{"id":4160,"date":"2011-02-11T05:39:44","date_gmt":"2011-02-11T05:39:44","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/?p=4160"},"modified":"2011-03-20T06:59:27","modified_gmt":"2011-03-20T06:59:27","slug":"1897-9","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/2011\/02\/11\/1897-9\/","title":{"rendered":"La lumi\u00e8re avait d\u00e9li\u00e9 les fleurs d&rsquo;entre les feuilles; \u2014 1897 (9)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&#8211;<strong> Robert de Souza<\/strong> <em>Sources vers le fleuve<\/em><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"text-decoration: underline\">La Lumi\u00e8re<br \/>\n<\/span><br \/>\nLa lumi\u00e8re avait d\u00e9li\u00e9 les fleurs d&rsquo;entre les feuilles;<br \/>\nLes feuilles tendaient\u00a0 leurs petites mains tendues<br \/>\nSuppliantes, au-devant des chenilles velues;<br \/>\nMais les ch\u00e8vres renouaient le tout en une touffe, d&rsquo;une faim qui cueille.<\/p>\n<p>Et les hommes ne sentaient point la vie, espoir et deuil,<br \/>\nLes songes dormaient des femmes \u00e9tendues nues<br \/>\nPar les gazons qui frisent, et font les chairs moussues,<br \/>\nPour, sans doute, que d&rsquo;humbles ombres rases cachent notre orgueil&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>Ni les \u00e2mes ne connaissent les grandes ailes,<br \/>\nNi les coeurs la volont\u00e9 de leurs appels,<br \/>\nSeules les bouches s&rsquo;ouvraient au plaisir d&rsquo;\u00eatre n\u00e9es;<\/p>\n<p>C&rsquo;\u00e9tait l&rsquo;attente vague des existences,<br \/>\nQui ne sentaient pas quand les aurait enfin cr\u00e9\u00e9es,<br \/>\nLa Lumi\u00e8re qui relie toutes choses- par qui l&rsquo;on pense.<\/p>\n<p>Q15 &#8211; T14 &#8211; banv &#8211; m.irr<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&#8211; Robert de Souza Sources vers le fleuve La Lumi\u00e8re La lumi\u00e8re avait d\u00e9li\u00e9 les fleurs d&rsquo;entre les feuilles; Les feuilles tendaient\u00a0 leurs petites mains tendues Suppliantes, au-devant des chenilles velues; Mais les ch\u00e8vres renouaient le tout en une touffe, d&rsquo;une faim qui cueille. Et les hommes ne sentaient point la vie, espoir et deuil, &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/2011\/02\/11\/1897-9\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continuer la lecture de <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">La lumi\u00e8re avait d\u00e9li\u00e9 les fleurs d&rsquo;entre les feuilles; \u2014 1897 (9)<\/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":[1357,1265,1280,1097,1118],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-4160","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-malh","category-banv","category-m-irr","category-q15","category-t14-ccd-ede"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4160","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=4160"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4160\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":10632,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4160\/revisions\/10632"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=4160"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=4160"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=4160"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}