“In a prostituted Paris I often see them of an evening, the ridiculous princes of night, the beautiful stallions.” What if the beautiful according to François Esperet was born of the nauseous and the unsettling ? Four songs from a first epic poem which are as many implicit tributes to William Faulkner or to the thieves of the New Testament.
François Esperet
Contemporary writer François Esperet has already lived several lives. Multiplicity doesn't scare him—he studied at the Ecole Normale, and was a police officer, a political adviser, and an orthodox deacon—but seems to anchor him in a reality and a spirituality linked by writing, and in particular by poetry. Focusing on the intensity and absolute quality of his poems, he dives headlong into stories whose real characters, like prostitutes and thieves, rub shoulders with biblical characters like Jacob.
Distribution
With Richard Brunel
Larrons (2010, Aux forges de Vulcain,rééd. Le Temps des cerises)
