{"id":110,"date":"2006-12-12T10:07:01","date_gmt":"2006-12-12T09:07:01","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/lettresdurien.wordpress.com\/?p=110"},"modified":"2013-03-19T02:39:28","modified_gmt":"2013-03-19T01:39:28","slug":"la-promesse-de-rien","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/blog\/2006\/12\/12\/la-promesse-de-rien\/","title":{"rendered":"La promesse de rien"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align:center\">Tu m\u2019avais rien promis,<br \/>\nEt moi non plus aussi :<br \/>\nLa promesse de rien,<br \/>\nL\u2019envie de l\u2019infini ;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align:center\">S\u2019aimer, s\u2019unir, s\u2019ha\u00efr :<br \/>\nNon. Simplement venir,<br \/>\nDonner et puis partir :<br \/>\nOui. Et puis revenir ;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align:center\">Je t\u2019avais rien promis,<br \/>\nEt toi non plus aussi :<br \/>\nL\u2019envie de presque rien,<br \/>\nPromesse d\u2019infini ;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align:center\">A quoi servent les v\u0153ux,<br \/>\nQuand ils sont si fragiles,<br \/>\nAutant rester f\u00e9brile :<br \/>\nL\u2019\u00e9ph\u00e9m\u00e8re est bien mieux ;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align:center\">On s\u2019\u00e9tait rien promis,<br \/>\nEt c\u2019\u00e9tait bien ainsi :<br \/>\nJuste faire de ce rien<br \/>\nLa promesse de sa vie.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Tu m\u2019avais rien promis, Et moi non plus aussi : La promesse de rien, L\u2019envie de l\u2019infini ; S\u2019aimer, s\u2019unir, s\u2019ha\u00efr : Non. Simplement venir, Donner et puis partir : Oui. Et puis revenir ; Je t\u2019avais rien promis, Et toi non plus aussi : L\u2019envie de presque rien, Promesse d\u2019infini ; A quoi servent [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_exactmetrics_skip_tracking":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_active":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_note":"","_exactmetrics_sitenote_category":0,"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[79,4],"tags":[7],"class_list":["post-110","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-fdr","category-poesies","tag-la-fille-du-rien"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p4SHRd-1M","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/110","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=110"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/110\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2073,"href":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/110\/revisions\/2073"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=110"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=110"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=110"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}