"A miracle has arisen that no one could have foreseen:
Exalting the color beyond all measure,
Flowery, the flamboyants rise up in the evening,
Admire the scarlet dripping carpet
Who puts in the moved air its rich blossoming!
Or wouldn't it be like, when a crater bursts,
Like a hot pool of molten lava?"
(Excerpt from "Les flamboyants" by Jean Ricquebourg)
"Look at this tree with its majestic sides
As for, in its royal port, it climbs to the heavens;
We could stand there gazing at its antlers
Nearly an hour for so much it looks great.
It bears its name well, that of Flamboyant,
Its foliage is on fire in its blood-red flowers;
Which painter has his colors at the heart of his palette,
Who can even talk about it, either storyteller or poet? "
( Excerpt from "Flamboyant" by Charly LELLOUCHE)