https://relire.net/analogos/ fr SPIP - www.spip.net https://relire.net/analogos/spip.php?article842 https://relire.net/analogos/spip.php?article842 2015-07-22T04:31:32Z text/html fr Francis Royo pas rire neige rite <p>de la neige d'où je viens</p> - <a href="https://relire.net/analogos/spip.php?rubrique2" rel="directory">Dires</a> / <a href="https://relire.net/analogos/spip.php?mot145" rel="tag">pas</a>, <a href="https://relire.net/analogos/spip.php?mot548" rel="tag">rire</a>, <a href="https://relire.net/analogos/spip.php?mot601" rel="tag">neige</a>, <a href="https://relire.net/analogos/spip.php?mot1033" rel="tag">rite </a> <div class='rss_texte'><p>de la neige d'où je viens</p> <p>un rite</p> <p>un pas</p> <p>et la vacuité du rire</p></div> https://relire.net/analogos/spip.php?article787 https://relire.net/analogos/spip.php?article787 2015-04-04T03:19:36Z text/html fr Francis Royo baiser sel île nuit noces matin alliance rite <p>je signe ce matin<br class='autobr' /> cette alliance<br class='autobr' /> ce rite obscur<br class='autobr' /> tout ce qui devant moi fait noces (...)</p> - <a href="https://relire.net/analogos/spip.php?rubrique4" rel="directory">Bribes</a> / <a href="https://relire.net/analogos/spip.php?mot1" rel="tag">baiser</a>, <a href="https://relire.net/analogos/spip.php?mot20" rel="tag">sel</a>, <a href="https://relire.net/analogos/spip.php?mot39" rel="tag">île</a>, <a href="https://relire.net/analogos/spip.php?mot47" rel="tag">nuit</a>, <a href="https://relire.net/analogos/spip.php?mot214" rel="tag">noces</a>, <a href="https://relire.net/analogos/spip.php?mot604" rel="tag">matin</a>, <a href="https://relire.net/analogos/spip.php?mot1032" rel="tag">alliance</a>, <a href="https://relire.net/analogos/spip.php?mot1033" rel="tag">rite </a> <div class='rss_texte'><p>je signe ce matin<br class='autobr' /> cette alliance<br class='autobr' /> ce rite obscur<br class='autobr' /> tout ce qui devant moi fait noces</p> <p>avant que la nuit qui meurt<br class='autobr' /> ne couse sur mon baiser <br class='autobr' /> le goût du sel<br class='autobr' /> à l'heure où je pourrai te reconnaître</p> <p>j'écrirai l'île passée</p></div>