What if beauty were a wound? A leading figure of a Quebec undergoing profound transformation, Claude Gauvreau invented a language to express the inexpressible. This narrative explores the trajectory of a giant with feet of clay, haunted by the image of the magnificent Muriel Guilbault. Picking up where Beauté Baroque leaves off, Martin Poirier takes a creative liberty that is not a betrayal, but a tribute: a plunge into the mystery of a soul that chose to shatter rather than fade away. A journey to the heart of a love that was, for Gauvreau, the most beautiful of his poems.