{"id":2647,"date":"2011-02-08T14:32:34","date_gmt":"2011-02-08T14:32:34","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/?p=2647"},"modified":"2011-02-27T09:32:32","modified_gmt":"2011-02-27T09:32:32","slug":"1876-15","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/2011\/02\/08\/1876-15\/","title":{"rendered":"L\u2019homme pleure, il se tord comme un ver. Ses pensers \u2014 1876 (15)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&#8211; <strong>Emile Goudeau<\/strong> in <em>La R\u00e9publique des Lettres<\/em><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"text-decoration: underline\">Les astres<br \/>\n<\/span><br \/>\nL\u2019homme pleure, il se tord comme un ver. Ses pensers<br \/>\nSoufflent sur ses amours l\u2019horreur des vents glac\u00e9s,<br \/>\nEt poussent loin de lui ses r\u00eaves tr\u00e9pass\u00e9s,<br \/>\nFeuilles mortes avec ses v\u0153ux inexauc\u00e9s.<\/p>\n<p>Tandis qu\u2019au fond des cieux, au fond de l\u2019altitude<br \/>\nDes cieux\u00a0! les astres blancs et froids, sans lassiude<br \/>\nA force d\u2019\u00eatre loin au sein de la nuit rude,<br \/>\nGarderont, au-dessus des maux, leur qui\u00e9tude.<\/p>\n<p>Telles les femmes, Sphinx aux fronts myst\u00e9rieux,<br \/>\nImmobiles, ouvrant de grands yeux s\u00e9rieux,<br \/>\nVoient mourir \u00e0 leurs pieds les jeunes et les vieux\u00a0!<\/p>\n<p>Oh\u00a0! ne pouvoir monter\u00a0! monter\u00a0! Non\u00a0: les pilastres<br \/>\nC\u00e9lestes ont croul\u00e9 sous les anciens d\u00e9sastres \u2026<br \/>\nMaudits\u00a0! soyez maudits, inapaisables astres\u00a0!<\/p>\n<p><strong>A4B4C3D3<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&#8211; Emile Goudeau in La R\u00e9publique des Lettres Les astres L\u2019homme pleure, il se tord comme un ver. Ses pensers Soufflent sur ses amours l\u2019horreur des vents glac\u00e9s, Et poussent loin de lui ses r\u00eaves tr\u00e9pass\u00e9s, Feuilles mortes avec ses v\u0153ux inexauc\u00e9s. Tandis qu\u2019au fond des cieux, au fond de l\u2019altitude Des cieux\u00a0! les astres &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/2011\/02\/08\/1876-15\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continuer la lecture de <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">L\u2019homme pleure, il se tord comme un ver. Ses pensers \u2014 1876 (15)<\/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":[1267],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2647","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-a4b4c3d3"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2647","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=2647"}],"version-history":[{"count":7,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2647\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":9339,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2647\/revisions\/9339"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2647"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2647"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2647"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}