tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63564622898015918322024-03-24T16:33:31.701-07:00Stéphane Gantès Poésies Peinturesshghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16867753528836520756noreply@blogger.comBlogger362125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6356462289801591832.post-78966314917018417442024-03-24T10:59:00.000-07:002024-03-24T10:59:46.978-07:00<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><p style="text-align: center;"> </p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: medium;">REMOUS </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGNNVatCSbhaXKHNVhHZnBSE4rGdq7-T9hFItocBI5IG7XoeADZkOD0TaeFQuFiAWIQWYrH2mwla9Hi1moxhjYcNVm6vpZpAul1rZvT55L4LW_yrYiyV65zbhj3-WTlceKWd-ta5xeQ5H5dPGZk7mgasivOlNBJHJYoCF7h5Y0mzEEeTOkL3bH_OooB90/s850/artist_in_love3%20adrian%20borda%20illustration%20the%20cello.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="850" data-original-width="643" height="531" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGNNVatCSbhaXKHNVhHZnBSE4rGdq7-T9hFItocBI5IG7XoeADZkOD0TaeFQuFiAWIQWYrH2mwla9Hi1moxhjYcNVm6vpZpAul1rZvT55L4LW_yrYiyV65zbhj3-WTlceKWd-ta5xeQ5H5dPGZk7mgasivOlNBJHJYoCF7h5Y0mzEEeTOkL3bH_OooB90/w402-h531/artist_in_love3%20adrian%20borda%20illustration%20the%20cello.jpg" width="402" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Adrian Borda illustration pour "The cello" K.Schulze</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">Dans les lents remous</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">de vents couleur de terre,</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">acérés sous les cris d'arbres rompus</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">je garde aux lèvres un goût de fer</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">de terres brunes, de branches brûlées</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">de charbons résignés dans leur nuit,</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">sombres fossiles de vie. </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"> </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"> </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"> shg </span></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"> </span></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"> </span><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: medium;"> <br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span><br /></p>shghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16867753528836520756noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6356462289801591832.post-15630993825285162012023-11-04T11:44:00.000-07:002024-03-24T10:20:55.488-07:00<p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">LE POÈME SANS FIN</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuciQzqcqhqhxc9x_V4RB-V0dp_zBaFszYWMmqyYaaZr_7tkzlWrBOeOGtLiXFkkwx8sCqJ3DUGJqJEBEK_nsgmvugp4tXTS3_NCQ4OjEjXkiNB9kDwMTmMWKDOCKV_pR878YPt2z8BYcNQSTi9nWJHbp7LP_650psRXufOjYOEwA74TIsuCCw9bWZh94/s779/IMG_20231103_001956.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><span style="font-family: times;"><img border="0" data-original-height="779" data-original-width="622" height="355" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuciQzqcqhqhxc9x_V4RB-V0dp_zBaFszYWMmqyYaaZr_7tkzlWrBOeOGtLiXFkkwx8sCqJ3DUGJqJEBEK_nsgmvugp4tXTS3_NCQ4OjEjXkiNB9kDwMTmMWKDOCKV_pR878YPt2z8BYcNQSTi9nWJHbp7LP_650psRXufOjYOEwA74TIsuCCw9bWZh94/w284-h355/IMG_20231103_001956.jpg" width="284" /></span></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;">Mary Beth McKenzie<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size: medium;">J'aime les oiseaux là-bas<br />les merveilleux oiseaux<br />venus repousser les parois du monde<br /><br />J'aime le sourire des aveugles<br />quand l'espoir se retire<br />comme une vague au large du cœur<br /><br />J'aime la flamme funambule des étoiles<br />à l'horizon du long sanglot<br />d'un bonheur trop vite usé<br /><br /><br /><i> Anne Christophe<br /> "le poème sans fin"<br /> (extrait)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></i></span></span></td></tr></tbody></table><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>shghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16867753528836520756noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6356462289801591832.post-41857315387053534732023-11-02T16:09:00.000-07:002023-11-02T16:09:20.155-07:00<p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">LA PART DU VENT</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIMGl1RFpiSpOb8H7cbRFOlLZrnQsqZflvlHaC3LYzR8ZzJ0EGmh88hXFGTYQaoo1WyGFP326CqG6g8rxXbhJQAtUOkwriQO5UiZYi0YZMHhW43FgSeF_mhluJm-vu6SXwSjkCdzhYqlHvLCqTfJ9NXkyMyt-Rb0cF7Lgxo6J5kcaR4lDW0U-a17Y0AO0/s720/IMG_20231102_235659.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="588" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIMGl1RFpiSpOb8H7cbRFOlLZrnQsqZflvlHaC3LYzR8ZzJ0EGmh88hXFGTYQaoo1WyGFP326CqG6g8rxXbhJQAtUOkwriQO5UiZYi0YZMHhW43FgSeF_mhluJm-vu6SXwSjkCdzhYqlHvLCqTfJ9NXkyMyt-Rb0cF7Lgxo6J5kcaR4lDW0U-a17Y0AO0/s320/IMG_20231102_235659.jpg" width="261" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">L'élan de la neige</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">recouvre la terre</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">une aile perce le ciel</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">et son écho rompt le rivage</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">déchire comme une flamme</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">la peau fragile de nos rêves</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><i> Hélène d'Orion</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><i> "Mes forêts"</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p>shghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16867753528836520756noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6356462289801591832.post-91242170044907188842023-10-21T02:30:00.003-07:002024-03-24T10:22:58.608-07:00<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><p style="text-align: center;"> </p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">LE SILENCE</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"> </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"> </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1Rut1ypj8XaHIbbpKTfVcg3Wwxu-cOm8hCbTNqMm3rTkZjNrGIHpRJRo2Zgl5MnA0DQ7N6zkugm9-p8rfhgVvyi2Ek6NdpdJIc-OVG6dWHhtxqPk0mVlZ6axWZGbBZN6sg6T1oHx6tTs7RB5nfoa1NsQ9PQzViMc1U5SZifte4NKoSbauzEcR6pSXWjo/s2646/ange%20du%20soir.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2226" data-original-width="2646" height="458" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1Rut1ypj8XaHIbbpKTfVcg3Wwxu-cOm8hCbTNqMm3rTkZjNrGIHpRJRo2Zgl5MnA0DQ7N6zkugm9-p8rfhgVvyi2Ek6NdpdJIc-OVG6dWHhtxqPk0mVlZ6axWZGbBZN6sg6T1oHx6tTs7RB5nfoa1NsQ9PQzViMc1U5SZifte4NKoSbauzEcR6pSXWjo/w544-h458/ange%20du%20soir.jpg" width="544" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"> " l'ange du soir " Alexandre Cabanel<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><br /> </span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"> </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">Si je marche</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">avec les ombres de ma vie</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">comme de lourds oiseaux</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">qui dévorent les promesses</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">suis-je l'arbre</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">suis-je la feuille</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">grugée par les saisons?</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"> </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">Je ne sais pas</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">ce qui se tait en moi</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">quand la forêt</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">cesse de rêver</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"> </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"> </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><i>Hélène Dorion</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><i>"Mes forêts"</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><i> </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><i> </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><i> </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><i> </i> <br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"> </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"> </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"> </span> <br /></p>shghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16867753528836520756noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6356462289801591832.post-18076110999248290092023-05-16T09:50:00.002-07:002023-10-21T02:15:30.664-07:00<p> </p><p> </p><p style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-family: times; font-size: large;">Poésie Verticale (II-66)</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p> </p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinspdQ-VB82y_ca7KLPF7hYqaycf3gwozXH3-UnJVGYYhLQJU9KcaB1je17Knf4nntKiekUXAb7BDjtdE0zSx3yqhTlz9g5yMn5D5IVRc5IXqZSKpnn3pKBv9wD5VVJm0ffHDfP7DrBb7rrSn2NK2RdaFULyEKBhp1M9WVjycMojzFY1_IrMQYwzC9/s400/262.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="356" data-original-width="400" height="533" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinspdQ-VB82y_ca7KLPF7hYqaycf3gwozXH3-UnJVGYYhLQJU9KcaB1je17Knf4nntKiekUXAb7BDjtdE0zSx3yqhTlz9g5yMn5D5IVRc5IXqZSKpnn3pKBv9wD5VVJm0ffHDfP7DrBb7rrSn2NK2RdaFULyEKBhp1M9WVjycMojzFY1_IrMQYwzC9/w598-h533/262.jpg" width="598" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Malcom Liepke<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p><br /> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">Sur l'aile d'un vent </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">un peu plus stable que le vent</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">il est un autre endroit </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">où dans l'instant nous sommes aussi,</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">une autre île à peine plus grande,</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">une autre masse de retrait et d'ombre</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">pour ces jeux qui lentement </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">débouchent sur d'insignifiantes statues</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"> </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"> </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"> </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"> Roberto Juarroz </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"> </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"> </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"> </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"> </span> <br /></p><p></p>shghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16867753528836520756noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6356462289801591832.post-84268125911652563012023-05-16T09:34:00.002-07:002024-03-24T10:34:09.679-07:00<div><p style="text-align: center;"> </p><p style="text-align: center;"> </p><p style="text-align: center;"> </p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: large;">Dans la pâleur des vents</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: large;"> </span> <br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"> </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLH0sMofqFwQRh_EWqVD1-q5pzwWs6-O5sl0afA0gXCH9_cgQBg2TjwDc7co-C9FYirDuwl0XlvwnDOKYd8yvjgZGh_olLbiqOsHiuNgG7q0NACrpmv2sAPu8Zei2Ahg1TWTvAQ5pQwyfjMZ4hAvONHw8Z5MKDfvfd0T0L2eauuPZ1B0IDNWJuIYtY/s1049/edward%20munch.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1049" data-original-width="669" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLH0sMofqFwQRh_EWqVD1-q5pzwWs6-O5sl0afA0gXCH9_cgQBg2TjwDc7co-C9FYirDuwl0XlvwnDOKYd8yvjgZGh_olLbiqOsHiuNgG7q0NACrpmv2sAPu8Zei2Ahg1TWTvAQ5pQwyfjMZ4hAvONHw8Z5MKDfvfd0T0L2eauuPZ1B0IDNWJuIYtY/w408-h640/edward%20munch.jpg" width="408" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Edward Munch<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p style="text-align: center;"></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /> </p><p style="text-align: center;"> </p><p style="text-align: center;"> </p></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">Nulle autre couleur dans la pâleur des vents</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">sinon la cendre de l'arbre consumé</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">d'un feu inassouvi</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">et la terre rougie à l'oxyde flamboyant</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">des minerais</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">et la vague blanchie soumise aux colères</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">des récifs</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">et les vasières du rêve embleuies de ciels </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">mouvants</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">Nulle autre chemin dans la pâleur des vents</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">où ne pas égarer ses pas </span><br /></div><br /><div><p style="text-align: justify;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: medium;"> shg</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"> <br /></p></div>shghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16867753528836520756noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6356462289801591832.post-46774735523464562372023-01-13T09:05:00.004-08:002023-01-13T09:05:57.262-08:00<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><p style="text-align: center;"> </p><p style="text-align: center;"> </p><p style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">SI TU RENCONTRE UN RAMIER</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">(extrait VII)</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW61PqaMFbBRPzeBwLSMgipV_Gp2kmOKTQOb7isALZWxaVdO4TUpfr4fuPSkjxTNclYbI0ce1HTBLx44GfrJOazm3yWTKVFlXZeY9xxMjcUzq6UYBQrKh61XcDZQxVgE8obQmGWgGnFgPx65UxmuHFCYCsGzKx1u_rKretkNgdN0g90DdkS1xCR7Q-/s1271/arthur%20william%20Heintzelman.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1271" data-original-width="886" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW61PqaMFbBRPzeBwLSMgipV_Gp2kmOKTQOb7isALZWxaVdO4TUpfr4fuPSkjxTNclYbI0ce1HTBLx44GfrJOazm3yWTKVFlXZeY9xxMjcUzq6UYBQrKh61XcDZQxVgE8obQmGWgGnFgPx65UxmuHFCYCsGzKx1u_rKretkNgdN0g90DdkS1xCR7Q-/w446-h640/arthur%20william%20Heintzelman.jpg" width="446" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;">Arthur William Heintzelman</span></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><span style="font-family: times;"></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">A part une montagne indienne par sa pourpre</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">Et cette odeur de bronze qu'ont les chevaux quelquefois</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">Nous sommes indifférents aux feuilles mortes</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">Il y a des tristesses qui ne sont pas les nôtres</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">C'est mon cœur qui est mon enfant</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">Pour toucher ce que nous avons aimé</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">Comme dans les pages d'un livre de lune</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">Nous irons dans la maison d'une campagne</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">Et l'ange d'un mur sera notre aîné.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i> Georges Schehadé</i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i> "Les Poésies" </i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i> </i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i> </i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i> </i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i> </i> <br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"> </p>shghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16867753528836520756noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6356462289801591832.post-71000273528001749612023-01-11T10:21:00.002-08:002023-01-11T10:22:28.690-08:00<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><p style="text-align: center;"> </p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: large;">RIVE D'UNE AUTRE MORT</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: medium;">(Extrait)</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjggq1ws5XpjUpJxCxz0LTid_NYc8pvH-F0xiAXCLTMvevbjHE4XS8W_s1Bv-YX8qs_THXCLu38nkESe9D0tS7L6wQcDrDQb_1Mm1wqhodPM3EJzBhd3aawUn1V4LLV8B31adJzUKL5n5-GICUYljBup4QqbIM1GHh41W1Trlv6YPsbqh5FKyWDWtZF/s1059/Elena%20Kiseleva.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1059" data-original-width="720" height="602" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjggq1ws5XpjUpJxCxz0LTid_NYc8pvH-F0xiAXCLTMvevbjHE4XS8W_s1Bv-YX8qs_THXCLu38nkESe9D0tS7L6wQcDrDQb_1Mm1wqhodPM3EJzBhd3aawUn1V4LLV8B31adJzUKL5n5-GICUYljBup4QqbIM1GHh41W1Trlv6YPsbqh5FKyWDWtZF/w410-h602/Elena%20Kiseleva.jpg" width="410" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Elena Kiseleva<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /> </span> </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: large;"> </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: large;"> </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: medium;">III</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Le sable est au début comme il sera</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: medium;">L'horrible fin sous la poussée de ce vent froid.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Où est le bout, dis-tu, de tant d'étoiles,</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Pourquoi avançons-nous dans ce lieu froid ?</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Et pourquoi disons-nous d'aussi vaines paroles,</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Allant et comme si la nuit n'existait pas ?</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Mieux vaut marcher plus près sur la ligne d'écume</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Et nous aventurer au seuil d'un autre froid.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: medium;">...</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>Yves Bonnefoy</i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>"Poèmes"</i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i> </i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i> </i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i> </i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i> </i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i> </i> <br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span> </span> <br /></p>shghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16867753528836520756noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6356462289801591832.post-58997801439997530052022-08-25T06:20:00.000-07:002022-08-25T06:20:41.632-07:00<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><p style="text-align: center;"> </p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">MISE AU NET</span></span><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span>(extraits) <br /></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span> </span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span> </span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span> </span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span></span></span></span></span></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDoNckRTmzP3VfmmbPoB0NZk64rG5JyyS2fiDsj6gtqlSL1etJF1liqGfBFeo0tkZis5JZ7r2ByBBwpkFESi22MaUG_bGXjTUvuABVR83CdVITSOXO7oWQCbgMQrfQYRVYSwegvAqxDFSjkuR0A9DmMYC3IFH8RqRv468ZTyJlVm8zKiZGtawolFTn/s692/Lotte%20Laserstein%20(2).jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="677" data-original-width="692" height="391" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDoNckRTmzP3VfmmbPoB0NZk64rG5JyyS2fiDsj6gtqlSL1etJF1liqGfBFeo0tkZis5JZ7r2ByBBwpkFESi22MaUG_bGXjTUvuABVR83CdVITSOXO7oWQCbgMQrfQYRVYSwegvAqxDFSjkuR0A9DmMYC3IFH8RqRv468ZTyJlVm8zKiZGtawolFTn/w400-h391/Lotte%20Laserstein%20(2).jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lotte Laserstein<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span><br /> </span></span></span></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span> </span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span> </span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span><span style="font-size: large;">Entendus avec l'âme,</span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span><span style="font-size: large;">des pas de l'esprit plutôt qu'ombres,</span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span><span style="font-size: large;">et ombres de l'esprit plutôt que pas,</span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span><span style="font-size: large;">le long d'un chemin d'échos</span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span><span style="font-size: large;">que la mémoire invente, puis efface.</span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span><span style="font-size: large;">... </span> <br /></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span> </span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span><span style="font-size: large;">Là, au-dedans, l'espace</span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span><span style="font-size: large;">est une main ouverte et un front </span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span><span style="font-size: large;">qui ne pense pas des idées<span style="font-size: medium;">, <span style="font-size: large;"> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: large;">mais des formes qui respirent,</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: large;">cheminent, parlent, changent,</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: large;">et qui silencieusement s'évaporent.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: large;">Là, au-dedans, pays d'échos entretissés,</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: large;">se précipite la lumière, lente cascade,</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: large;">entre les lèvres des crevasses,</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: large;">la lumière est eau, l'eau temps diaphane</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: large;">où les yeux lavent leurs images.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="font-size: medium;">Octavio Paz</span></i></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="font-size: medium;">"Le feu de chaque jour" </span></i></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></i></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></i></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></i></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></i><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></span></span> </span></span></span></span> <br /></p>shghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16867753528836520756noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6356462289801591832.post-76907618217424896662022-08-25T06:19:00.000-07:002022-08-25T06:19:59.468-07:00<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><p style="text-align: center;"> </p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">PLEIN FEU</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">(extrait) <br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwhDEZWbP2piMrBISUPSvoSpe5uBCE2-LXdsq6bT2BA2SbEY0BIy7v-E4-3pgDPW2_0LtZyKBYO770DAj4QZZDJZjcZUmeC7cLcxt9bdqHLnZ1DztA9LA4FFAvSq8soZv4qf17jq52RQu48sGTc3R4cKX4OIAHRUIYthA1CDiXDSjBlBlPVMUqf2_G/s1148/gustav%20klimt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1148" data-original-width="711" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwhDEZWbP2piMrBISUPSvoSpe5uBCE2-LXdsq6bT2BA2SbEY0BIy7v-E4-3pgDPW2_0LtZyKBYO770DAj4QZZDJZjcZUmeC7cLcxt9bdqHLnZ1DztA9LA4FFAvSq8soZv4qf17jq52RQu48sGTc3R4cKX4OIAHRUIYthA1CDiXDSjBlBlPVMUqf2_G/w396-h640/gustav%20klimt.jpg" width="396" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Gustav Klimt<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: large;">Ôte à la nuit ses longs gants noirs</span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: large;">Mets la pierre sur ta mémoire</span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: large;">Ton pied sur la blancheur des os</span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: large;">Détourne-toi de ce sommeil</span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: large;">Lève haut ta lampe et réveille</span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: large;">Les arbres d'encre et leurs oiseaux </span> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i>Aragon</i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i>"Poésies" </i> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span> <br /></p>shghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16867753528836520756noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6356462289801591832.post-8261560076348618242022-07-07T14:14:00.000-07:002022-07-13T13:30:48.659-07:00<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><p style="text-align: center;"> </p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">AINSI</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2nyGDGqb5bxyhTvqRttZ70qsDfJDi3vZkMXVp6H5F0GoHO7ilhkDj4QF1sKuUXgwUygYOLKMxO76BmvLISVrgs5k3TVuzmclCcbFXEL1ZWb9JzVNDdkQ950pV4hLi1Dly5UuV6vyn6WVxW1KJmT5hk21wHlsTCNPHX_vkn1-VY_-CrFiucks4xQpw/s1004/Botticelli.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1004" data-original-width="1004" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2nyGDGqb5bxyhTvqRttZ70qsDfJDi3vZkMXVp6H5F0GoHO7ilhkDj4QF1sKuUXgwUygYOLKMxO76BmvLISVrgs5k3TVuzmclCcbFXEL1ZWb9JzVNDdkQ950pV4hLi1Dly5UuV6vyn6WVxW1KJmT5hk21wHlsTCNPHX_vkn1-VY_-CrFiucks4xQpw/w400-h400/Botticelli.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Alexandro Boticelli<br /></td></tr></tbody></table></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: large;">Ainsi marcherons-nous</span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: large;">sur les ruines d'un ciel immense,</span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: large;">Le site au loin s'accomplira</span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: large;">comme un destin dans la vive lumière</span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: large;">Le pays le plus beau longtemps cherché</span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: large;">s'étendra devant nous</span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: large;">terre des salamandres.</span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: large;">Regarde, diras-tu, cette pierre:</span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: large;">Elle porte la présence de la mort.</span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: large;">Lampe secrète</span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: large;">C'est elle qui brûle sous nos gestes,</span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: large;">ainsi marchons-nous éclairés.</span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="font-size: medium;"> Yves Bonnefoy</span></i></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="font-size: medium;"> Poèmes</span></i></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="font-size: medium;"> "L'orangerie"</span></i> <br /></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: large;"> <br /></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: large;"> <br /></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: large;"> </span> </span></span> <br /></p>shghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16867753528836520756noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6356462289801591832.post-90649429763077342552022-07-07T13:58:00.007-07:002022-07-25T01:46:20.004-07:00<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><p style="text-align: center;"> </p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">LES JARDINS</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNe15hZUDSHIhx230-X9IjDq6b8geTcLPTJ8D0n1eTcwm4W1NZi_JFm4CNSqhH5V6dZGNzIUOh_ahX42XdiU4IvUKCPMYsSa5AdwVQH92VG1dv2PoBXZXwNz4Gb9MdXfzPvpTkbUvUQGNNuciV_xxwVBKM2u3PIm1YAy8uZEowr7kBo3wYa1pmN-FB/s994/valentin%20serov.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="994" data-original-width="720" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNe15hZUDSHIhx230-X9IjDq6b8geTcLPTJ8D0n1eTcwm4W1NZi_JFm4CNSqhH5V6dZGNzIUOh_ahX42XdiU4IvUKCPMYsSa5AdwVQH92VG1dv2PoBXZXwNz4Gb9MdXfzPvpTkbUvUQGNNuciV_xxwVBKM2u3PIm1YAy8uZEowr7kBo3wYa1pmN-FB/w464-h640/valentin%20serov.jpg" width="464" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Valentin Serov<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: large;">Tu as vu la jeune fille qui vient de la mer</span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: large;">Elle porte dans ses cheveux les roses d'Alexandrie</span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: large;">Elle marche dans la rue la plus nocturne</span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: large;">Il n'y a pas plus d'étoiles qu'au premier jour du monde</span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: large;">Mais tu penses que si tu devais la suivre </span> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: times;">Tu habiterais les feuillages de la mer</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: times;">C'est par les jardins que commencent les songes de folie</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: times;">...</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i> Georges Schehadé</i></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i> Poésie I-VI</i></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i> (extrait)</i></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i> </i></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i> </i></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i> </i></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i> </i></span> </span></span> <br /></p>shghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16867753528836520756noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6356462289801591832.post-49826914431995783772022-07-07T13:44:00.001-07:002022-07-20T14:51:24.170-07:00<div><p style="text-align: center;"> </p><p style="text-align: center;"> </p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">CHAQUE ÉTÉ</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"></span></span></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjZ7tvEPgFMgRE2eRbso-LP0Educ5OYi8HJ2FoAZRuZ34SIPSi3ByfSEZQexJyfxhp4euwmV7hpHxhfrmpVl9H4Hla2PuYR27U5Hm6rD9uRh4qgaT8SADKLYKjZKOjh--j7zxsT7INY7XWEvh7yP0Ax2QvIlWTLKnVMQwbzQ2LtlFMuKjSA9euSOKb/s1120/egon%20scheile%20recadr%C3%A9%20femme%20assise.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1120" data-original-width="644" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjZ7tvEPgFMgRE2eRbso-LP0Educ5OYi8HJ2FoAZRuZ34SIPSi3ByfSEZQexJyfxhp4euwmV7hpHxhfrmpVl9H4Hla2PuYR27U5Hm6rD9uRh4qgaT8SADKLYKjZKOjh--j7zxsT7INY7XWEvh7yP0Ax2QvIlWTLKnVMQwbzQ2LtlFMuKjSA9euSOKb/w368-h640/egon%20scheile%20recadr%C3%A9%20femme%20assise.jpg" width="368" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Egon Scheile<br /></td></tr></tbody></table></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: large;">Chaque été il y aura donc pour moi</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: large;">une nouvelle mélancolie</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: large;">et je vous aime comme ce que je vous dis </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: large;">pour un cheval blanc comme l'hiver</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: large;">les brises se dépouillent des rosées</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: large;">et les oiseaux meurent des blessures de la mer</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: large;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: large;">...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><i> Georges Schehadé</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><i> Poésie I</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><i> (extrait)</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><i> </i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i> </i></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i> </i></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i> </i></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i> </i></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i> </i></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i> </i></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i> </i></span> </span></span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span> <br /><p></p></div>shghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16867753528836520756noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6356462289801591832.post-87460900674110943882022-07-07T13:28:00.002-07:002022-07-07T23:29:08.382-07:00<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><p style="text-align: center;"> </p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">L'OEIL (1)<br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"></span></span></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXEq7vty8a9xrJx8IJBgR5sJoZmPWZoerI4pWKjSXxTZdlt5ezGL50u3kapFTDPXAppH6KQfe8DaP6ivtT-Ixf2raiwvEp8DnjYWiI5JdR4bIQtBaA-EAD3nqQDMzgadxzRQ8P8opn3gWqSXanclT--Qlpmqrnph2n1DO3Gs3OC3wShph_LvUSb3aq/s959/Malcolm%20T%20%20Liepke.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="959" data-original-width="720" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXEq7vty8a9xrJx8IJBgR5sJoZmPWZoerI4pWKjSXxTZdlt5ezGL50u3kapFTDPXAppH6KQfe8DaP6ivtT-Ixf2raiwvEp8DnjYWiI5JdR4bIQtBaA-EAD3nqQDMzgadxzRQ8P8opn3gWqSXanclT--Qlpmqrnph2n1DO3Gs3OC3wShph_LvUSb3aq/w480-h640/Malcolm%20T%20%20Liepke.jpg" width="480" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Malcolm T. Liepke</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /> </span></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">J'ai vu</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">gravé dans le galet le voyage de l'eau</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">l'empreinte de l'écaille au dos des récifs</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">l'œil rond des profondeurs</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">le sel des sables figé au pied des falaises </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i> shg </i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i> " le miroir entrouvert"</i> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i><span style="font-size: medium;"><span> (extrait)</span></span></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span> <br /></p>shghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16867753528836520756noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6356462289801591832.post-85489057784128599492022-07-07T13:27:00.001-07:002022-07-07T23:38:13.727-07:00<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><p style="text-align: center;"> </p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">L'OEIL (2)</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"></span></span></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPkaO6cS3P_UMAbWhYggteWLQx3UymuiSQir20Ma6crUmOIvYacFF9Twph79TwARjIDU4w7YlFIyvlm1GEoG-7luo-QCA7rj4poxeNJ2egqLKmHHBR61PhsM9vCbOJL1ZrDMinrNNhZhVQvdBePmSnSTyKTFTabHUhbHBHzSH5Dwll3LmfA523S3Y7/s484/M%20T%20Liepke.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="481" data-original-width="484" height="398" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPkaO6cS3P_UMAbWhYggteWLQx3UymuiSQir20Ma6crUmOIvYacFF9Twph79TwARjIDU4w7YlFIyvlm1GEoG-7luo-QCA7rj4poxeNJ2egqLKmHHBR61PhsM9vCbOJL1ZrDMinrNNhZhVQvdBePmSnSTyKTFTabHUhbHBHzSH5Dwll3LmfA523S3Y7/w400-h398/M%20T%20Liepke.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">M.T.Liepke</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"> </td></tr></tbody></table><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /> </span></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">J'ai lu</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">sur les lèvres du vent la complainte des vagues </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">l'emprise de la lune au front des océans</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">l'œil ouvert sur nos nuits</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">et l'usure de la pierre au pied des montagnes</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">j'attends le retour du temps</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">qui mêle à la poussière des étoiles</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">la cendre de nos os. </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i> shg</i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i> "le miroir entrouvert"</i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i> (extrait) </i> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span> <br /></p>shghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16867753528836520756noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6356462289801591832.post-66986223580636490842022-06-27T14:52:00.001-07:002022-06-27T14:52:27.611-07:00<p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">A VINGT ANS</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibJ3eD_jYtG9bsL5G9Gw8Q80RHmwgJszJ8pzL4be81zDdilpE2VC2VTJC6C_ThIGjgBt_pLFSxV_6ZsHGfB1fuc9-lImgZtBOismqtHf-uQm2u4sI8mO6FclD5wRkiqL8V0JOfolsSyZKmZ43OhqprMMc-56jB7eRWi_jcGb-oy6wsdvx2itQPlTIk/s1088/hope%20gangloff.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1088" data-original-width="638" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibJ3eD_jYtG9bsL5G9Gw8Q80RHmwgJszJ8pzL4be81zDdilpE2VC2VTJC6C_ThIGjgBt_pLFSxV_6ZsHGfB1fuc9-lImgZtBOismqtHf-uQm2u4sI8mO6FclD5wRkiqL8V0JOfolsSyZKmZ43OhqprMMc-56jB7eRWi_jcGb-oy6wsdvx2itQPlTIk/w376-h640/hope%20gangloff.jpg" width="376" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hoppe Gangloffe</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /> </span><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> A vingt ans c'est un tremblement</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">de voir ses yeux dans l'eau des femmes</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">la chambre a la parure de la mer </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">comme deux oiseaux qui volent</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> ensemble s'écrasent</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">du silence dangereux des nids</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">la nuit a mêlé nos âges</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">O mélodie de la pierre des îles</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i> Georges Schehadé</i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i> "les poésies" </i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i> </i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i> </i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i> </i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i> </i> <br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>shghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16867753528836520756noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6356462289801591832.post-37393485969516188862022-06-20T00:23:00.000-07:002022-06-20T00:23:44.914-07:00<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><p style="text-align: center;"> </p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">CORDAGES</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjklJdbi6aFS6udsOq8tnQI6VZ2z-tYY2RlarghsdESx_xYmFhCxPEi4rp4hgcxtMO6l4EGr0p4ZzUcTuW7RSz4IdBszwi1BtAY7bc0tfy7kIYD5ky3-XEoORNNXp7cs32NRlQfgbxb_Wx0R5zln506bYZF5oTGnGUsUlKVm86c0The2a54fNQbxBJn/s640/Ron%20Hicks.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="637" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjklJdbi6aFS6udsOq8tnQI6VZ2z-tYY2RlarghsdESx_xYmFhCxPEi4rp4hgcxtMO6l4EGr0p4ZzUcTuW7RSz4IdBszwi1BtAY7bc0tfy7kIYD5ky3-XEoORNNXp7cs32NRlQfgbxb_Wx0R5zln506bYZF5oTGnGUsUlKVm86c0The2a54fNQbxBJn/w399-h400/Ron%20Hicks.jpg" width="399" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ron Hicks<br /></td></tr></tbody></table></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> Les grandes sources de lumière du printemps</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">se sont ouvertes ce matin.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">les hirondelles éclatent </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">comme des larmes insoupsonnées</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">et s'évanouissent comme des cris de joie.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">Les rires des choses en rumeur,</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">je les sens au fond de mes orbites,</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">et voici les grosses larmes lentes du printemps,</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">les grands pétales spectraux dans la lumière douce</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">comme une main chargée de calme.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">Gabriel Roure</span></i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">"Feux de position"</span></i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">(extrait)</span></i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></i><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span> <br /></p>shghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16867753528836520756noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6356462289801591832.post-4511098338958972402022-05-08T14:40:00.004-07:002022-05-08T14:40:43.077-07:00<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><p style="text-align: center;"> </p><p style="text-align: center;">À CLAIRET </p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKJ5UAReCxwPlu1xlLORnVIqR7pfI2it28Gnkfqh3Sms_F0u9y91zH9xWDNJegTz3FVk1JAFh0W8x5xpMgc5q8mKJSvkbOSpsYZ4uKcMikwlknHYbxMqCtsPuv3W-tD0NNJdnDnhMAVUsTWrvFYeT-HUl4muIE7njWuMQ5X8k-9KlxyXbYNs-IYLKj/s872/aldo%20balding.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="872" data-original-width="705" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKJ5UAReCxwPlu1xlLORnVIqR7pfI2it28Gnkfqh3Sms_F0u9y91zH9xWDNJegTz3FVk1JAFh0W8x5xpMgc5q8mKJSvkbOSpsYZ4uKcMikwlknHYbxMqCtsPuv3W-tD0NNJdnDnhMAVUsTWrvFYeT-HUl4muIE7njWuMQ5X8k-9KlxyXbYNs-IYLKj/w324-h400/aldo%20balding.jpg" width="324" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Aldo Balding<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">Le choc de la lumière</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">Les portiques de l'air</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">Le soleil grelottant</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">Dieu doit s'ennuyer</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">Douces courbes</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">La brise les brise</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">Seins ou nuages?</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">Frimas et verglas</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">s'effeuillent dans les veines</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">Colonnes infinies</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">Je suis las d'être moi.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i>Gabriel Roure</i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i>"Feux de position</i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i>et autres poèmes"</i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i> </i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i> </i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i> </i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></i><br /></p>shghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16867753528836520756noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6356462289801591832.post-13740661465388057982022-05-03T05:01:00.002-07:002022-05-03T05:01:38.388-07:00<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><p style="text-align: center;"> </p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;">LE BATEAU IVRE (extrait 2) </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"> </p><p style="text-align: center;"> </p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-XQmRoqn6tHv_hAjK-hRE-uopLFQkn1oTRNyGOBh_MdlCeDIqZbf7gfp7L6CRRIEwf5uD1b8G7c64tTCiOK7dBHwF6OHPPlcyqnZjgDw9wdN3x-nXkN1henfMQquTYVpPLuWszjSwso4PYZb3t6kal0t4-NwSQYcv_YwoUaDTgvy8YQlA1H9Z-2jy/s944/john%20singer%20sargent.%20the%20tramp.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="944" data-original-width="720" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-XQmRoqn6tHv_hAjK-hRE-uopLFQkn1oTRNyGOBh_MdlCeDIqZbf7gfp7L6CRRIEwf5uD1b8G7c64tTCiOK7dBHwF6OHPPlcyqnZjgDw9wdN3x-nXkN1henfMQquTYVpPLuWszjSwso4PYZb3t6kal0t4-NwSQYcv_YwoUaDTgvy8YQlA1H9Z-2jy/w488-h640/john%20singer%20sargent.%20the%20tramp.jpg" width="488" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">John Singer Sargent (détail)<br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /> <p></p><p style="text-align: center;"> </p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">J'ai rêvé la nuit verte aux neiges éblouies</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">baiser montant aux yeux des mers avec lenteurs,</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">la circulation des sèves inouïes,</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">et l'éveil jaune et bleu des phosphores chanteurs!</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">Arthur Rimbaud</span></i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></i> </span></span><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>shghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16867753528836520756noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6356462289801591832.post-65085769967701890572022-05-03T05:01:00.000-07:002022-05-03T05:01:09.563-07:00<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><p style="text-align: center;"> </p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: medium;">LE BATEAU IVRE (extrait 1) </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2RAtjErSADOpsVaqUR-aOFn2rrhBVRHCqDltsrnzRVP-5fHT2OFoaoJ24h29otnFMrChlaxcwoYKES5gYIHQQ5O5Wjh4Um-xJzDJEUQZmmaWT-nIyWc76egJ77XozfJkd_VJ_nSt47pZ1LyeVuoTZa1F53X5DFjTB23tceNTD6sxvWKmkMd0Ljc-d/s1017/xxx.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1017" data-original-width="709" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2RAtjErSADOpsVaqUR-aOFn2rrhBVRHCqDltsrnzRVP-5fHT2OFoaoJ24h29otnFMrChlaxcwoYKES5gYIHQQ5O5Wjh4Um-xJzDJEUQZmmaWT-nIyWc76egJ77XozfJkd_VJ_nSt47pZ1LyeVuoTZa1F53X5DFjTB23tceNTD6sxvWKmkMd0Ljc-d/w446-h640/xxx.jpg" width="446" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ferdinand Hodler (détail)<br /></td></tr></tbody></table></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: medium;"></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: medium;"></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: medium;"></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">Je sais les cieux crevants en éclairs, et les trombes,</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">et les ressacs et les courants, je sais le soir,</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">l'Aube exaltée ainsi qu'un peuple de colombes,</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">et j'ai vu quelque fois ce que l'homme a cru voir.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">J'ai vu le soleil bas, taché d'horreurs mystiques,</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">illuminant de longs filaments violets</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">pareil à des acteurs de drames très antiques </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">des flots roulants au loin leurs frissons de volets!</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">Arthur Rimbaud</span></i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></i> </span></span><br /></p>shghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16867753528836520756noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6356462289801591832.post-15653639709272017412022-05-03T05:00:00.000-07:002022-05-03T05:00:12.070-07:00<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><p style="text-align: center;"> </p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: medium;">J'AI VU REVENIR LES CHOSES...</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlf1vCVXHlfPCyaPkB3goXPlXDyA3QMb2GTcs7dLjxOmk0jHjb1DPbIWLfExK5lIifpNT0TsgtvFD6ewXK4Kp97vL6f8zLbcLQFXkviayb_G1gO_gBh3EFWr08WMrQJXfjJSrRw6VgKADr2FZ3tLVDy1sjgGUEZrpszVelA_X8ukRc2BXAlaY5M1ut/s565/lucian%20freud.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="565" data-original-width="400" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlf1vCVXHlfPCyaPkB3goXPlXDyA3QMb2GTcs7dLjxOmk0jHjb1DPbIWLfExK5lIifpNT0TsgtvFD6ewXK4Kp97vL6f8zLbcLQFXkviayb_G1gO_gBh3EFWr08WMrQJXfjJSrRw6VgKADr2FZ3tLVDy1sjgGUEZrpszVelA_X8ukRc2BXAlaY5M1ut/w284-h400/lucian%20freud.jpg" width="284" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lucian Freud</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: medium;">J'ai vu revenir les choses de l'année dernière:</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: medium;">l'orage, le printemps et les lilas flétris,</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: medium;">et j'ai bu du vin blanc dans le noir presbytère.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Et mon âme est toujours terrible, douce et triste.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">Francis James</span></i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">"Le deuil des primevères"</span></i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></i> <br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span> <br /></p>shghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16867753528836520756noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6356462289801591832.post-84238833226615706522022-04-24T15:01:00.000-07:002022-04-24T15:01:19.175-07:00<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><p style="text-align: center;"> </p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">NUIT RHÉNANE</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvTJKX_zMgltt7whvuifRNreId7V7rSbXVRKR0O8Q8__w9SE7Qb8xeMECHQBlKwkIsVZrs2jGh2XElkG7Y8BYzy0c_hvTWXTf45lF3Qr2likNmqDv4mVyaBTZ6H8LxRIXjECDBrwT7DpMFx17XQbHjDWocirfClaupO3tT5M-0Fyw3x3GPam-BRbSY/s1151/Edward%20Burne%20Jones.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1151" data-original-width="654" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvTJKX_zMgltt7whvuifRNreId7V7rSbXVRKR0O8Q8__w9SE7Qb8xeMECHQBlKwkIsVZrs2jGh2XElkG7Y8BYzy0c_hvTWXTf45lF3Qr2likNmqDv4mVyaBTZ6H8LxRIXjECDBrwT7DpMFx17XQbHjDWocirfClaupO3tT5M-0Fyw3x3GPam-BRbSY/w365-h640/Edward%20Burne%20Jones.jpg" width="365" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Edward Burne Jones</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr></tbody></table></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">Mon verre est plein d'un vin trembleur</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">comme une flamme</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">Écoutez la chanson lente d'un batelier</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">qui raconte avoir vu sous la lune</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">sept femmes</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">tordre leurs cheveux verts et longs</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">jusqu'à leurs pieds</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">Debout chantez plus haut</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">en dansant une ronde</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">que je n'entende plus le chant du batelier</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">et mettez près de moi </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">toutes les filles blondes</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">au regard immobile, aux nattes repliées</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">Le Rhin, le Rhin est ivre </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">où les vignes se mirent</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">tout l'or du monde tombe en tremblant</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">s'y refléter</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">la voix chante toujours à en râle-mourir</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">ces filles aux cheveux verts</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">qui incantent l'été</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">Mon verre s'est brisé comme un éclat</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">de rire</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">Guillaume Apollinaire</span></i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">"Alcools" </span></i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></i><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span> <br /></p>shghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16867753528836520756noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6356462289801591832.post-41386440429361399862022-04-04T01:51:00.000-07:002022-04-04T01:51:58.484-07:00<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">LES EAUX DU PASSÉ</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgucf9UzjyLG8XlbsesZqAFiNi40FzZovyNSkj50MU7nk-MZXktxghWprbZw7HIfw6AGmzNSljA9Aqquz3Fe9BhiNZm7-i6s7KCaBqxKd0ensAwfd53Ybq3wZ5ORRHivIIBcy2dDJEhZGEW8DL7bd6-NKRQcXTus0ZWUJm_xnE6DJUGXGvYfUHIjqGD/s1167/Carol%20Peace.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1167" data-original-width="720" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgucf9UzjyLG8XlbsesZqAFiNi40FzZovyNSkj50MU7nk-MZXktxghWprbZw7HIfw6AGmzNSljA9Aqquz3Fe9BhiNZm7-i6s7KCaBqxKd0ensAwfd53Ybq3wZ5ORRHivIIBcy2dDJEhZGEW8DL7bd6-NKRQcXTus0ZWUJm_xnE6DJUGXGvYfUHIjqGD/w394-h640/Carol%20Peace.jpg" width="394" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"> Carol Peace <br /></td></tr></tbody></table></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">Navigant sur les eaux du passé</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">face au ciel aplati sur l'horizon mat</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">des jours piégés au creux des jours</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">Navigant sur les plaies du silence </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">dans une écume d'avenirs</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">éparpillés au vents</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">Portant aux lèvres ces embruns d'espoirs</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">avec leur goût de sels amers</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">Emporté vers ces ciels agrandis de vide</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">lieux-dits de dieux éteints depuis longtemps</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">J'ai habité des paysages où était ma place</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">sans qu'on puisse m'y rejoindre</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">et j'ai vécu la-bas </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">dans un temps sans mesure</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i> shg</i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i> </i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i> </i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i> </i><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span> <br /></p>shghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16867753528836520756noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6356462289801591832.post-34945423744410998792022-03-27T15:23:00.012-07:002022-03-27T15:25:52.048-07:00<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><p style="text-align: center;"> </p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">SILENCE</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"></span></span></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAz36sfbizwlD3Jc5Q3v-TVaCUpzk5dxfuQKbyeL7GaV1vAyfUIEYfUh9alV8TsFrvaiFJUiYMQ0wa2V6gExNLVrkqLzSgN_wPtYswDzrL0ip73gjM11TY3lE3AZrM8Os7yWZ3W58riWvqFaEnDzGlzspi6x_m6j4Q-B0mdUgntcC4hs27Zq3gzC20/s840/Malcom%20T%20Liepke.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="840" data-original-width="688" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAz36sfbizwlD3Jc5Q3v-TVaCUpzk5dxfuQKbyeL7GaV1vAyfUIEYfUh9alV8TsFrvaiFJUiYMQ0wa2V6gExNLVrkqLzSgN_wPtYswDzrL0ip73gjM11TY3lE3AZrM8Os7yWZ3W58riWvqFaEnDzGlzspi6x_m6j4Q-B0mdUgntcC4hs27Zq3gzC20/w525-h640/Malcom%20T%20Liepke.jpg" width="525" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Malcolm T. Liepke<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /> </span></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">Dans cette forme de silence où s'égoutte le temps</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">flotte entre les mots le goût d'amers espoirs.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">Le reflux des marées berce à l'ombre du jour</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">un chant de sirène qui ferait croire au rêve.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">Comme en attente dans la nuit attendrie</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">de ces rumeurs attachées au arbres indolents</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">que le vent agite pour faire peur aux vivants.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> <i> shg</i> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> <i>"Le miroir entrouvert"</i> <br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span> <br /></p>shghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16867753528836520756noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6356462289801591832.post-40811024520430174022022-03-20T09:51:00.000-07:002022-03-20T09:51:52.133-07:00<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><p style="text-align: center;"> </p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">LA VAGUE</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEimQcDdNqWuzmZEPqB6snQ4g6C8FDen8Me_JohfVPzqIllSn7E15Fq872I4rgTPj9Wh0NYfJslrMUP1zLOekeftZawTPWz-j4Mrafm7tKYNj9v4JTJ0-zu81Vg--ZvcA41QXHPmwJHGxob-K7BXezHdRhcXVg8Bb9K46grX4Bp5rexQAvCHfRrEiwzw=s600" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="473" height="544" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEimQcDdNqWuzmZEPqB6snQ4g6C8FDen8Me_JohfVPzqIllSn7E15Fq872I4rgTPj9Wh0NYfJslrMUP1zLOekeftZawTPWz-j4Mrafm7tKYNj9v4JTJ0-zu81Vg--ZvcA41QXHPmwJHGxob-K7BXezHdRhcXVg8Bb9K46grX4Bp5rexQAvCHfRrEiwzw=w428-h544" width="428" /></a></span></span></div><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">Si un jour suffisait </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">ma nuit l'emporterait</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">et la vague en retour</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">m'apporterait secours</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">Et le vent tairait</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">les mots distraits</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">que sont ceux de l'amour</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">Et le vent crierait</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">les mots cruels</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">que sont ceux ordinaires </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">de nos jours</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> <i>shg</i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i> </i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i> </i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i> </i> <br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"> </span></span> <br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"> </p>shghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16867753528836520756noreply@blogger.com