{"id":12479,"date":"2012-03-05T05:25:05","date_gmt":"2012-03-05T04:25:05","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/libelul.com\/?p=12479"},"modified":"2012-03-04T22:13:47","modified_gmt":"2012-03-04T21:13:47","slug":"le-nuage-interieur","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/?p=12479","title":{"rendered":"Le nuage int\u00e9rieur."},"content":{"rendered":"

Moi j’aime les nuages et leurs contradictions.<\/p>\n

De nimbus et cumulus paisibles et l\u00e9gers,
\nCapables de si terribles temp\u00eates et tourments.<\/p>\n

Profiter du soleil en plein \u00e9t\u00e9,\u00a0 mais esp\u00e9rer,
\nEn voir un ou deux passer, et les voir se transformer au gr\u00e8s du vent.<\/p>\n

Tenter de deviner ce que cache cette forme figurative,
\nLaisser mon imagination suivre son mouvement.<\/p>\n

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Nimbus II by Berndnaut Smilde<\/a><\/p>\n

Et j’avoue qu’ils commencent \u00e0 me manquer,
\nTellement que je mets \u00e0 r\u00eaver d’en voir un ou deux dans ma maison.<\/p>\n

Et vous, les nuages vous inspirent-ils autant qu’\u00e0 moi ?<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"\"\"<\/a>

Moi j’aime les nuages et leurs contradictions. De nimbus et cumulus paisibles et l\u00e9gers, Capables de si terribles temp\u00eates et tourments. Profiter du soleil en plein \u00e9t\u00e9,\u00a0 mais esp\u00e9rer, En voir un ou deux passer, et les voir se transformer au gr\u00e8s du vent. Tenter de deviner ce que cache cette forme figurative, Laisser mon […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_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","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2},"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[38,217],"tags":[102,396],"class_list":["post-12479","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-mes-humeurs-et-concours","category-la-maison","tag-art","tag-pensees"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/posPp-3fh","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12479","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=12479"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12479\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=12479"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=12479"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=12479"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}