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Rafael ALBERTI SÉDUIT
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2024-08-24T21:30:00+02:00
2024-08-24T21:30:00+02:00
L'écrevisse de ta rivière m'a séduit, oui. Comme...
<p style="text-align: center;"><img id="media-6551417" style="margin: 0.7em 0;" title="" src="http://surduvent.hautetfort.com/media/00/02/782584717.jpg" alt="rivière,nénuphars," /></p><p> </p><p style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; color: #000000; padding-left: 40px;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">L'écrevisse de ta rivière</span></p><p style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; color: #000000; padding-left: 40px;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">m'a séduit, oui.</span></p><p style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; color: #000000; padding-left: 40px;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"> </span></p><p style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; color: #000000; padding-left: 40px;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Comme t'a mon crabe de mer</span></p><p style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; color: #000000; padding-left: 40px;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">séduite aussi.</span></p><p style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; color: #000000; padding-left: 40px;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"> </span></p><p style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; color: #000000; padding-left: 40px; text-align: right;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="color: #003300;"><strong>Rafael ALBERTI</strong></span>, Marin à terre, trad. Cl.Couffon, Poésie-Gallimard, 1985</span></p><p> </p><p> </p>
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Rafael Alberti, Qui a dit que nous étions morts ?
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2016-08-03T05:00:00+02:00
2016-08-03T05:00:00+02:00
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<p style="text-align: center;"> <img id="media-5426394" style="margin: 0.7em 0;" title="" src="http://litteraturedepartout.hautetfort.com/media/00/02/2136121472.jpg" alt="tmp773831991974952961.jpg" /></p><p style="padding-left: 300px;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Baskerville; color: #0000ff;"> Chanson du Parana (1953-1954)</span></p><p style="padding-left: 300px;"><span style="font-size: 14.0pt; font-family: Baskerville;"> </span></p><p style="padding-left: 300px;"><span style="font-size: 14.0pt; font-family: Baskerville;">1</span></p><p style="padding-left: 300px;"><span style="font-size: 14.0pt; font-family: Baskerville;"> </span></p><p style="padding-left: 300px;"><span style="font-size: 14.0pt; font-family: Baskerville;">Aujourd’hui les nuages m’ont apporté</span></p><p style="padding-left: 300px;"><span style="font-size: 14.0pt; font-family: Baskerville;">en volant, la carte d’Espagne.</span></p><p style="padding-left: 300px;"><span style="font-size: 14.0pt; font-family: Baskerville;">Si petite était sur le fleuve</span></p><p style="padding-left: 300px;"><span style="font-size: 14.0pt; font-family: Baskerville;">et si grande était sur l’herbage</span></p><p style="padding-left: 300px;"><span style="font-size: 14.0pt; font-family: Baskerville;">cette ombre qu’elle projetait !</span></p><p style="padding-left: 300px;"><span style="font-size: 14.0pt; font-family: Baskerville;"> </span></p><p style="padding-left: 300px;"><span style="font-size: 14.0pt; font-family: Baskerville;">Elle s’est emplie de chevaux,</span></p><p style="padding-left: 300px;"><span style="font-size: 14.0pt; font-family: Baskerville;">cette ombre qu’elle projetait.</span></p><p style="padding-left: 300px;"><span style="font-size: 14.0pt; font-family: Baskerville;">Moi, à cheval, parmi cette ombre</span></p><p style="padding-left: 300px;"><span style="font-size: 14.0pt; font-family: Baskerville;">j’ai cherché village et maison.</span></p><p style="padding-left: 300px;"><span style="font-size: 14.0pt; font-family: Baskerville;"> </span></p><p style="padding-left: 300px;"><span style="font-size: 14.0pt; font-family: Baskerville;">Je suis entré dans le patio</span></p><p style="padding-left: 300px;"><span style="font-size: 14.0pt; font-family: Baskerville;">qui avait été ombre et eau.</span></p><p style="padding-left: 300px;"><span style="font-size: 14.0pt; font-family: Baskerville;">La fontaine n’y était plus,</span></p><p style="padding-left: 300px;"><span style="font-size: 14.0pt; font-family: Baskerville;">et cependant elle y bruissait. </span></p><p style="padding-left: 300px;"><span style="font-size: 14.0pt; font-family: Baskerville;">Et l’eau qui ne coulait plus est</span></p><p style="padding-left: 300px;"><span style="font-size: 14.0pt; font-family: Baskerville;">revenue me donner de l’eau.</span></p><p style="padding-left: 300px;"><span style="font-size: 14.0pt; font-family: Baskerville;"> </span></p><p style="padding-left: 300px;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Baskerville; color: #0000ff;">Rafael Alberti, <em>Qui a dit que nous étions morts ?</em>,</span></p><p style="padding-left: 300px;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Baskerville; color: #0000ff;">Traduction de l’espagnol Claude Couffon, Les</span></p><p style="padding-left: 300px;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Baskerville; color: #0000ff;">Éditeurs français réunis, 1964, p. 149.</span></p>