Je suis né comme le rocher avec mes blessures.
J'ai de naissance la respiration agressive.
Un poète doit laisser des traces de son passage, non des preuves. Seules les traces font rêver.
I believe in the magic and authority of words.
Why did I become a writer? A bird's feather on my windowpane in winter and all at once there arose in my heart a battle of embers never to subside again.
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released August 6, 2013
Melancholy Maaret / René Char / florian Gerbaud
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