{"id":16178,"date":"2021-10-24T05:14:52","date_gmt":"2021-10-24T04:14:52","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/?p=16178"},"modified":"2021-10-24T05:14:52","modified_gmt":"2021-10-24T04:14:52","slug":"sortileges-et-fantasmes","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/?p=16178","title":{"rendered":"Sortil\u00e8ges et fantasmes"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Pour l&rsquo;Herbier de po\u00e9sies, <a href=\"https:\/\/imagesreves.blogspot.com\/\"><span style=\"color: #0000ff;\"><strong>ICI<\/strong><\/span>,<\/a> Adamante nous propose d&rsquo;\u00e9crire apr\u00e8s avoir lu ou \u00e9cout\u00e9 \u00ab\u00a0la sonate des trois messieurs\u00a0\u00bb de Jean Tardieu\u00a0 <a href=\"https:\/\/supawomanne-blog.tumblr.com\/post\/22856135394\/la-sonate-et-les-trois-messieurs-jean-tardieu\"><span style=\"color: #0000ff;\"><strong>ICI<\/strong> <\/span><\/a><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Le souvenir d&rsquo;une journ\u00e9e chaude se dissolvait lentement\u00a0 \u00e0 l&rsquo;horizon. Tandis qu&rsquo;au c\u0153ur d&rsquo;une aura indolente, la nuit \u00e9tendait langoureusement ses voiles opalescents. Son toucher vaporeux lissait inlassablement l&rsquo;eau du grand lac. Comme pour gommer\u00a0 un monologue parasite.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Friselis t\u00e9nus-<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Sur la vaste \u00e9tendue d&rsquo;eau<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Nocturne pour harpe<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">.<\/p>\n<p>Une impression \u00e9trange montait, ondulait pr\u00e8s de la surface. Le temps semblait se dilater extraordinairement comme un ballon pr\u00e8s d&rsquo;\u00e9clater. Puis se r\u00e9tractait jusqu&rsquo;au soupir\u00a0 rose th\u00e9 d&rsquo;une \u00e2me extasi\u00e9e.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Sur le piano \u00e0 queue<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">des cannes des roseaux<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">L\u00e9gende aquatique<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">.<\/p>\n<p>Arp\u00e8ges au go\u00fbt astral unis \u00e0 un sourire flottant.\u00a0 Voici qu&rsquo;\u00e0 fleur d&rsquo;eau ondoyait un visage inou\u00ef. Beau? Laid?\u00a0 D\u00e9concertant, c&rsquo;\u00e9tait certain. Des yeux immenses, tr\u00e8s allong\u00e9s vers les tempes. Le nez droit et court.\u00a0 La bouche? Ah cette bouche aux l\u00e8vres pleines, esquissant un sourire lascif, attirait et repoussait en m\u00eame temps.\u00a0 \u00c9tait-ce un triton? Un atlante? Un extraterrestre? Une chim\u00e8re n\u00e9e de cette heure entre chien et loup? La\u00a0 r\u00e9ponse mourut sous les palmes d&rsquo;un canard tapageur&#8230;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Avant-nuit marine-<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Sortil\u00e8ges et fantasmes<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Perdus corps et biens<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright size-large wp-image-16179\" src=\"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/10\/IMG_2779_v1-1024x768.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"1024\" height=\"768\" srcset=\"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/10\/IMG_2779_v1-1024x768.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/10\/IMG_2779_v1-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/10\/IMG_2779_v1-768x576.jpg 768w, https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/10\/IMG_2779_v1.jpg 1536w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>.<\/p>\n<p>MMR ( tous droits r\u00e9serv\u00e9s)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Pour l&rsquo;Herbier de po\u00e9sies, ICI, Adamante nous propose d&rsquo;\u00e9crire apr\u00e8s avoir lu ou \u00e9cout\u00e9 \u00ab\u00a0la sonate des trois messieurs\u00a0\u00bb de Jean Tardieu\u00a0 ICI &nbsp; Le souvenir d&rsquo;une journ\u00e9e chaude se dissolvait lentement\u00a0 \u00e0 l&rsquo;horizon. Tandis qu&rsquo;au c\u0153ur d&rsquo;une aura indolente, la nuit \u00e9tendait langoureusement ses voiles opalescents. Son toucher vaporeux lissait inlassablement l&rsquo;eau du grand [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[900],"tags":[915,1365,85,1366,432,1364,62],"class_list":["post-16178","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-lherbier-de-poesie","tag-canard","tag-fantasmes","tag-haibun","tag-nocturne","tag-nuit","tag-sortileges","tag-temps"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/16178","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=16178"}],"version-history":[{"count":9,"href":"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/16178\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":16190,"href":"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/16178\/revisions\/16190"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=16178"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=16178"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=16178"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}