A long time ago, I started a column, which was later abandoned for reasons unknown, about boring and overrated books, and sometimes an authentic huge load of rubbish.
I would like to revive it now, given the enormous number of absolutely useless authors circulating.
I would like to bring the French poet Jacques Prévert and his book "Paroles" to the forefront.
I think that Prévert is responsible for significantly lowering the intellectual quotient of the masses.
My judgment is limited to this, probably his most famous book: Paroles. If this is what constitutes poetry, I am not surprised by the decline of contemporary poetry, which aligns perfectly with narrative.
It is said that people read little. People are right not to read if these are the authors they are expected to read. Below is the most illustrative example: Pay attention to the final, the conclusion of a great poet, for sure :- )
I think that Prévert is responsible for significantly lowering the intellectual quotient of the masses.
My judgment is limited to this, probably his most famous book: Paroles. If this is what constitutes poetry, I am not surprised by the decline of contemporary poetry, which aligns perfectly with narrative.
It is said that people read little. People are right not to read if these are the authors they are expected to read. Below is the most illustrative example: Pay attention to the final, the conclusion of a great poet, for sure :- )
POUR TOI MON AMOUR
Je suis allé au marché aux oiseaux
Et j'ai acheté des oiseaux
Pour toi
mon amour
Je suis allé au marché aux fleurs
Et j'ai acheté des fleurs
Pour toi
mon amour
Je suis allé au marché à la ferraille
Et j'ai acheté des chaînes
De lourdes chaînes
Pour toi
mon amour
Et puis je suis allé au marché aux esclaves
Et je t'ai cherchée
Mais je ne t'ai pas trouvée
mon amour
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