Discreetly based in Anderlecht, from time to time les éditions 632 exclusively publish poetry. Until proven otherwise.
And their name, tell me about that?
It came to them from a sumptuous poem, entitled ‘Escorial II’, in which Pedro Salinas decided to ‘compter au lieu de rêver’ (count instead of dreaming) (en vez de soñar, contar…). And to add up, six hundred and twelve windows in the western face of the Escurial, five white clouds, three beloved people and twelve strokes of noon. ‘¡ Qué felicidad igual / a seiscientos treinta y dos !’ (What equal happiness in those six hundred and thirty two!) cries the poet, thus answering your question.
