{"id":3126,"date":"2024-05-05T22:51:17","date_gmt":"2024-05-05T20:51:17","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/vincentnesler.fr\/?p=97"},"modified":"2024-05-05T22:51:17","modified_gmt":"2024-05-05T20:51:17","slug":"montmorillon","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/deloin.fr\/typote\/montmorillon\/","title":{"rendered":"Montmorillon"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>J&rsquo;\u00e9tais dans une \u00e9glise, seul, je r\u00eavais.<br>Un chat entre les chaises se glissait.<br>Je sortai sur la place puis m&rsquo;arr\u00eatai,<br>Le soleil m&rsquo;aveugla, il \u00e9crasait la ville.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>La ville se penchait.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Je suis descendu jusqu&rsquo;\u00e0 la rivi\u00e8re,<br>Suivant une pente raide au milieu des maisons.<br>L\u00e0 il y avait un vieux pont de pierres<br>Sous lequel se baladaient des poissons.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>La ville se perdait.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Ses vo\u00fbtes se refl\u00e9taient dans l&rsquo;eau claire.<br>En baissant la t\u00eate je regardais le ciel,<br>Il y avait dedans des algues et des avions.<br>Pr\u00e8s de mes oreilles vrombissait un col\u00e9opt\u00e8re.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>La ville s&rsquo;\u00e9talait.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Il se posa sur le parapet massif.<br>Lui ne me voyait pas, il gravissait un mont.<br>Au fond de ma poche dormait un canif,<br>J&rsquo;h\u00e9sitais de graver sur la pierre mon nom.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>La ville s&rsquo;\u00e9vanouissait.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Ma vision se perdait au bout de la rivi\u00e8re,<br>Les belles maisons les pieds dans l&rsquo;eau.<br>Tout se perdit dans le flou, je voulais rester ici <br>Toujours, pos\u00e9 entre le ciel et l&rsquo;onde.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>La ville \u00e9tait.<br><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>J&rsquo;\u00e9tais dans une \u00e9glise &#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_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,"enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[56],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-3126","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poesies","entry"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/deloin.fr\/typote\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3126","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/deloin.fr\/typote\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/deloin.fr\/typote\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/deloin.fr\/typote\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/deloin.fr\/typote\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3126"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/deloin.fr\/typote\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3126\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/deloin.fr\/typote\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3126"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/deloin.fr\/typote\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3126"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/deloin.fr\/typote\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3126"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}