In the beginning the gesture of writing is linked to the experience of disappearance, to the feeling of having lost the key to the world, of having been thrown outside. Of having suddenly acquired the precious sense of the rare, of the mortal. Of having urgently to regain the entrance, the breath, to keep trace. – Hélène Cixous

One afternoon. Five writers. Five readers.

A program consisting of live readings of original texts exploring the theme of the “The Imperceptible Self”.

What is more ephemeral than the Self? The moment we arrive, we are already departing. But while we are here, a language emerges from within us. It springs from the mysterious depths of our beings. This language is inherent. It’s curious. It’s brave. It’s adventurous. It’s ancestral. It’s spiritual. It testifies and it connects. It suffers yet persists. It takes its pleasure. It remembers. It is honest and it is urgent. It is liberated and therefore liberates.

We read and we write because language allows us to hear and speak at the same time. And in this borderless space, we can live and die as one and all, interchangeably.

So on this occasion, the writer speaks and the listener hears. And through this act, we are witness and witnessed—in as much as we can stand the perverse beauty of this naked exchange.

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