{"id":1938,"date":"2017-09-13T16:36:36","date_gmt":"2017-09-13T15:36:36","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/alainnialablog.com\/?p=1938"},"modified":"2017-09-13T16:36:36","modified_gmt":"2017-09-13T15:36:36","slug":"un-caillou-dans-la-poche-11","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/alainnialablog.com\/?p=1938","title":{"rendered":"UN CAILLOU DANS LA POCHE 11"},"content":{"rendered":"

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UN CAILLOU DANS LA POCHE 11<\/h1>\n

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Du calcaire que mon chemin a tendu, j’ai tir\u00e9 un b\u00e2ton de craie pour tenir aux vents pas toujours porteurs<\/p>\n

La pierre en se fendant\u00a0 a lib\u00e9r\u00e9 la r\u00e9sonance. L’oreille absolue s’est alors mise \u00e0 l’\u00e9coute. Loft pour loft, voile cargu\u00e9e.<\/p>\n

L’autre versant des Pyr\u00e9n\u00e9es, rouge d’un sang fratricide m’a donn\u00e9 \u00e0 choisir entre amour et haine. J’ai pr\u00e9f\u00e9r\u00e9 le Bleu \u00e0 toute autre teinte de circonstances. L’homme fait un tel g\u00e2chis de peinture \u00e0 l’\u00f4 que les maisons s’\u00e9boulent de s\u00e9cheresse.<\/p>\n

Dans le\u00a0 grain que meule le moulin \u00e0 huile, il y a la trace d’infinies douleurs marqu\u00e9es \u00e0 jamais au tronc de l’olivier. Depuis le chant de ses feuilles ne me parle qu’avec les mots de Vincent.<\/p>\n

Des maisons blanches, cabanes de mes p\u00eaches, je garde l’\u00e9motion vibrante des cordes de l’\u00e2tre ut\u00e9rin. Feu de cendres qu’un Ph\u00e9nix ventile. La voix rauque \u00e0 dresser le poil. Sensible comme le premier cri laiss\u00e9 aux rupestres vo\u00fbtes.<\/p>\n

J’irais casser les \u00e9tocs \u00e0 chant de sir\u00e8ne en di\u00e9sant l’encre paisible au jardin.<\/p>\n

Niala-Loisobleu – 13 Septembre 2017<\/p>\n

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Un Caillou dans la Poche 11<\/em><\/p>\n

2017 – Niala<\/em><\/p>\n

Acrylique et encre s\/Canson, encadr\u00e9 s\/verre 30×40<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

UN CAILLOU DANS LA POCHE 11 Du calcaire que mon chemin a tendu, j’ai tir\u00e9 un b\u00e2ton de craie pour tenir aux vents pas toujours porteurs La pierre en se fendant\u00a0 a lib\u00e9r\u00e9 la r\u00e9sonance. L’oreille absolue s’est alors mise \u00e0 l’\u00e9coute. Loft pour loft, voile cargu\u00e9e. L’autre versant des Pyr\u00e9n\u00e9es, rouge d’un sang fratricide … Lire la suite de UN CAILLOU DANS LA POCHE 11<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"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":[563079525,16442249,332070928,4036145],"tags":[31254,177,568620,154316,82171,211485491],"class_list":["post-1938","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-atelier-et-murmures","category-les-empreintes","category-mes-mots-peints","category-tableau-de-bord","tag-amour","tag-art","tag-arts-plastiques","tag-humanisme","tag-peinture","tag-poeesie"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p8rIPu-vg","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"amp_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/alainnialablog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1938","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/alainnialablog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/alainnialablog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/alainnialablog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/alainnialablog.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1938"}],"version-history":[{"count":25,"href":"https:\/\/alainnialablog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1938\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1997,"href":"https:\/\/alainnialablog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1938\/revisions\/1997"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/alainnialablog.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1938"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/alainnialablog.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1938"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/alainnialablog.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1938"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}