The poetry of Makenzy Orcel is beautiful, violent, disturbing and understandable even though several readings give a more saccorder with the melody! As the title of the book suggests, the author plunges us into the lexical register of the night of alcohol and travel. "The night the story backwards. " Meetings are in Port-au-Prince, Palestine, Sudan, in the Latin Quarter and Saint-Denis with broken hearts, bastards, whores, "insubordinate drowned" Even if the universe is dark, few doptimisme rating point here and there. The dream is still there under the brutality of daily life, "the nothing that thrills"
