Poetry is also the physical self of the poet, and it is impossible to separate the poet from his poetry.

My readers at that time were still men of letters; but there had to be other people waiting to read my poems.

He passes from lyric to epic poetry in order to speak about the world and the torment in the world through man, rationally and emotionally. The poet then becomes a danger.

We wrote verses that condemned us, with no hope of pardon, to the most bitter solitude.

A poet clings to his own tradition and avoids internationalism.

Poetry is also the physical self of the poet, and it is impossible to separate the poet from his poetry.

From the night, his solitude, the poet finds day and starts a diary that is lethal to the inert. The dark landscape yields a dialogue.