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  POÈTE ?   La poésie doit être libre d’accès...

<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial black,avant garde; font-size: large;"><img id="media-4145812" style="margin: 0.7em 0;" title="" src="http://aumagmapresentdelecriture.hautetfort.com/media/02/01/4069036628.jpg" alt="BRAISE.jpg" /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p><div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial black,avant garde; font-size: x-large; color: #339966;"><strong>POÈTE ?</strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial black,avant garde; font-size: large;"><strong>&nbsp;</strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial black,avant garde; font-size: large;"><strong>La poésie doit être libre d’accès ou ne pas être&nbsp;!</strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial black,avant garde; font-size: large;"><strong>&nbsp;</strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial black,avant garde; font-size: large;"><strong>Pour autant, chacun est conscient du fait </strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial black,avant garde; font-size: large;"><strong>Qu’il ne peut suffire de morceler les phrases</strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial black,avant garde; font-size: large;"><strong>Pour que, improbable magie, prenne forme le poème.</strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial black,avant garde; font-size: large;"><strong>&nbsp;</strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial black,avant garde; font-size: large;"><strong>Le poète ne sait être que celui en qui convergent les mots.</strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial black,avant garde; font-size: large;"><strong>Ceux-ci se lèvent en houle au noué de son tréfondsa<br /></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial black,avant garde; font-size: large;"><strong>Pour surgir en écho dans un cri libérateur.</strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial black,avant garde; font-size: large;"><strong>&nbsp;</strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial black,avant garde; font-size: large;"><strong>C’est ce réel inéluctable qui en dilate la richesse,</strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial black,avant garde; font-size: large;"><strong>C’est ce qui jaillit de l’intime profondeur,</strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial black,avant garde; font-size: large;"><strong>C’est ce qui affranchit la limite sans l’alourdir,</strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial black,avant garde; font-size: large;"><strong>C’est ce qui retranscrit le murmure ciselé.</strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial black,avant garde; font-size: large;"><strong>&nbsp;</strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial black,avant garde; font-size: large;"><strong>Le poète pénètre au noyau d’émotion constitué</strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial black,avant garde; font-size: large;"><strong>Au souffle exacerbé de braises incandescentes.</strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial black,avant garde; font-size: large;"><strong>&nbsp;</strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial black,avant garde; font-size: large;"><strong>Le poème n’est que chronique de beauté ordinaire,</strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial black,avant garde; font-size: large;"><strong>Cristal de vérité moiré au précipité de la vie.</strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial black,avant garde; font-size: large;"><strong>Et si l’on ne parvient à condenser cela,</strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial black,avant garde; font-size: large;"><strong>L’exaltation poétique ne sera qu’ébauchée.</strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial black,avant garde; font-size: large;"><strong>&nbsp;</strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial black,avant garde; font-size: large;"><strong>Le temps sera venu alors de surmonter</strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial black,avant garde; font-size: large;"><strong>La glaçante et cependant méritée contrariété.</strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial black,avant garde; font-size: large;"><strong>&nbsp;</strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial black,avant garde; font-size: large;"><strong>P. MILIQUE</strong></span></p></div>