A pollen of poetry. Known for his sensual, poetic material, the image, Fabrice Guénier has long practised the art of layout and tracing, of superimposition and artistic blur, loving approximation and risk: suicidal, aleatory, obscure, yet of a very evident clarity, wanting the finished product in the instant itself, testing, twisting, knotting and crumpling paper, bribing the printer. Long out of print and originally self-published in a small run sent to a chosen few, this book gathers the pollen of a plastic poetry, best read by inverting top and bottom, front and back, dotted line and blend.