Catalysts of the existential sufferings, the words have the force and the capacity to transcend life, to exceed its condition, to change form. Put into sentences, the words wear clothes of joy, pain, intense memories drawn from childhood and adolescence.
I wanted to share with you bits of my existence, of silences of childhood, the questions which were never asked, of the lack of love never expressed. Because you will find in these poems a little of your own existence, a little of your own interrogations and doubts that you perhaps never dared to express.
Prisoner of my education. Prisoner of a society sensitive and afraid of asking the important questions, the human being carries the burden of his anguishes from childhood to the adulthood.
I will tell u it can be different if the individuals speak to each other, listen to each other and respects one another. This while transmitting positive values from generation to generation instead of the incomprehension which closes the doors of the communication.
I will make you travel in my world, my existence. Telling a story of love, freedom, voyages and encounters.
Because that’s also poetry: to transport the dreams towards a space more serene than the reality which often alienates us.
Intimate and true, rare.
