Amphithéâtre Marguerite de Navarre, Site Marcelin Berthelot
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Abstract

Hero that he is, Ulysses resists the sirens' songs and asks to be tied to the ship's mast. The son of Laërte is determined not to take part in what attracts his crew. To do so would mean the end of the voyage. Likewise, the poet fiercely resists the attraction of knowledge. Not that he is against knowledge, on the contrary, but stubbornly, stubbornly he seeks to keep inaccessible a fragment that has always eluded knowledge. If every object has its own shadow, knowledge also has its own, a zone, paradoxically, of which it is itself the reason and which is forbidden to it. It is, by definition, impossible to illuminate with its own light. To venture into this shadow, you need a Stalker. Some things, then, cannot be taught. Not only can they not be taught, but the act of trying to teach them immediately cancels them out. They owe their presence to the obliteration of reason. Perhaps to a madness, a trance, a loss, a drift. Perhaps even, without a doubt, to the blood that is so much a part of the ardor of a shadow that finds its origins in the depths of our violence and barbarism. One being the echo of the other, those who turn to writing learn, sometimes to their cost, that just as falling into a void cannot be learned, neither can writing. We'll try to understand why.