Archives of Joy: Reflections on Animals and the Nature of Being
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“Beauchemin discovers again and again that happiness is a function of the connection between beings—the nonhuman animals as well as the human.”—Maria Popova, A Favorite Book of 2023
For readers of Ross Gay’s The Book of Delights comes a joyful, tender memoir of encounters with animals and their potential to transform our lives through joy.
Two mismatched ducks quarrel amorously. A tortoise basks on a rock in the sun. Four deer ceremoniously visit a writer’s garden to announce the arrival of a newborn fawn. In Archives of Joy, renowned poet, essayist, and novelist Jean-François Beauchemin turns his poetic and playful gaze to memories of animals he has known throughout his life, from fleeting encounters to deep relationships. With each meeting, Beauchemin returns to a simple thought: that joy in nature is an essential counterweight to the inescapable awareness of the brevity of life.
In short, humorous, and often dreamlike vignettes, Beauchemin meditates on the mysteries of existence, the alchemy of memory, and the entwinement of the animal world with our own—whether he’s nursing an injured bird back to health, deciphering the gaze of a judgmental cat, or keeping company with a workhorse nearing its death.
His life as a writer and his beloved pet dogs and cats feature often, as do the creatures he encounters in his garden, at farms, or on woodland walks: sparrows, crows, deer, foxes, horses, and cows. Deeply restorative, imaginative, and dreamily poetic, Archives of Joy is a memoir that will stay with readers long after its final page.
Jean-Francois Beauchemin
Jean-François Beauchemin has been called “one of the best-kept secrets” of Quebecois literature. He is the recipient of the 2005 Prix France-Québec / Jean Hamelin for Le jour des corneilles and the 2007 Prix des libraires for La fabrication de l’aube. Most recently, Beauchemin wrote a trilogy of semi-autobiographical books exploring “the tragic beauty of the world,” which, like Turkana Boy, explore grief, wonder, and the nature of the soul. Le Jour des Corneilles is presently being adapted as an animated film. He lives in Sainte-Anne-des-Lacs, Québec, and writes works of fiction, autobiography, and poetry – none of which have previously been translated.
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Archives of Joy - Jean-Francois Beauchemin
Reflections on Animals and the Nature of Being
Title page: Jean-François Beauchemin. Translated by David Warriner. Archives of Joy. Decorating the page are sparkles and a sparrow. The Greystone Books logo is at the bottom of the page.When the bird rests, it knows where to rest. Should a human being be unequal to a bird?
CONFUCIUS
Contents
Author’s Note
In the Forest
Splash
The Soul
Dreamer
A Visitor
A Writer’s Life
Announcement
Running
Before I Was Born
Useful
Happy People
Adjectives
Carefree
Apollinaire
A House Sparrow
Be Convincing
A Donkey
A Crow
War Wounded
Real Life
Peace
A Fox
Indifference
Two Ducks
Body and Thought
Rainy Night
Logic and Destiny
Behind the Shed
Inner Life
Kinship
First Steps
During Death
Enigmatic Questions
Imagination
Sleepless Night
Root Cellar
Whistling Bird
What Would I Have Been?
The Modern World
Comma
Poetry
Trees
Woe Is Me
God’s Journal
Winter 1975
What There Is in My Memory
A Supreme Discretion
Vocabulary
Everyday Life
Four Dogs
Spring
Faith in the Future
Glory
Wing
Beauty, Patience
Fleeting Friendship
Manuscript
In the Field
Strolling
Dizzy
Where Dreams Begin
Purity
A Woodpecker
Joie de Vivre
A Hare
In the Garden
Sources
About the Author
Author’s Note
Every other day since the start of summer, an old deer with a grizzled gray snout has been wandering into my garden to dream away some of what little time he has left. The light around him pivots by a few degrees, arranging its photons as if to ready him for his passing into the beyond. As his body escapes him a little more each day, I think that he’s slowly coming around to a more abstract and somehow purer way of seeing the world. It’s as if his subconscious has fallen out of sync with him and the intricacies and intensity of his life in the forest. From the look in his eye, and the story of sorts that it seems to tell, one remarkably real thing emerges: joy. I know that joy. It’s the same joy I feel every time that I, like my old grizzled deer, turn around and notice the few great, steadfast constructions of my past. It’s been during times like these, as I’ve reflected on these things, and on that joy, that I’ve written this book. This is not a novel, nor is it a collection of poetry. It is not an essay, a diary, or a work of autofiction. Rather, as animals feature so prominently, I like to think of this as a bestiary of memory. We should stop saying that it’s not good to look back, that we must keep forging ahead and looking forward—always forward. I’m going to come right out and say it: I felt instantly happier when I began to embrace, appreciate, and constantly revisit my past. I’m not trying to say the future has nothing going for it. I saw myself there just the other day and it wasn’t bad; I still had my gentle fury and my methodical sense of secrecy, my snowmanly solitude, and my pain-streaked wonderment. But my interest in what I observe in the past is growing, and arguably this is precisely because I believe I can see the future taking shape in there, trying to find its way, choosing which of my actions have the greatest chance of panning out. Ultimately, that’s the story these pages tell. It’s not the story of a (really quite ordinary) life, but rather a trajectory—the curve of a moving object, a stone thrown at the windows of time and duration in an attempt to let something out. What, exactly? A certain, forgotten way of seeing the world, perhaps? I wonder if that is what these animals have been hankering for me to remember.
J.-F. B.
In the Forest
It was one of the last evenings in August and summer had well and truly vacated. That day, I had exhausted what little of my childhood remained in reserve. My heart was a big spiral staircase that didn’t know if it was going up or down. As I always do when I’m trying to find my footing, I went to stroll a few steps in the forest. Around seven o’clock, as the light was beginning to fade, I saw two deer spring out and bound away into the trees. Of course, Camus set off in pursuit, and I lost sight of him for several long minutes. Then I called him, and the dog came scampering back, snapping dead branches in his wake, shattering the almost supernatural silence of these woods. There was an expression of pure joy sparkling in his eyes. Panting for breath, he lay down in the dirt and refused to keep walking with me. So, I stayed by his side until he had gathered his strength. Night was falling. We were in a clearing, and the sky over our heads was shifting imperceptibly. For a while I listened to the tinkling crystal of the shifting stars, then it all accelerated and in barely a half hour, a constellation that had risen earlier in the west climbed to the north, trailing behind it the slim crescent moon I had seen from my window the night before. I let my mind wander a little and said to myself for the thousandth time that I wasn’t cut out for real life. Then an owl hooted its piercing, lonely cry. The dog suddenly pricked his ears with alertness and flashed me a look of sheer surprise. The urge to light a fire came to me right there and then, but I knew Manon, back at the house, would be worried if we stayed out too late. So I suggested to Camus that we head back, to which he consented only after a long and impenetrable moment of reflection.
Splash
The light was beautiful, casting across the pond the infinite glints of its jewels. I brought the rowboat to a halt near the big rock that sticks out from the water and spent a half hour observing the tortoise basking—or daydreaming—there, her little head tilted toward the sun. Perhaps she was secretly musing about Harriet, the famous Galápagos giant tortoise who lived a hundred and seventy-five years, or Adwaita, whose venerable age of two-hundred-and-fifty-plus years commanded respect among his fellow residents at the zoo in the city formerly known as Calcutta. I find it quite bothersome that you can’t utter the word death without passing for a killjoy, but still, I rather had the impression that it was precisely upon her death that the tortoise in the little pond was reflecting at that moment. I was rejoicing at the idea that I was perhaps not alone in entertaining such a thought even in the full light of day, at the height of summer, and while the living is altogether so easy. Thankfully I am not a troubled soul, nor am I sad or annoyed with my life; I am simply a man who is always moved and amazed by the brevity of everything, and who strives to