{"id":3488,"date":"2016-04-20T19:39:35","date_gmt":"2016-04-20T18:39:35","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.moyenagepassion.com\/?p=3488"},"modified":"2020-10-05T01:35:10","modified_gmt":"2020-10-05T00:35:10","slug":"atelier-oeil-des-siecles-aux-chateaux-et-au-doux-murmure-de-leurs-pierres","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.moyenagepassion.com\/index.php\/2016\/04\/20\/atelier-oeil-des-siecles-aux-chateaux-et-au-doux-murmure-de-leurs-pierres\/","title":{"rendered":"Oeil des si\u00e8cles, quelques vers aux ch\u00e2teaux et au doux murmure de leurs pierres"},"content":{"rendered":"<div id=\"moyen-2886662117\" class=\"moyen-before-content moyen-entity-placement\"><script async src=\"\/\/pagead2.googlesyndication.com\/pagead\/js\/adsbygoogle.js?client=ca-pub-3035390706780632\" crossorigin=\"anonymous\"><\/script><ins class=\"adsbygoogle\" style=\"display:block;\" data-ad-client=\"ca-pub-3035390706780632\" \ndata-ad-slot=\"\" \ndata-ad-format=\"auto\"><\/ins>\n<script> \n(adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({}); \n<\/script>\n<\/div><figure id=\"attachment_32026\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-32026\" style=\"width: 700px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.moyenagepassion.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/04\/oeil_du_siecle_chateaux_monde_medieval_atelier_ecriture.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image-32026 size-full\" src=\"https:\/\/www.moyenagepassion.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/04\/oeil_du_siecle_chateaux_monde_medieval_atelier_ecriture-s.jpg\" alt=\"Art digital inspir\u00e9 des ruines du ch\u00e2teau d'Ogrodzieniec, Pologne\" width=\"700\" height=\"394\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.moyenagepassion.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/04\/oeil_du_siecle_chateaux_monde_medieval_atelier_ecriture-s.jpg 700w, https:\/\/www.moyenagepassion.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/04\/oeil_du_siecle_chateaux_monde_medieval_atelier_ecriture-s-300x169.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 700px) 100vw, 700px\" \/><\/a><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-32026\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Art digital inspir\u00e9 des ruines du ch\u00e2teau d&rsquo;Ogrodzieniec, Pologne<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>Bonjour \u00e0 tous bonne gens,<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-full wp-image-59\" src=\"https:\/\/www.moyenagepassion.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/12\/A_lettrine_moyen_age_passion.jpg\" alt=\"A_lettrine_moyen_age_passion\" width=\"84\" height=\"103\" \/>ujourd&rsquo;hui, j&rsquo;avais envie de d\u00e9dier quelques vers aux ch\u00e2teaux, d&rsquo;ici ou ailleurs. Je n&rsquo;aurais pas l&rsquo;arrogance de nommer cela po\u00e9sie. Faire de la po\u00e9sie, c&rsquo;est comme se pr\u00e9tendre \u00ab\u00a0artiste\u00a0\u00bb, c&rsquo;est une d\u00e9finition que seuls les autres peuvent donner, qu&rsquo;il me suffise d\u00e9j\u00e0 d&rsquo;avoir l&rsquo;outrecuidance de \u00a0publier ces quelques lignes&#8230;<\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<h2 style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Oeil des Si\u00e8cles<\/strong><\/h2>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: #008000;\"><strong><em>Coquilles d&rsquo;escargot en spirale indolente,<\/em><\/strong><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #008000;\"><strong><em> Qui gravissent les cieux jusqu&rsquo;\u00e0 tes dents de pierre<\/em><\/strong><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #008000;\"><strong><em> Tandis que l&rsquo;eau se mire dans tes hauteurs lierres<\/em><\/strong><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #008000;\"><strong><em> Tes tours tremblent encore d&rsquo;\u00e9motion retenue<\/em><\/strong><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #008000;\"><strong><em> Au souvenir des temps o\u00f9 l&rsquo;on donnait le cor<\/em><\/strong><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #008000;\"><strong><em> A l&rsquo;assaut de tes murs, \u00e0 l&rsquo;assaut de tes rues<\/em><\/strong><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #008000;\"><strong><em> D&rsquo;\u00e9motion contenue, tes tours tremblent encore.<\/em><\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: #008000;\"><strong><em>Et s&rsquo;ils te disent ruines, O v\u00e9n\u00e9rable ancien,<\/em><\/strong><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #008000;\"><strong><em> Le port encore bien droit dedans ta robe alti\u00e8re,<\/em><\/strong><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #008000;\"><strong><em> Digne comme un promis que l&rsquo;on m\u00e8ne \u00e0 sa belle<\/em><\/strong><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #008000;\"><strong><em> A peine effac\u00e9, le souvenir revient<\/em><\/strong><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #008000;\"><strong><em> Des jours o\u00f9 face aux osts, tu te tenais rebelle.<\/em><\/strong><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #008000;\"><strong><em> Tous alors, fols ou rois, redoutaient le courroux<\/em><\/strong><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #008000;\"><strong><em> De tes remparts grondants d&rsquo;une rage tonnerre.<\/em><\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: #008000;\"><strong><em>Et cette tour qui penche comme une cicatrice,<\/em><\/strong><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #008000;\"><strong><em> A \u00a0l&rsquo;Est de ta ronde, du c\u00f4t\u00e9 du levant,<\/em><\/strong><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #008000;\"><strong><em> Insigne de \u00a0victoire dans ta chair pierraille<\/em><\/strong><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #008000;\"><strong><em> A \u00a0la beaut\u00e9 \u00e9trange des blessures referm\u00e9es<\/em><\/strong><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #008000;\"><strong><em> Et des marques guerri\u00e8res, au large des batailles,<\/em><\/strong><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #008000;\"><strong><em> Tes ennemis d&rsquo;alors ? \u00a0Poussi\u00e8re au lit du temps<\/em><\/strong><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #008000;\"><strong><em> Leur ambition d\u00e9chue en r\u00e9gal aux chim\u00e8res.<\/em><\/strong><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #008000;\"><strong><em> Mais toi, oeil des si\u00e8cles, vieil ami, vieux complice,<\/em><\/strong><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #008000;\"><strong><em> Tu te tiens encore l\u00e0, debout, vibrant et fier.<\/em><\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: #008000;\"><strong><em>Et dans l&rsquo;eau \u00a0qui \u00a0se p\u00e2me aux \u00a0langueurs c\u00e9lestes<\/em><\/strong><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #008000;\"><strong><em> De tes murailles borgnes aux longs doigts effil\u00e9s<\/em><\/strong><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #008000;\"><strong><em> Raisonnent encore les luths, les vi\u00e8les et les gestes<\/em><\/strong><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #008000;\"><strong><em> Des jongleurs en liesse venus te c\u00e9l\u00e9brer.<\/em><\/strong><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #008000;\"><strong><em> Trouv\u00e8res, montreurs d&rsquo;ours et belles damoiselles,<\/em><\/strong><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #008000;\"><strong><em> Dames \u00e0 la coiffure plus haute qu&rsquo;un donjon,<\/em><\/strong><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #008000;\"><strong><em> Vendeurs ambulants qui vantent leurs chiffons,<\/em><\/strong><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #008000;\"><strong><em> Seigneurs, manants, vilains, en f\u00eate tout autour,<\/em><\/strong><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #008000;\"><strong><em> A la gloire de tes faits, au soleil de tes jours.<\/em><\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: #008000;\"><strong><em>Et de ton pont-levis dont il ne reste rien,<\/em><\/strong><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #008000;\"><strong><em> Pas plus que de ta grille m\u00e2chur\u00e9e de ferraille,<\/em><\/strong><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #008000;\"><strong><em> Moi je sais bien, vieux fr\u00e8re, que c&rsquo;est coquetterie.<\/em><\/strong><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #008000;\"><strong><em> Du sage un peu railleur \u00e0 la barbe grisaille.<\/em><\/strong><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #008000;\"><strong><em> Au jour qui les perce, ces ouvertures qui baillent<\/em><\/strong><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #008000;\"><strong><em> Sont comme le sourire \u00e9dent\u00e9 de l&rsquo;ancien,<\/em><\/strong><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #008000;\"><strong><em> Des ridules de joie autour de ses yeux gris,<\/em><\/strong><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #008000;\"><strong><em>Et qui se rie de nous, nous qui ne savons rien.<\/em><\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<p>Une bien belle journ\u00e9e \u00e0 tous sur les terres de monde o\u00f9 l&rsquo;on parle le Fran\u00e7ou\u00e9s.<\/p>\n<p>Fr\u00e9d\u00e9ric EFFE<br \/>\nPour moyenagepassion.com<br \/>\n<strong><em><q>\u00ab\u00a0L\u2019ardente passion, que nul frein ne retient, poursuit ce qu\u2019elle veut et non ce qui convient.\u00a0\u00bb\u00a0<\/q>Publilius Syrus\u00a0\u00a0I<sup>er<\/sup> s. av. J.-C<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Bonjour \u00e0 tous bonne gens, ujourd&rsquo;hui, j&rsquo;avais envie de d\u00e9dier quelques vers aux ch\u00e2teaux, d&rsquo;ici ou ailleurs. Je n&rsquo;aurais pas l&rsquo;arrogance de nommer cela po\u00e9sie. Faire de la po\u00e9sie, c&rsquo;est comme se pr\u00e9tendre \u00ab\u00a0artiste\u00a0\u00bb, c&rsquo;est une d\u00e9finition que seuls les autres peuvent donner, qu&rsquo;il me suffise d\u00e9j\u00e0 d&rsquo;avoir l&rsquo;outrecuidance de \u00a0publier ces quelques lignes&#8230; Oeil &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/www.moyenagepassion.com\/index.php\/2016\/04\/20\/atelier-oeil-des-siecles-aux-chateaux-et-au-doux-murmure-de-leurs-pierres\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continuer la lecture de <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Oeil des si\u00e8cles, quelques vers aux ch\u00e2teaux et au doux murmure de leurs pierres<\/span>  <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[2,1],"tags":[996,19,36,999,1000,1001,986,80,985,997,998],"class_list":["post-3488","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-chateau-forteresse-moyen-age-architecture-medievale","category-moyen-age-passion","tag-atelier-decriture","tag-chateau","tag-chateaux-forts","tag-essai","tag-essai-poetique","tag-murmure-des-pierres","tag-oeil-du-siecle","tag-poesie","tag-ruine","tag-tour","tag-vers"],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.moyenagepassion.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3488"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.moyenagepassion.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.moyenagepassion.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.moyenagepassion.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.moyenagepassion.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3488"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.moyenagepassion.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3488\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":34804,"href":"https:\/\/www.moyenagepassion.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3488\/revisions\/34804"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.moyenagepassion.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3488"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.moyenagepassion.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3488"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.moyenagepassion.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3488"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}