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Jacques Derrida constantly leads us into the unexpected and the surprising, much like the poet hiding in the guise of the philosopher, the philosopher-poet: there is no phenomenon as fleeting as a poem, especially one like Paul Celan’s “Poem,” where night weaves its darkness with skill and pain.
In these dialogues, Derrida forges a horizon, a wound to the concept of reading the “poetic sign” within the context of Celan’s “Poem.” He opens interpretation to problems and turning points, granting his reflections their distinctiveness and uniqueness, and establishing a horizon for understanding the poem within the torrent of meaning it generates.
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