The meeting took place one summer day, in Tangier. And then years went by. But there is this blue that looks like a silence. Inhabited. Full. Tahar Ben Jelloun bumps into the images of Thomas Dhellemmes, in his blue, melancholy and uncertain days. He begins to write, without project, poems. Just writing, under skies, seas, a cross. He knows nothing of the places, the dates, the countries traversed by Thomas who pulls from the past an extreme sweetness. What we perceive: footprints, cities in the distance, calm waters, a family, a sleeping child, a naked woman, nature and veiled windows....
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