Houellebecq - French Poetry



To exist, to perceive.


To exist, to perceive,
To be a sort of perceptive residue (if that can be said)
In the departure hall of Roissy Terminal 2D,
Waiting for a flight to Alicante
Where my life will continue
For a few more years
In the company of my little dog
And of joys (briefer and briefer)
And of a regular increase in suffering
In those years immediately preceding death.

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"Too often people make their minds up in advance about Houellebecq, shunning him for being something he is not. If all there was to him was the shock-factor of a total nihilism, he’d hardly be worth talking about. Houellebecq’s brilliance lies both in the depth of his vision, and the coexistence in his work of extreme cynicism and yearning sincerity." - Rob Doyle, Irish Times




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