{"id":122,"date":"2012-05-03T11:59:53","date_gmt":"2012-05-03T11:59:53","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/inspirationdesurvie.net\/blog\/?p=122"},"modified":"2012-05-03T11:59:53","modified_gmt":"2012-05-03T11:59:53","slug":"sonnet-des-amours","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inspirationdesurvie.net\/blog\/sonnet-des-amours\/","title":{"rendered":"Sonnet des amours"},"content":{"rendered":"

Une alchimie complexe est \u00e0 l’\u0153uvre en moi-m\u00eame.
\nJe sens que mon \u00e2me se serre par \u00e0-coups,
\nDevenant carillon qui sonne de grands coups.
\nEn un mot comme en cent, je peux le dire\u00a0: j’aime.<\/p>\n

On a d\u00e9j\u00e0 tout dit sur ce sujet connu.
\nJe ne parlerai pas de ces amours banales
\nQui gonflent les livres de trames anormales.
\nMoi, je leur pr\u00e9f\u00e8re les sentiments diffus.<\/p>\n

Ceux-l\u00e0 qui explosent sans faire de bruits,
\nCeux qui un jour naissent, m\u00fbrissent comme un fruit
\nEt ne meurent jamais, renaissant sur leurs croix.<\/p>\n

Mon amour est ainsi\u00a0: un soleil impossible
\nDont les rayons touchent des dizaines de cibles.
\nLa plus proche a chaud, les autres n’ont pas froid.<\/p>\n

Une alchimie complexe est \u00e0 l’\u0153uvre en moi-m\u00eame. Je sens que mon \u00e2me se serre par \u00e0-coups, Devenant carillon qui sonne de grands coups. En un mot comme en cent,...<\/a><\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Une alchimie complexe est \u00e0 l’\u0153uvre en moi-m\u00eame. Je sens que mon \u00e2me se serre par \u00e0-coups, Devenant carillon qui sonne de grands coups. En un mot comme en cent, je peux le dire\u00a0: j’aime. On a d\u00e9j\u00e0 tout dit sur ce sujet connu. Je ne parlerai pas de ces amours banales Qui gonflent les […]<\/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","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[10],"tags":[13,59,60,58],"class_list":["post-122","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poesie","tag-alexandrins","tag-amour","tag-soleil","tag-sonnet"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p4m3os-1Y","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inspirationdesurvie.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/122","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/inspirationdesurvie.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/inspirationdesurvie.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inspirationdesurvie.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inspirationdesurvie.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=122"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/inspirationdesurvie.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/122\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":123,"href":"https:\/\/inspirationdesurvie.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/122\/revisions\/123"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inspirationdesurvie.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=122"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inspirationdesurvie.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=122"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inspirationdesurvie.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=122"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}