According to them, the poet is confined to the provinces with his mouth broken on his own syllabic trapeze.

A poet clings to his own tradition and avoids internationalism.

Poetry is the revelation of a feeling that the poet believes to be interior and personal which the reader recognizes as his own.

Poetry is also the physical self of the poet, and it is impossible to separate the poet from his poetry.

From the night, his solitude, the poet finds day and starts a diary that is lethal to the inert. The dark landscape yields a dialogue.

An exact poetic duplication of a man is for the poet a negation of the earth, an impossibility of being, even though his greatest desire is to speak to many men, to unite with them by means of harmonious verses about the truths of the mind or of things.