The Louver is a morgue; you go there to identify your friends. >>
I am a lie who always speaks the truth. >>
One must be a living man and a posthumous artist. >>
Sooner or later that which is now life shall be poetry, and every fair >>
Poetry is what Milton saw when he went blind. >>
A poem is never finished, only abandoned. >>
Such is the role of poetry. It unveils, in the strict sense of the word. It lays bare, under a light which shakes off torpor, the surprising things which surround us and which our senses record mechanically.