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Let go, let go, let her take the bridge is solid the dream, the vision is clear, the issue close to your reach, without a fight, sure

to your right the skies, their spring bird clear, launched an assault on black spiral when you lift the head and that night they'll unlock the, enter the , Spangle thee wonders, they sew like the sea with its sails and its blood still dances, ended up in the frenzy of the kiss ...

's poem Michele Dujardin breath, elk, scope. Abadon , named after the messenger of the abyss of the Apocalypse, is a poem in twelve songs, including a Afterword locating the first intuition of this magnificent burst of rhythm and screams, hope and its source in friendship teen face the huge bay of Marseilles

knowing then That we would have no choice, that the very question does not arise, the only question was fly, fly far speech will eat it, as the words are worn lose, forget themselves as the old skin worn world

ago as a hello to Saint-John Perse, Segalen, Claudel even in this extent is, prose rhythms tight and raised broader breathing world of smell, fragrances maritime countries discovered soul and visions:

Island, if only we knew by looking slightly turning the head, rain on us this bleuissoir sea, round clusters and these cries, and even skipping across the foam, the extent of the tapered not birds, the sea, where our eyes will never bore, rotating head and stooping a little, my sister island, and goes from one field to another and just your eyes on the rocks, caressing, and comes and goes and leaves a clean look where my éploie ...

We see a lot of attention, and even a lot of science in this way the language to turn like the sea éploie, whose writing is retained and expands in a loving gesture, mimicking the universe. .. Beautiful book, that Abadon .

Jean-Marie Perret

• Michele Dujardin, Abadon , Threshold, October 2007.