{"id":202,"date":"2026-07-17T11:26:50","date_gmt":"2026-07-17T09:26:50","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/redeker.fr\/?p=202"},"modified":"2026-07-17T13:49:00","modified_gmt":"2026-07-17T11:49:00","slug":"18-avril-1979","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/redeker.fr\/?p=202","title":{"rendered":"18 avril 1979"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size wp-block-paragraph\">Quelques lignes du si\u00e8cle pass\u00e9, retrouv\u00e9es aujourd&rsquo;hui dans un carnet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-large-font-size wp-block-paragraph\">J&rsquo;\u00e9coute le vent au-dehors, l&rsquo;oreille ouverte la vie close, le vent qui r\u00e2le en un tendre mourir dans les ombres des arbres. J&rsquo;\u00e9coute le brame du vent de Gascogne! Vers midi, je suis sorti sentir la pluie sur les carreaux de mes lunettes. C&rsquo;\u00e9tait une de ces petites pluies fines, que d&rsquo;habitude on range, sans se laisser p\u00e9n\u00e9trer par elle, dans le tiroir-mot \u00e9tiquet\u00e9 <em>bruine<\/em>. <em>Bruine<\/em>, cela ressemble \u00e0 <em>brume<\/em>. J&rsquo;\u00e9tais venu m&#8217;embrumer l&rsquo;\u00e2me sous les embruns de la brume. Il bruinait sur ma vie et la brume bouchant la rue semblait boucher mon existence. Le temps avait bien suspendu son vol! Par la nostalgie mon coeur touchait l&rsquo;humide \u00e9ternit\u00e9. Quelques feuilles mortes demeur\u00e9es l\u00e0 depuis le dernier automne roulaient \u00e0 terre, affol\u00e9es et insens\u00e9es. Le vent&#8230;oh, le vent ! Epoumon\u00e9, le vent\u00a0souffle en mon \u00e2me, au lieu de sa monotone m\u00e9lop\u00e9e coutumi\u00e8re, un po\u00e8me de Francis Jammes \u2013 gardez-vous de prononcer \u00e0 l\u2019am\u00e9ricaine ce nom pour \u00e9viter que je vous gronde &#8211;\u00a0: \u00ab\u00a0Le vent triste\u00a0\u00bb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Quelques lignes du si\u00e8cle pass\u00e9, retrouv\u00e9es aujourd&rsquo;hui dans un carnet. &#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;. 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