{"id":1915,"date":"2012-01-05T23:54:01","date_gmt":"2012-01-05T22:54:01","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/lettresdurien.wordpress.com\/?p=1915"},"modified":"2012-01-05T23:54:01","modified_gmt":"2012-01-05T22:54:01","slug":"tempete-au-verso","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/blog\/2012\/01\/05\/tempete-au-verso\/","title":{"rendered":"Temp\u00eate au verso"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align:center\">Et si l\u2019on fait naufrage<br \/>\nA deux cord\u00e9es du quai<br \/>\nQue l\u2019on ne voit jamais<br \/>\nLa fin de ce voyage<br \/>\nCar l\u2019ancre \u00e0 ces nuages<br \/>\nAux vagues n\u2019a d\u00e9fait<br \/>\nLa bite d\u2019amarrage<br \/>\nEt le m\u00e2t de l\u2019\u00e9tai<br \/>\nPeut-\u00eatre brilles-tu<br \/>\nAilleurs que dans les \u00e2ges<br \/>\nO\u00f9 nos mots s\u2019\u00e9taient tus<br \/>\nDe nos enfantillages<br \/>\nSur des orients d\u00e9\u00e7us<br \/>\nPeut-\u00eatre qu\u2019aux corps sages<br \/>\nNos mains nous le taisaient<br \/>\nQue le bruit de l\u2019orage<br \/>\nA l\u2019anse nous jetait<br \/>\nEt que sur le rivage<br \/>\nL\u2019opprobe aux non-crues<br \/>\nNous prenait en otage<br \/>\nPlus qu\u2019il n\u2019aurait fallu<br \/>\nAlors si le mouillage<br \/>\nPerd de cette vertu<br \/>\nCrois-tu qu\u2019\u00e0 notre image<br \/>\nSe colleront nos jeux<br \/>\nNot\u00e9s en bas de page<br \/>\nEt color\u00e9s en bleu<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Et si l\u2019on fait naufrage A deux cord\u00e9es du quai Que l\u2019on ne voit jamais La fin de ce voyage Car l\u2019ancre \u00e0 ces nuages Aux vagues n\u2019a d\u00e9fait La bite d\u2019amarrage Et le m\u00e2t de l\u2019\u00e9tai Peut-\u00eatre brilles-tu Ailleurs que dans les \u00e2ges O\u00f9 nos mots s\u2019\u00e9taient tus De nos enfantillages Sur des orients [&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,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_feature_clip_id":0,"_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},"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[4],"tags":[26,11,28],"class_list":["post-1915","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poesies","tag-distraction","tag-metres","tag-tourbillonne"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p4SHRd-uT","jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1915","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=1915"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1915\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1915"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1915"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1915"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}