{"id":1024,"date":"2014-05-22T23:37:53","date_gmt":"2014-05-22T22:37:53","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/grandissons.org\/?p=1024"},"modified":"2014-05-23T21:08:56","modified_gmt":"2014-05-23T20:08:56","slug":"naissance-poeme","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/grandissons.org\/?p=1024","title":{"rendered":"Naissance (po\u00e8me)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p align=\"center\">Transport\u00e9e dans les limbes<br \/>\nTransperc\u00e9e de fils blancs<br \/>\nEmport\u00e9e sans \u00e9lan<br \/>\nLe silence me nimbe<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\">Ni le temps ni l\u2019espace<br \/>\nN\u2019effleurent mon corps nu<br \/>\nUn fil de vie t\u00e9nu<br \/>\nMe cisaille et m\u2019enlace<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\">Chaque vague est profonde<br \/>\nJe ne suis plus en moi<br \/>\nTourbillons et \u00e9moi<br \/>\nBalanc\u00e9e dans les ondes<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\">Mais mon souffle me porte<br \/>\nSur mes pens\u00e9es ancr\u00e9es<br \/>\nAu c\u0153ur du temps sacr\u00e9<br \/>\nDont j\u2019effleure la porte<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\">S\u2019ouvre \u00e0 moi l\u2019infini<br \/>\nEt j\u2019y heurte mon \u00e2me<br \/>\nLa souffrance m\u2019enflamme<br \/>\nMort et vie se renient<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\">Et soudain tout s\u2019apaise<br \/>\nJe retombe en moi-m\u00eame<br \/>\nSous l\u2019inconnu supr\u00eame<br \/>\nD\u2019une vive fournaise<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\">L\u2019int\u00e9rieur de mon corps<br \/>\nD\u00e9pos\u00e9 sur mon sein<br \/>\nRond et doux \u00e0 dessein<br \/>\nPara\u00eet l\u2019Amour fait or<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\">Je ne suis que douleur<br \/>\nEt toi toute douceur<br \/>\nMais ton c\u0153ur dans mon c\u0153ur<br \/>\nBat l\u2019infini bonheur<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\">Estelia Brust, <i>\u00c9laitgie, 2012<\/i><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Transport\u00e9e dans les limbes Transperc\u00e9e de fils blancs Emport\u00e9e sans \u00e9lan Le silence me nimbe Ni le temps ni l\u2019espace N\u2019effleurent mon corps nu Un fil de vie t\u00e9nu Me cisaille et m\u2019enlace Chaque vague est profonde Je ne suis plus en moi Tourbillons et \u00e9moi Balanc\u00e9e dans les ondes Mais mon souffle me porte &#8230;<span class=\"read-more\"><a href=\"https:\/\/grandissons.org\/?p=1024\">>>Read more<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[66],"tags":[68,69],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/grandissons.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1024"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/grandissons.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/grandissons.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/grandissons.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/grandissons.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1024"}],"version-history":[{"count":16,"href":"https:\/\/grandissons.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1024\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1041,"href":"https:\/\/grandissons.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1024\/revisions\/1041"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/grandissons.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1024"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/grandissons.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1024"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/grandissons.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1024"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}