Winner of the Apollinaire Prize, the Poetry Revelation Prize of the SGDL and the Prize for the first work of the Wallonia-Brussels Federation for The line of crossings in 2019, Anna Ayanoglou offers her feelings of combat who develop a compact resistance against confinement. “Never kiss me on the forehead / never be like them who with a kiss / crush the lover in the mold of the mother / […] never relegate us to that”. The task is great to prevent these excesses: “I want to teach him to swim / and never finish discovering // all the men he is”. The tone is not always assertive, undermined by the conscience of people across the world. There are, from time to time, glimpses: “from outside to inside / a wooden staircase rose // more than three steps, the effect / of a piano with the keys pressed // that’s what you come back and get / this dew of time, over there / which has not evaporated. A collection of great intensity that is worth discovering.
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