A book like a circle in which to rest.
This is a collection of poetry for which you are the interpreter. An exercise, a practice. All rituals are invited to settle on the blank page. Reading, crossing out, composing, not writing. As one prays, meditates or prophesies, to test the formulas until revelation appears.
Drawing on thirty years of traveling the world’s roads and the great lyrical traditions, Charles Sagalane uses the murmur of sacred texts to distill a mysteriously intoxicating eau-de-vie.
And so it is with Du premier au dernier jour.
