{"id":451,"date":"2015-07-24T20:34:54","date_gmt":"2015-07-24T20:34:54","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/inspirationdesurvie.net\/blog\/?p=451"},"modified":"2015-10-08T10:24:31","modified_gmt":"2015-10-08T10:24:31","slug":"sonnet-a-la-callipyge-velocipede","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inspirationdesurvie.net\/blog\/sonnet-a-la-callipyge-velocipede\/","title":{"rendered":"Sonnet \u00e0 la callipyge v\u00e9locip\u00e8de"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/inspirationdesurvie.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/Bicycle_wheel_close-up.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-566\" src=\"https:\/\/inspirationdesurvie.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/Bicycle_wheel_close-up.jpg\" alt=\"Bicycle_wheel_(close-up)\" width=\"6000\" height=\"4000\" srcset=\"https:\/\/inspirationdesurvie.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/Bicycle_wheel_close-up.jpg 6000w, https:\/\/inspirationdesurvie.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/Bicycle_wheel_close-up-300x200.jpg 300w, https:\/\/inspirationdesurvie.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/Bicycle_wheel_close-up-1024x683.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/inspirationdesurvie.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/Bicycle_wheel_close-up-619x413.jpg 619w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 6000px) 100vw, 6000px\" \/><\/a>Voil\u00e0 l&rsquo;\u00e9t\u00e9 qui nous revient en vagues lentes.<br \/>\nSur les rues d\u00e9sert\u00e9es, l&rsquo;or mou du cr\u00e9puscule<br \/>\nCoule. Puis la cit\u00e9 doucement se bascule<br \/>\nDans la torpeur. Ixelles tombe, somnolente.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Pr\u00e8s des grands boulevards, une femme circule,<br \/>\nRoulant sur son v\u00e9lo dans la masse gueulante<br \/>\nDu trafic vesp\u00e9ral. Sa peau est ruisselante<br \/>\nDe sueur qui part du dos jusqu&rsquo;en bas de son cul.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Ses fesses qui se serrent lorsqu&rsquo;elle se cambre<br \/>\nPour vite repartir vers le bois de la Cambre<br \/>\nEnflamment les passants d&rsquo;une ivresse subite.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">La d\u00e9esse s&rsquo;en va dans un flash couleur d&rsquo;ambre.<br \/>\nC&rsquo;est le mariage ancien que les dieux nous remembrent<br \/>\nDe l&rsquo;allure d&rsquo;Herm\u00e8s aux atours d&rsquo;Aphrodite.<\/p>\n<p class=\"wp-flattr-button\"><a class=\"FlattrButton\" style=\"display:none;\" href=\"https:\/\/inspirationdesurvie.net\/blog\/sonnet-a-la-callipyge-velocipede\/\" title=\" Sonnet \u00e0 la callipyge v\u00e9locip\u00e8de\" rev=\"flattr;uid:Alexis_Ids;language:fr_FR;category:text;tags:Alexandrins,Callipyge,Cambre,\u00c9t\u00e9,Fesses,Ixelles,V\u00e9lo,blog;popout:0;button:compact;\">Voil\u00e0 l&rsquo;\u00e9t\u00e9 qui nous revient en vagues lentes. Sur les rues d\u00e9sert\u00e9es, l&rsquo;or mou du cr\u00e9puscule Coule. Puis la cit\u00e9 doucement se bascule Dans la torpeur. Ixelles tombe, somnolente. Pr\u00e8s...<\/a><\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Voil\u00e0 l&rsquo;\u00e9t\u00e9 qui nous revient en vagues lentes. Sur les rues d\u00e9sert\u00e9es, l&rsquo;or mou du cr\u00e9puscule Coule. Puis la cit\u00e9 doucement se bascule Dans la torpeur. Ixelles tombe, somnolente. Pr\u00e8s des grands boulevards, une femme circule, Roulant sur son v\u00e9lo dans la masse gueulante Du trafic vesp\u00e9ral. Sa peau est ruisselante De sueur qui part [&hellip;]<\/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":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[10],"tags":[13,217,213,148,216,214,215],"class_list":["post-451","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poesie","tag-alexandrins","tag-callipyge","tag-cambre","tag-ete","tag-fesses","tag-ixelles","tag-velo"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p4m3os-7h","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inspirationdesurvie.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/451","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=451"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/inspirationdesurvie.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/451\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":567,"href":"https:\/\/inspirationdesurvie.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/451\/revisions\/567"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inspirationdesurvie.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=451"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inspirationdesurvie.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=451"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inspirationdesurvie.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=451"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}