Books

This is my first collection of poetry, and, as is often the case, a first collection also reveals its influences. These are evident in the second part, particularly that of Georges Haldas, who gave me a leg up and to whom the book is dedicated.

In the first part, the tone is undoubtedly more personal, closer to the interiority that was mine at that time. The very first poem in this collection was written very quickly, in a few minutes, during a dogmatics course at the Faculty of Theology in Lausanne!

The entire work often bears the mark of a fragmented sensitivity, a consequence, perhaps, of the initiation into the "state of poetry"; a consequence, in any case, of moments of hyperesthesia linked to this discovery and the influx of limitless poetry. "Very tense poetry," the great poet Jean-Georges Lossier (1911-2004) once told me about this collection. A discreet poem closes the collection: "On tiptoe."

Poetry of a somewhat Rimbaldian youth?