ABSTRACT
Until the publication of his Oeuvres (2006), it has been impossible to form a coherent view of the work of Georges Henein (1914–1973). He is the perfect example of a prolific man of letters whose writings were dispersed in countless magazines, ephemeral books, and sundry plaquettes ; that is, quickly relegated to oblivion. Since his death, selections of his poems, prose poems, unclassifiable prose narratives, and lively journalistic chroniques have sporadically resurfaced in French literary reviews or as small limited editions; but readers whose curiosity is aroused by a few scintillating pages have inevitably toiled to unearth others.
