
In his office covered with books where our centuries, philosophical and poetic millennia, are stacked up, at the height of his 88 years, Michel Deguy does not stop vituperating and “throwing firecrackers”. He challenges, adjures, gives clues, sounds the ecological alert, poetizes an alert thought, tirelessly turns a pensive tongue, sentinels words in their use, words and “things”.
Assuming its formal modesty, the film sets itself a great ambition: starting from a head-on conversation with the poet, to dive into the heart of poetic writing as he practices it, at the heart of his “eco-poeticological” thought.
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