{"id":11611,"date":"2011-03-29T08:31:43","date_gmt":"2011-03-29T08:31:43","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/?p=11611"},"modified":"2011-03-29T08:32:11","modified_gmt":"2011-03-29T08:32:11","slug":"coda-65","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/2011\/03\/29\/coda-65\/","title":{"rendered":"coda 65 J’\u00e9tais un t\u00e9n\u00e9breux – mais tu m’as allum\u00e9"},"content":{"rendered":"

in Camille Abaclar<\/strong> Je suis le t\u00e9n\u00e9breux<\/em><\/p>\n

– Elisabeth Chamontin<\/strong> CONTRADICTIONS<\/p>\n

EL DESDI – MAIS CHADO<\/span><\/p>\n

J’\u00e9tais un t\u00e9n\u00e9breux – mais tu m’as allum\u00e9
\nPrince j’avais ma tour – tu me l’as d\u00e9molie
\nMon ciel resplendissait – tu l’as d\u00e9constell\u00e9
\nEt mon soleil brillait – il est plus noir que lie<\/p>\n

Je dormais au tombeau – tu m’as ressuscit\u00e9
\nRends-moi le Pausilippe – et je perds l’Italie
\nCette fleur me plaisait – mais mon coeur s’est fan\u00e9
\nLa treille rosissait – la rose s’est salie<\/p>\n

J’\u00e9tais comme l’Amour – je ressemble \u00e0 Biron
\nMon front vermeil luisait – un baiser le gangr\u00e8ne
\nDans la grotte on r\u00eavait – on se noie dans la Seine<\/p>\n

J’avais vaincu la mort – je plonge en l’Ach\u00e9ron
\nEurydice m’aimait – je suis veuf comme Orph\u00e9e
\nLa sainte soupirait – je fais hurler la f\u00e9e<\/p>\n

G\u00c9M\u00c9RARD DE NERM\u00c9VAL<\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00bb Il s’agit d’un incompatibilit\u00e9 un poil schizophr\u00e9nique entre h\u00e9mistiches de gauche et h\u00e9mistiches de droite, qui respectent (mais librement) les mots du po\u00e8me initial. A lire \u00e0 voix haute, les premiers d’une voix innocente et exalt\u00e9e, les seconds d’un ton s\u00e9v\u00e8re et pragmatique. \u00ab\u00a0<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

in Camille Abaclar Je suis le t\u00e9n\u00e9breux – Elisabeth Chamontin CONTRADICTIONS EL DESDI – MAIS CHADO J’\u00e9tais un t\u00e9n\u00e9breux – mais tu m’as allum\u00e9 Prince j’avais ma tour – tu me l’as d\u00e9molie Mon ciel resplendissait – tu l’as d\u00e9constell\u00e9 Et mon soleil brillait – il est plus noir que lie Je dormais au tombeau … Continuer la lecture de coda 65 J’\u00e9tais un t\u00e9n\u00e9breux – mais tu m’as allum\u00e9<\/span> →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":15,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-11611","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-non-classe"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11611","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/15"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=11611"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11611\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":11613,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11611\/revisions\/11613"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=11611"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=11611"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=11611"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}