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Poetry enters into confrontation with everyday life. Even when talking about everyday things and activities, its purpose is not to flatter or scorn, but to overturn or reorder them. Can a man stand the startling and surprising? May be not. And can a man pursue it? To hear his words differently, to hear them as he would like to utter deeply into himself and from the depths of time. Because poetry has such a bad trait. To bring us back where we are, in our sober. In other words, where we are in agreement or disagreement with ourselves, with the others and the world.

The poem is one last attempt to put order when you can no longer tolerate disorder. The poem is nothing more than a little verbal mechanism, says the American poet William Carlos Williams, a little verbal mechanism barely heard in the world of huge machines, tycoons and mega electro volts.