Paris
Chaussée
d'Antin
Meredith
raised her eyebrows. Without meaning to, she'd ended up in the rue de la Chaussée
d'Antin. In Debussy's day, at the bottom of the street, pretty much where she
was sanding in fact, was Edmond Bailly's notorious esoteric bookstore. There,
in the glory days of the turn of the century, poets and
occultists and composers had met to talk through new ideas, of mysticism and alternative
worlds. In Bailly's bookshop, the prickly young Debussy
would not have had to explain himself.
Sepulchre,
hardback p74
Image © Mark Rusher
