This is a small bouquet of some poems I commit, all fresh and French. I give up translating them. It outpass my poor English notions. Therefore I suggest you refer to the French page and enjoy the original version. Sound counts more than meaning …
Son of the Sun is a world title in antiquity. The Hyperboree sun, of course.
From afar, travelers to Emesa went to the high silhouette of the temple of Elagabal
... or the Sacre of the Sun: illuminated by lightning at age 13, Emperor of…
At night, the unconscious transmits truths "dressed" by the brain when you wake up
There are two dragons: the monster, very real long ago, and the inner beast...