| Quentin Mouron: «The poet cries when the advertising man cries».»

Every month, discover the from one of the personalities who give us the pleasure of alternating between writing and editing. In this post, writer Quentin Mouron explores a topical issue with his usual sharpness..

«I can write the saddest verses tonight». So begins Pablo Neruda's twentieth love poem. Every poet is intimately involved with these two elements, sadness and night, which are the paint in which he dips his brushes to produce his most moving canvases. The poet laments, the poet weeps - and with him, all humanity laments and weeps, and is thus more human. «I implored love with a ringing sorrow», writes Mayakovsky, reminding us that poets are not sad at night for no reason; they are often sad because they have loved, because they no longer love, because they no longer love.