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		<title>Chiryu (Shuka uma - ichi - 39e relais)</title>
		<link>https://relire.net/analogos/spip.php?article898</link>
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		<dc:date>2016-03-04T14:41:40Z</dc:date>
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		<dc:creator>Francis Royo</dc:creator>


		<dc:subject>mar&#233;e</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>vent</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>chemin</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>homme</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>saison</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>courage</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>mer</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>arbre</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>herbes</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>parfums</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>chevaux</dc:subject>

		<description>&lt;p&gt;les chevaux de Chirifu les parfums d'herbes &#233;cras&#233;es&lt;/p&gt;

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les parfums d'herbes&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
&#233;cras&#233;es&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
robe grise et col pench&#233;&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
tremblent&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;aucun arbre n'arr&#234;tera la mer&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
aucun homme&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
&#224; la mar&#233;e ne parlera&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Shuka uma-ichi&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
chante le vent&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
c'est la saison qui guide&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
les grands d&#233;parts&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
vers Narumi&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;et le courage sur le chemin&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
le germe encore&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;l'inaccompli&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
		
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		<title>10.7</title>
		<link>https://relire.net/analogos/spip.php?article236</link>
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		<dc:date>2015-02-24T14:00:00Z</dc:date>
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		<dc:language>fr</dc:language>
		<dc:creator>Francis Royo</dc:creator>


		<dc:subject>mar&#233;e</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>rires</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>vent</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>parfum</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>mer</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>puits</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>printemps</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>eau</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>repos</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>&#233;t&#233;</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>paupi&#232;res</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>&#233;cume</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>bl&#233;s</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>souvenir</dc:subject>

		<description>&lt;p&gt;nos sureaux seront pr&#234;ts au printemps leur parfum&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
aura berc&#233; nos puits&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;nous laisserons pleuvoir (...)&lt;/p&gt;

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aura berc&#233; nos puits&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;nous laisserons pleuvoir&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;l'eau verte aiguisera des rires&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
&#224; couper les grands bl&#233;s&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
couverts de vent d'&#233;clairs&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;mar&#233;e sous nos paupi&#232;res&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
un souvenir d'&#233;cume&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;l'&#233;t&#233; vivra&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
notre profond repos&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
sous la mer accord&#233;e&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
		
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		<title>149</title>
		<link>https://relire.net/analogos/spip.php?article462</link>
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		<dc:date>2014-05-25T07:42:00Z</dc:date>
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		<dc:language>fr</dc:language>
		<dc:creator>Francis Royo</dc:creator>


		<dc:subject>mar&#233;e</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>sel</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>bouche</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>mer</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>sourire</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>matin</dc:subject>

		<description>&lt;p&gt;monte un matin o&#249; ce qui tremble m'aide &#224; mourir. au sourire du ciel j'exauce la mar&#233;e.&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
la mer en bouche est ce miracle au sel aigu&lt;/p&gt;

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 <content:encoded>&lt;div class='rss_texte'&gt;&lt;p&gt;monte un matin o&#249; ce qui tremble m'aide &#224; mourir. au sourire du ciel j'exauce la mar&#233;e.&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
la mer en bouche est ce miracle au sel aigu&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
		
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		<title>112</title>
		<link>https://relire.net/analogos/spip.php?article514</link>
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		<dc:date>2014-02-26T17:12:00Z</dc:date>
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		<dc:language>fr</dc:language>
		<dc:creator>Francis Royo</dc:creator>


		<dc:subject>mar&#233;e</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>soif</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>silence</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>vent</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>jour</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>racines</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>oiseaux</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>eau</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>sable</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>sourire</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>myst&#232;re</dc:subject>

		<description>&lt;p&gt;j'accueille un jour blafard au sourire d'&#233;cume. j'accueille dans son silence un myst&#232;re de racines. caresses de ses pas sur le sable &#233;vanouies. j'accueille en moi ce qui m'ancre &#224; son eau. j'accueille les branches du vent et les cris des oiseaux. assassins. j'accueille cette mar&#233;e qui me redresse et me tue. et ma soif. qu'elle &#233;tanche&lt;/p&gt;

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 <content:encoded>&lt;div class='rss_texte'&gt;&lt;p&gt;j'accueille un jour blafard au sourire d'&#233;cume. j'accueille dans son silence un myst&#232;re de racines. caresses de ses pas sur le sable &#233;vanouies. j'accueille en moi ce qui m'ancre &#224; son eau. j'accueille les branches du vent et les cris des oiseaux. assassins. j'accueille cette mar&#233;e qui me redresse et me tue. et ma soif. qu'elle &#233;tanche&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
		
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		<title>101</title>
		<link>https://relire.net/analogos/spip.php?article8</link>
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		<dc:date>2014-02-07T14:14:00Z</dc:date>
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		<dc:language>fr</dc:language>
		<dc:creator>Francis Royo</dc:creator>


		<dc:subject>oc&#233;an</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>deuil</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>mar&#233;e</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>Shinagawa</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>oracle</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>rires</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>s&#233;maphore</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>sel</dc:subject>

		<description>&lt;p&gt;des rires de Shinagawa que restera-t'il. &#224; l'oc&#233;an au sel immense aux deuils des s&#233;maphores l'oracle bleu &#233;trange des mar&#233;es me pi&#233;tine&lt;/p&gt;

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 <content:encoded>&lt;div class='rss_texte'&gt;&lt;p&gt;des rires de Shinagawa que restera-t'il. &#224; l'oc&#233;an au sel immense aux deuils des s&#233;maphores l'oracle bleu &#233;trange des mar&#233;es me pi&#233;tine&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
		
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		<title>195</title>
		<link>https://relire.net/analogos/spip.php?article86</link>
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		<dc:date>2012-07-08T09:12:00Z</dc:date>
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		<dc:creator>Francis Royo</dc:creator>


		<dc:subject>mar&#233;e</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>d&#233;sir</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>bras</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>fuite</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>mer</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>source</dc:subject>

		<description>&lt;p&gt;&#192; celui qui s'abandonne n'&#233;voque pas la source. Son d&#233;sir est en fuite, il plonge vers la mer. Sans doute est-il d&#233;j&#224; mar&#233;e dans tes bras nus.&lt;/p&gt;

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