{"id":366,"date":"2008-10-02T13:54:00","date_gmt":"2008-10-02T11:54:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.poesianne.net\/?p=366"},"modified":"2008-10-22T13:58:01","modified_gmt":"2008-10-22T11:58:01","slug":"afrique","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.poesianne.net\/?p=366","title":{"rendered":"Afrique"},"content":{"rendered":"

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AFRIQUE<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/span><\/span><\/strong>\u00a0<\/span><\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

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Le jour se l\u00e8ve, teint\u00e9 d\u2019ivoire<\/span><\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

Il emporte les senteurs du soir.<\/span><\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

Sur le ciel, comme un grimoire,<\/span><\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

Se dessinent tous les espoirs.<\/span><\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/span><\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

L\u2019aurore, \u00e9blouie de mille feux<\/span><\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

Sous le soleil, cligne des yeux.<\/span><\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

D\u2019un mouvement langoureux,<\/span><\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

Elle souffle la vie peu \u00e0 peu.<\/span><\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

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<\/span><\/strong>\"\"\u00a0<\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/span><\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

Soudain, rompant l\u2019attente<\/span><\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

Un cri d\u2019enfant sort de la tente.<\/span><\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

L\u2019Afrique a faim. C\u2019est la tourmente.<\/span><\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

Qu\u2019importe l\u2019oiseau qui chante.<\/span><\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/span><\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

Les dieux n\u2019ont rien laiss\u00e9.<\/span><\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

Qu\u2019un d\u00e9sert, qu\u2019un brasier.<\/span><\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

O\u00f9 les gorges assoiff\u00e9es,<\/span><\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

Cherchent l\u2019oasis, sans la trouver.<\/span><\/span><\/strong>\u00a0<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

\u00a0 AFRIQUE \u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0 Le jour se l\u00e8ve, teint\u00e9 d\u2019ivoire Il emporte les senteurs du soir. Sur le ciel, comme un grimoire, Se dessinent tous les espoirs. \u00a0 L\u2019aurore, \u00e9blouie de mille feux Sous le soleil, cligne des yeux. D\u2019un mouvement langoureux, Elle souffle la vie peu \u00e0 peu. \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 Soudain, rompant […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.poesianne.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/366"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.poesianne.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.poesianne.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.poesianne.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.poesianne.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=366"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"http:\/\/www.poesianne.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/366\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1024,"href":"http:\/\/www.poesianne.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/366\/revisions\/1024"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.poesianne.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=366"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.poesianne.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=366"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.poesianne.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=366"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}