"L'audio du village" is a sound poetry project based on non-scholarly and intuitive compositions associated with the source texts of my performances.

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Meat too © David Noir

Meat too

Video Clip | "Mommy's watching me from the beach, but I can see the sharks swimming. It's boiling blood all around me and way in front of..."

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"The Fleece sleeps | Episode 9 "The Sacred Man of JaZon" | Photo © Karine Lhémon (cropped)

Fallen

In terms of my mental health, I'm fine. Even if I'm going to my death, I'm fine. What does it matter; I have nothing else to do. The body is still young and even if the heart is suffering, what does it matter? We write, it's okay.

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Far from the rodeos | The Amor camps | Photo © David Noir

Away from the rodeos

In my naked girl's tights, wearing my big helmet with ram's horns, I marry the forest. I drool over the nourishing earth. Inside the still life, a blurred road carries me. Far from the rodeos I go away.

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Emma | Scrapbooking, the feminine in all its states | Photo © David Noir

Emma laughed.

Emma was laughing without anyone being able to guess what she was laughing about. Her mouth was forming words, but their sounds were inaudible, absorbed into the mass, the luscious mass of her well-fed face.

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