"Among the 160 extras, there was a man. Between each take, he took refuge in the shade of a tree and watched the scene, his eyes wandering from one side to another disaster.
After a while he picked a daisy and plucked, gently. Long. Even little ritual between each shot. That's it. One way may survive the memory.
I remembered Boris Cyrulnik:
"Poetry is obsolete for those who are force-fed, but when reality is unbearable, it takes the value of a weapon of survival. This is the one who manages to take refuge in his inner world most resistant. The poets then become supermen. They revel in the wonder of survival and are eager to "why." Thus they escape the cruelty of the place. "
The man under the tree was a poet, maybe. "
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Anaïs Barbeau-Lavalette, post on his blog superb filming Fire Jordan, 2009.
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