling apart, between trials of absence and episodes of illness. She left for Corsica, then travelled to the south of France, then returns to Paris. She discovers that she is pregnant[4] at the same time as she is struck down by an attack of tuberculosis. Exhausted, on January 9, 1927, Colette Peignot shot herself in the chest but survived.
In 1928, after or during a stay at the Leysin sanatorium, she met Eduard Trautner, a doctor, poet and writer close to communist circles, and a friend of Brecht. She left to live for six months in Berlin (at no. 129 of the Hohenzollerndamm) in total seclusion and submission: a fine scholar, Trautner is a lover of Sade and Sacher-Masoch, and his fantasies resonate with the nihilism of his prey. She escapes, concluding: “One night I ran away. It was too much, too perfect in the genre”.[5]
In 1930, she took advantage of her Russian language courses taken at Oriental Languages and, in an idealistic impulse, left for the Soviet Union to share the life of moujiks in a kolkhoz. On the way, she meets writers, Victor Serge and Boris Pilniak (whom she becomes his mistress). She stayed in Leningrad, Sochi and Moscow. But, penniless and ill, she had to return to France.
She then led a dissolute life in Paris, rue Blomet, giving herself without pleasure to passing men, according to G. Bataille.[6] There she met Boris Souvarine, one of the founders of the French Communist Party, (nicknamed "Léon Bourénine" in the Écrits de Laure) with whom she maintains a peaceful but sad relationship. In his wake, she joined and actively participated in the meetings of the Democratic Communist Circle, where she met the philosopher Simone Weil with whom she formed a deep friendship, as well as Michel Leiris, Georges Bataille, Raymond Queneau, Pierre Kaan, Karl Korsch ...
Once she finally received her fathers inheritance, she abundantly subsidized the Cercle's review, La Critique sociale, and also wrote several articles there (thirteen under the pen name "Claude Araxe", two under the initials alone of “CP”, i.e. seven reviews of works originally published in Russian and eight articles on Soviet politics or culture[7]). The name "Araxes" is the name of a river in Azerbaijan, mentioned by Virgil in the Aeneid, "torrential, which could not bear the imposition of a bridge to cross it", according to Souvarine.
In 1933 and 1934, she also wrote six articles[8] for Le Travailleur Communiste Syndicale et Coopératif ( Paul Rassinier's weekly), part of the Independent Communist Federation of the East, founded in November 1932 by a group of oppositional communists from Doubs, with the support of the Cercle de Souvarine.
In 1934, she left Boris Souvarine for Georges Bataille. Victim of an “alleged attack of dementia”, she was hospitalized in the clinic of Doctor Weil, father of Simone Weil, and then followed by Doctor Adrien Borel, psychiatrist and friend of Bataille. During the summer of 1935, she moved in with Georges Bataille. Their “intense” [9] relationship turns out to be destructive mess, between alcoholism, public humiliations, and a tour of brothels, but also worldly and cultured, in the company of Michel Leiris, André Masson, Roger Caillois, Pierre Klossowski and Denise Rollin. She also found herself at the center of Bataille's secret society Acephale which was known for its secretive meetings in the woods and delusions of human sacrifice (which was never actually carried out). It was at this moment that she chose her new pen name, Laure, one of her first names (Colette Laure Lucienne Peignot), but also in reference to Laure de Sade, Petrarch's muse and grandmother.
Colette Peignot ended her life in complete poverty and medicated to the extreme. She died from tuberculosis in 1938, at the age of thirty-five in a room rented by Georges Bataille in Saint-Germain-en-Laye.[10] Shortly before dying, she wrote to Bataille: I hated our life, often I wanted to save myself, to go alone into the mountains (it was saving my life now I know)."
She is buried in the cemetery of Fourqueux, then Seine-et-Oise, in a grave difficult to identify, topped with a boxwood cut in the shape of an “L”.[11][12] Just before closing the coffin, Michel Leiris slipped five dice into it, “concretions of destiny that we hold in the hand”; for his part, Georges Bataille throws a few pages of The Marriage of Heaven and Hell by William Blake onto the remains.[6] A few years later, he evoked with emotion the painful agony of Laure, in numerous fragments found from his essay Le Guilty (1944), writing in particular: “I have just told my life story: death had taken the name of LAURE”.[13]
Colette Peignot suffered throughout her life from fragile health, fever attacks, coughs until she lost consciousness, nervous attacks, suicidal impulses, abortions, etc. She wandered from sanatoriums to rest homes, a medical nomad at a time when tuberculosis was treated through inactivity: Vernet-les-Bains in 1919, Barèges, Lourdes and Lavernoze in 1923, Banyuls in 1926, Bois-Cerf, Céret, Prats-de-Mollo, and Laccabanasse in 1927, Leysin in 1928, Combloux in 1930, etc.
Peignot's works were published posthumously by Leiris, against the will of her brother, Charles Peignot. They were therefore published under the name "Laure". Her nephew, the poet Jérôme Peignot (who thought of Colette as a “diagonal mother”), republished the manuscripts in 1971 and 1977, despite the same family's opposition.
Colette Peignot published nothing during her lifetime, apart from her political or journalistic writings. Her literary fame is posthumous and is due to the publication in 1939 and 1943 of a series of manuscripts under the name of Le Sacré and Histoire d'une petite fille despite the violent opposition of her brother Charles ("I challenges you to claim that you have any intellectual or moral right to [these manuscripts]”)
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