THE PROUST CURE
“Bayonne, Bayonne, the perfect city: riverain, aerated with sonorous suburbs (Mouserolles, Marrac, Lachepaillet, Beyris), yet immured, fictive: Proust, Balzac, Plassans. Primordial image-hoard of childhood: the province-as-spectacle, History-as-odor, the bourgeoisie-as-discourse”
1. Beginning on the afternoon of the third anniversary of the onset of the subject’s anosmia, each day a therapeutic quantity of Linden tea (aka lime blossom tea) will be brewed in a teapot with the capacity of approximately three standard cups. Five minutes will elapse between steeping and proceeding to drink the Linden tea as per the manufacturer’s label, which will be used to clear and calm the senses from the day’s events and concentrate consciously on engaging the missing senses, in particular the sense of smell, through both sensory immediacy and memory.
a) the patient’s long-Covid anosmia is cured and the sense of smell returns
b) the end of the novel is reached
In the event of b), the procedure will move to the second stage, as follows:
The preparation of Linden tea will continue as in the first stage. All relevant slow, sensory and imaginative engagement with the tea and the echoes within Proust’s text should also continue. However, instead of reading for the duration of the tea dose, there will instead be an according shift to writing for the duration, via a work (loosely of poetry) being composed. This work should focus an open question toward the notes made in the first stage, including incorporating references to smell in Proust’s novel that have been notated, but should also shift this accumulated emphasis to the patient’s own thematic meditations on involuntary memory, remembered smells, sensory engagement with the material world, childhood etc.
Sally Ann McIntyre, 29 November 2025.
DAY 1
date: 29 November 2025
time: 4:30-5:09pm
page range: Book 1, pp. 7-21
olfactory notes:
“I had been mentally poisoned by the unfamiliar odour of the vetiver,…” [p. 12]
“…in a little room that smelled of orris-root and that was also perfumed by a wild blackcurrant bush…” [p. 16]
DAY 2
date: 30 November 2025
time: 6:54-7:42pm
page range: Book 1, pp. 22-45
olfactory notes:
“to that first Swann abounding in leisure, fragrant with the smell of the tall chestnut tree, the baskets of raspberries and a sprig of tarragon.” [p. 23]
“That detested staircase which I always entered with such gloom exhaled an odour of varnish that had in some sense absorbed, fixated, the particular sort of sorrow I felt every evening and made it perhaps even crueller to my sensibility because, when it took that olfactory form, my intelligence could no longer share in it (…) my sorrow at going up to my room entered me in a manner infinitely swifter, almost instantaneous, at once insidious and abrupt, through the inhalation – far more toxic than the intellectual penetration – of the smell of varnish peculiar to that staircase.” [p. 31]