Sunday, January 31, 2010

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Excellent 2010!



month of March has been rich in every sense of the word! There was first the spring of poets held from March 8 to March 21 where protests have been many and varied! It's great to see that poetry has so many followers. So beautiful meetings, as well as beautiful moments!

There was also the World Poetry Day March 21, which was exceptional. People are really interested in poetry in general and mine in particular, thank you for reading and for coming to meet me during my book signings!

And of course there was my speeches to colleges and high schools in the region of Var! Whether for a presentation of the publishing world, talk about literature, construction of texts, for 40 people or a small committee, for a writing workshop for 3-4 people, students and participants really is evidence of investment, profit sharing, kindness and friendliness! Thank you all for these exchanges and sharing!

So readers if you're in high school or college and want to introduce myself to your place, please send me the mail, and I would send a presentation of my speeches! See you soon, I hope!

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Tuesday, December 1, 2009

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The End ...

It's always difficult to get to the end of something. I was really happy and excited to share this blog and my written with all those who have come to visit me. I hope I made you too, I have not forgotten your blogs, even if I do not always leave a message ...

is my last article on this blog, you will have discovered the text of my first book "Games intimate writings" which is still on sale here . Feel free to get it to discover, rediscover, or to offer too. Nevertheless, the Internet does not replace the book but it was a way to introduce my work to larger numbers ...

I would add that it is also the time to go around on this blog thanks to the summary on the right (Table ) which gives the texts that are here by title and also use the search form to your right, typing a word you like, a theme, an author by example, you can discover if there is in this blog, the topic you want.

Thank you very much, and most importantly, this is not the end. It's the end of this blog certainly, but the story continues on Bouquet of love and Grey Moire , my latest collections and our new appointments sharing.

soon!

Thank you for your loyalty!

PS: After going to book fair Nancy and Mouans Sartoux dedications planned for the new book "Grey Moire, and full of plans in my head, I'm looking for new presenters.

So if you know a bookstore that would sell my books, or another store (Lelcerc, Fnac example ...), do not hesitate to contact me to put it all in place.

I also interventions in high schools and colleges and media studies with my lyrics in collaboration with French teachers. If you also want to offer my book to your CDI, please contact me!

I'm gonna put a poster online, you show and can thus facilitate the exchange.

Thank you all for your encouragement, your help and your visits!

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Transfiguration


















Looking haggard. Silence chance.
The framework takes me aside.
Emblem lonely ends.
subsists in this place without contours, sap.
A man bled.
Unfinished, naked shouted
"noli me tangere."

is the truth step by step approach, Mosaic is my
state as Mona Lisa smiles.
body, a kingdom knighted,
crown soluble prophecy.
The martyr and his apostles,
Understand that Pontius Pilate is other people. True
of you kings, each carries his cross.
Where does our faith?

The body is a temple,
What 'others' gaze.
The beauty is knowing hide its ugliness,
When does the noble heart.
The single is absolute, eternal duality,
It is transgenerational.

Hair battles like brats,
Takes break bruises. On day
morose
The innate knowledge explodes. Appears
the saving hand, who comes
issue of abuse.
Transfiguration figuratively
If everything was upside down it would be perfect!

In this sentence explains everything:
Life is a spiral because it has no beginning or end,
is a game where the start is the finish. Transcendent
life mephitic,
Sown an initiatory journey,
In a symbolic gesture of borrowing
feet and hands detached
If we must die to live,
Then I can go ...

On the back of a dove fly away ...

Sunday, November 29, 2009

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Petit Prince III


















are born better and worse,
But no tears to laughter.

You say we must give up, I'm trying to evolve.
You know, I tell myself that no one owns the truth.

(Little Prince to tears)

We live better and worse, one
existence tearing us apart.

You think I know, no authenticity,
Part of the iceberg, you've failed.

(Petit Prince sad)

It is better to worse,
To prove it, here are my delusions.

You have done nothing to save me, You got me loose
ignored.

(Petit Prince silence)

That's why I laugh when I pretend,
And when I cry, it leaves in the wind.
And when I cry, I make interesting
And when I'm bored, really sucks.

(Petit Prince proud)

are born better and worse,
I'm here to tell you.

You'll never catch you,
You can never fix your mistakes.

(Petit Prince crying)

We live better and worse, just
history of suffering.

You do not know love me,
The heart is broken.

(Petit Prince wild)

It is better to worse,
We're here just to die.

You do know that take care of you, do you know me
ever.

(Petit Prince cynical)

can understand why I laugh when I pretend,
And when I cry, it leaves in the wind.
And why when I cry, I make interesting
And when I'm bored, really sucks.

(Petit prince on land) is the last

text on the Little Prince who rerferme this trilogy. He also announced the end of this blog, one year after the publication of the book, here is half revealed here. I hope he will have given you want to read it, your many visits to testify, over 6000 so far!

I would write the latest articles in the coming days. But like a phoenix this is not an absolute end as the blog will continue on grismoire.blogspot.com bouquetdamour.blogspot.com and to continue to make you want to read me through my new book. As

say Muriel Robin: "I'm leaving and I back to tell you that I go, it's honest, right? "