{"id":48,"date":"2007-05-02T23:02:43","date_gmt":"2007-05-02T22:02:43","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/lettresdurien.wordpress.com\/2007\/05\/02\/48\/"},"modified":"2007-05-02T23:02:43","modified_gmt":"2007-05-02T22:02:43","slug":"48","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/blog\/2007\/05\/02\/48\/","title":{"rendered":"Quand ton vent \u00e0 mes l\u00e8vres&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align:center\"><em>Comme musique, le bruissement perp\u00e9tuel<\/em><em><br \/>\n<\/em><em> De la soie froiss\u00e9e<\/em><em><br \/>\n<\/em><em> Et des dentelles \u00e0 tes cils<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em> <\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align:center\"><em>&#8230;indicible&#8230;<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em> <\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align:center\"><em>Sur l&rsquo;\u00e9paule nue, une bretelle<\/em><em><br \/>\n<\/em><em> Qui se laisse glisser&#8230;<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em> <\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align:center\"><em>Chute m\u00e9lodique, renversement continuel<\/em><em><br \/>\n<\/em><em> De ta lune de papier<\/em><em><br \/>\n<\/em><em> De ces ficelles futiles<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em> <\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align:center\"><em>&#8230;effil\u00e9es &#8230;<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em> <\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align:center\"><em>Sur la gr\u00e8ve de tes prunes<\/em><em><br \/>\n<\/em><em> Qui se laissent dresser&#8230;<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em> <\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align:center\"><em>et tu la d\u00e9couvres comme l&rsquo;orage se retire<\/em><em><br \/>\n<\/em><em> en effleurements, sur un ballet soupirs&#8230;<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em> <\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align:center\"><em>comme les voiles affleurent ta mer<\/em><em><br \/>\n<\/em><em> comme ce souffle enl\u00e8ve l&rsquo;amer<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em> <\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align:center\"><em>\u00e0 l&rsquo;horizon&#8230; 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Tilou<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Comme musique, le bruissement perp\u00e9tuel De la soie froiss\u00e9e Et des dentelles \u00e0 tes cils &#8230;indicible&#8230; Sur l&rsquo;\u00e9paule nue, une bretelle Qui se laisse glisser&#8230; Chute m\u00e9lodique, renversement continuel De ta lune de papier De ces ficelles futiles &#8230;effil\u00e9es &#8230; Sur la gr\u00e8ve de tes prunes Qui se laissent dresser&#8230; et tu la d\u00e9couvres comme [&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_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},"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[3,4],"tags":[101,5],"class_list":["post-48","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-melanges","category-poesies","tag-duos","tag-vers-libres"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/s4SHRd-48","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/48","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=48"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/48\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=48"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=48"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=48"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}