Maintenant #89 РEric Such̬re
I do not know if I distort what I describe. Let’s say I try to show that seemingly insignificant things are meaningful. I think I try to report things as accurately as possible, but writing and its problems (sounds and rhythms) can definitely hinder the transparency one expects, for example, in a description. I try to give an account of the world in its complexity and if the result seems distorted it is because the world is complex — even in what is apparently the simplest.
In the 89th of the Maintenant series, SJ Fowler interviews the French poet Eric Suchère.
Set, Winterwreck
34.
Again see, a chance, in a supermarket, recognize her next by identification and misplace her picture, at this place erase all possible projections established by the picture or project well within.
35.Set gaze to next, on the terrace, from clouds or narrow slit, exhaled, to the circumscribed colours
sunset passes to, inscribes, which a young woman draws, observes, looks at I, is a project, terrace, endless, doesn’t begin, if not I looks at the view, alters what the exchange transforms.
By Eric Suchère.
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