"In truth, children, I would be neither a papadochist, nor a Bolshevik, nor a warmongering jihadist in the pay of some barbarian divinity. Politics would be for me the art of putting each subject of the species in fraternal agreement with the tremors of life. Having myself only the humble capacity for resistance of a Singer sewing machine, I would be a demosingerist at all costs..."

With Popa Singer , René Depestre signs a fierce and hilarious charge against a Ubu King of the tropics. And tells us in a burlesque way a dramatic period of Haitian history.

As a master of an incomparably inventive language, he lets go of nothing of his words in a playful trance, a veritable fire of parables, allusions and metaphors to express a world of madness.