Doubinsky's new collection has more anticipation than the blooming of a Corpse Plant. A profound masterpiece in simplest text, growing in a garden of words---just waiting to bloom and speak its wisdom.
“Seb Doubinsky’s THE WORD FOR POETRY IS POETRY is a series of small poems inhabited by the ghosts of Basho, Burroughs, Heraclitus and Roque Dalton. There aren’t that many writers haunted by all of those dudes, but Doubinsky is. These poems are playful like koans, bossy like Rilke’s letters, and beautiful like haiku. This is a singular reading experience whose deceptive simplicity forces you to rethink the Big Questions." -- Matthew Rohrer
I was born in Paris, in 1963, right in the middle of a western movie, of which my parents never saw the end. I have thereafter split my life between France and the USA, having spent most of my early childhood in Syracuse, and Seattle. After some studies, a lot of wandering and a few strange jobs, I have finally found myself teaching French literature in Denmark, where I have been living since 2007.
Poetry so deceptively simple that one must read it many times for the enjoyment of the myriad of meanings these lovely words and sentences create. A masterpiece. Masterpiece is a word. It means nothing. The heart is hungry.
I had discovered the words of Seb Doubinsky with "Ruins", a poetic collection (accompanied by the brilliant artist Manu Rich). I had fallen in love with the words of this book. I rediscovered this feeling with his new collection "The Word For Poetry Is Poetry" (Editions Hybrid Sequence Media). A marvelous collection of poetry in which you can savor every word, every page. Seb Doubinsky is one of the rare authors to excel as much in prose, through his novels or short stories, as in the poetic field. His art of poetry is fascinating from all points of view by the modernity of his subject and the freedom, the power of his writing. He is also one of the authors who can... knock you out in three lines. All the beauty of his poetic writing is there. He doesn't just write poetry; it offers readers its essence. In view of this, the title of this collection perfectly sums up his work; and we close this book thinking that his words are just a wonder.