{"id":1292,"date":"2011-02-06T14:01:21","date_gmt":"2011-02-06T14:01:21","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/?p=1292"},"modified":"2011-03-23T12:48:02","modified_gmt":"2011-03-23T12:48:02","slug":"1849-6","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/2011\/02\/06\/1849-6\/","title":{"rendered":"La vie et son matin me disaient : Esp\u00e9rance ! \u2014 1849 (6)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>&#8211; Auguste Brizeux<\/strong> in <em>Revue de Lille (<\/em><em>1900<\/em>)<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"text-decoration: underline\">L\u2019arbre du Nord<\/span><\/p>\n<p>La vie et son matin me disaient\u00a0: Esp\u00e9rance\u00a0!<br \/>\nUne immense journ\u00e9e appara\u00eet devant toi\u00a0:<br \/>\nDans ton magique empire arrive, jeune roi\u00a0;<br \/>\nL\u2019oiseau chante, la fleur embaume, et c\u2019est en France\u00a0!<\/p>\n<p>Voici venu midi, morne, silencieux\u00a0;<br \/>\nL\u2019oiseau cache, endormi, sa t\u00eate sous son aile,<br \/>\nLa fleur tombe, \u00e9puis\u00e9e et l\u2019\u00e2me fait comme elle.<\/p>\n<p>Ranime ces langueurs, \u00f4 matin gracieux\u00a0!<br \/>\nQue rapide elle a fuit, la journ\u00e9e \u00e9ternelle\u00a0!<br \/>\nLa nuit tombe, un\u00a0long cr\u00eape enveloppe les cieux.<\/p>\n<p>Mais une autre, plus belle, \u00e0 l\u2019horizon commence,<br \/>\nElle vient, doucement, poindre aux yeux de la foi.<br \/>\nChantez, oiseaux du ciel\u00a0! fleurs d\u2019or, brillez sur moi\u00a0!<br \/>\nAh\u00a0! voici la journ\u00e9e invariable, immense.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Q1<\/strong> (abba) <strong>T1<\/strong> (cdd) <strong>T2<\/strong> (cdc) <strong>Q2<\/strong> (abba) \u2013 Tercets embrass\u00e9s dans les quatrains. <em>a.ch\u00a0: \u2018sonnet polaire\u2019<\/em>.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&#8211; Auguste Brizeux in Revue de Lille (1900) L\u2019arbre du Nord La vie et son matin me disaient\u00a0: Esp\u00e9rance\u00a0! Une immense journ\u00e9e appara\u00eet devant toi\u00a0: Dans ton magique empire arrive, jeune roi\u00a0; L\u2019oiseau chante, la fleur embaume, et c\u2019est en France\u00a0! Voici venu midi, morne, silencieux\u00a0; L\u2019oiseau cache, endormi, sa t\u00eate sous son aile, La &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/2011\/02\/06\/1849-6\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continuer la lecture de <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">La vie et son matin me disaient : Esp\u00e9rance ! \u2014 1849 (6)<\/span>  <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/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":[1357,1274],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1292","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-malh","category-qttq"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1292","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=1292"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1292\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":11155,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1292\/revisions\/11155"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1292"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1292"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1292"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}