03/03/2014
ça rime... sans ramer
Réconciliation avec les rimes, quand elles sont bonnes. Ce matin j'ai écouté chanter un poème d'Alice de Chambrier, une contemporaine de George Sand, plus jeune de quelques années peut-être. la fin de son poème (vous le trouverez intégral, avec le lien en bas) :
"Jeux naïfs de l’enfance !… Il se peut qu’on en rie !
Mais j’aime l’infini, j’aime la rêverie
Qui mêle au terre à terre un peu de merveilleux ;
J’aime à quitter souvent l’existence réelle,
Fût-ce, comme autrefois, pour suivre une nacelle
Qui vacille et se perd sur le flot onduleux."
Alice de Chambrier
Intégral : http://fr.wikisource.org/wiki/Plaisir_d%E2%80%99enfant
Là-dessus, si l'on veut encore pouvoir rêver ou même compter nous avons besoin d'un solide oreiller de croûte terrestre sous nos pieds ; tête sous les nuages et autres ciels ou visage face à l'ordinateur, il faut savoir de toutes façons :
"In cutting down the rainforests, we're not only destroying the air we breathe, we're destroying the most ecologically diverse place on the planet: 17,000 species of trees1200 species of birds and over 3,000 different kinds of fruit. we're destroying the most ecologically diverse place on the planet: 17,000 species of trees 1,200 species of birds and over 3,000 different kinds of fruit. In fact, more than half of the world's estimated 10 million species of plants, animals and insects live in the Amazon rainforest. Did you know that on one tree, there was found to be more than fifty different species of ants! On my last trip to the Amazon, I was lucky enough to meet an old medicine man from a local forest tribe.
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22/01/2014
"je n'ai jamais peur avec vous" Us two by A. A. Milne
There's always Pooh and Me.
Whatever I do, he wants to do,
"Where are you going today?" says Pooh:
"Well, that's very odd 'cos I was too.
Let's go together," says Pooh, says he.
"Let's go together," says Pooh.
"What's twice eleven?" I said to Pooh.
("Twice what?" said Pooh to Me.)
"I think it ought to be twenty-two."
"Just what I think myself," said Pooh.
"It wasn't an easy sum to do,
But that's what it is," said Pooh, said he.
"That's what it is," said Pooh.
"Let's look for dragons," I said to Pooh.
"Yes, let's," said Pooh to Me.
We crossed the river and found a few-
"Yes, those are dragons all right," said Pooh.
"As soon as I saw their beaks I knew.
That's what they are," said Pooh, said he.
"That's what they are," said Pooh.
"Let's frighten the dragons," I said to Pooh.
"That's right," said Pooh to Me.
"I'm not afraid," I said to Pooh,
And I held his paw and I shouted "Shoo!
Silly old dragons!"- and off they flew.
"I wasn't afraid," said Pooh, said he,
"I'm never afraid with you."
So wherever I am, there's always Pooh,
There's always Pooh and Me.
"What would I do?" I said to Pooh,
"If it wasn't for you," and Pooh said: "True,
It isn't much fun for One, but Two,
Can stick together, says Pooh, says he. "That's how it is," says Pooh.
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08/12/2013
Extrait de poème
"Les iconoclastes aux mains rouges de sang
Les essuient discrètement sur des tableaux de Soulages
Les aveugles impénitents parasites du désordre structuré
Palpent en toute impunité les fessiers lascivement abandonnés.
Tous saoul de l’ivresse émerveillée de leur intelligence.
Soudain passe haut un lumineux soleil de printemps.
Les nains restent fièrement dans leur ombre
Auréolés de fausses certitudes de suprématie
Au-delà des contingences de la vie ordinaire"
Intégral : http://rivaluigi.hautetfort.com/
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