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		<title>Hamamatsu (Fuyugare no zu - 29e relais)</title>
		<link>https://relire.net/analogos/spip.php?article676</link>
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		<dc:date>2014-12-16T16:33:00Z</dc:date>
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		<dc:creator>Francis Royo</dc:creator>


		<dc:subject>temps</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>jour</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>homme</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>yeux</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>enfant</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>&#226;me</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>Hamamatsu </dc:subject>

		<description>&lt;p&gt;Hamamatsu la blanche&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
belle endormie&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
sur les rizi&#232;res froides (...)&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;a href="https://relire.net/analogos/spip.php?rubrique14" rel="directory"&gt;Toka&#239;do&lt;/a&gt;

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belle endormie&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
sur les rizi&#232;res froides&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hamamatsu&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
aux yeux d'enfant &#233;teints&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
allong&#233;e silencieuse&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;r&#234;ves-tu&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
du c&#232;dre dress&#233;&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
comme un homme&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
r&#234;ves-tu la fum&#233;e qui t'encense&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;de quel c&#244;t&#233; du jour&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
pencheras-tu ton &#226;me&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
au seuil du temps&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
qui emporte&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
des arbres&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
les plus beaux souvenirs&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
les l&#232;vres &#233;gar&#233;es&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;la braise&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
		
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		<title>Fukuro&#239; (Dechaya - 27e relais)</title>
		<link>https://relire.net/analogos/spip.php?article674</link>
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		<dc:date>2014-05-03T15:13:00Z</dc:date>
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		<dc:language>fr</dc:language>
		<dc:creator>Francis Royo</dc:creator>


		<dc:subject>horizon</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>vent</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>souffle</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>monde</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>oiseau</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>chemin</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>regard</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>r&#234;ve</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>arbre</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>feu</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>&#226;me</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>Fukuro&#239; </dc:subject>

		<description>&lt;p&gt;il s'est arr&#234;t&#233;&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
r&#234;ve court&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
et souffle d&#233;s&#339;uvr&#233; (...)&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;a href="https://relire.net/analogos/spip.php?rubrique14" rel="directory"&gt;Toka&#239;do&lt;/a&gt;

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&lt;a href="https://relire.net/analogos/spip.php?mot63" rel="tag"&gt;vent&lt;/a&gt;, 
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&lt;a href="https://relire.net/analogos/spip.php?mot202" rel="tag"&gt;r&#234;ve&lt;/a&gt;, 
&lt;a href="https://relire.net/analogos/spip.php?mot212" rel="tag"&gt;arbre&lt;/a&gt;, 
&lt;a href="https://relire.net/analogos/spip.php?mot256" rel="tag"&gt;feu&lt;/a&gt;, 
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r&#234;ve court&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
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au monde immense&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
au cryptom&#232;re&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;il s'est arr&#234;t&#233;&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
dans les vapeurs de th&#233;&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
les humeurs de tabac&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
son &#226;me plate&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
comme un chemin&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
perdu&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;il pense&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
il est&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;sous l'arbre&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
il sait&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;il sait qu'avec l'oiseau&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
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sur un vent inou&#239;&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
de gr&#226;ce et de feu&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
son regard percera l'horizon outremer&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;vierge de lui&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
		
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		<title>109</title>
		<link>https://relire.net/analogos/spip.php?article517</link>
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		<dc:date>2014-02-23T17:00:00Z</dc:date>
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		<dc:creator>Francis Royo</dc:creator>


		<dc:subject>bonheur</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>couleur</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>&#226;me</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>bambous</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>mur</dc:subject>

		<description>&lt;p&gt;j'ai li&#233; mes bambous avec une ficelle noire. le mur a la couleur de mon &#226;me. bonheur secret&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;a href="https://relire.net/analogos/spip.php?rubrique2" rel="directory"&gt;Dires&lt;/a&gt;

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		<title>5.7</title>
		<link>https://relire.net/analogos/spip.php?article714</link>
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		<dc:date>2013-07-12T13:14:00Z</dc:date>
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		<dc:creator>Francis Royo</dc:creator>


		<dc:subject>matin</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>gouffres</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>&#226;me</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>encre</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>papier</dc:subject>

		<description>&lt;p&gt;J'ai explos&#233; ce matin&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
encre sur un papier mouill&#233;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;et j'essaie maintenant&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
d'y deviner mon &#226;me&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
et l'aplomb lent des gouffres&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;a href="https://relire.net/analogos/spip.php?rubrique4" rel="directory"&gt;Bribes&lt;/a&gt;

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&lt;a href="https://relire.net/analogos/spip.php?mot848" rel="tag"&gt;&#226;me&lt;/a&gt;, 
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encre sur un papier mouill&#233;&lt;/p&gt;
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d'y deviner mon &#226;me&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
et l'aplomb lent des gouffres&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
		
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		<title>4.5</title>
		<link>https://relire.net/analogos/spip.php?article725</link>
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		<dc:date>2012-11-24T15:32:00Z</dc:date>
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		<dc:language>fr</dc:language>
		<dc:creator>Francis Royo</dc:creator>


		<dc:subject>vie</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>silence</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>mot</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>regard</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>&#233;ph&#233;m&#232;re</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>visage</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>sang</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>&#226;me</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>masques</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>patrie</dc:subject>

		<description>&lt;p&gt;&#201;trange ce qui se pose l&#224;&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt; &#233;ph&#233;m&#232;re&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
&#224; peine lu&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;a href="https://relire.net/analogos/spip.php?rubrique4" rel="directory"&gt;Bribes&lt;/a&gt;

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&#224; peine lu&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=&#034;padding-left:40px&#034;&gt; oubli&#233;&lt;/p&gt;
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quel sera ce visage&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
qui s'installe dans le silence&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=&#034;padding-left:40px&#034;&gt;au nu de l'&#226;me&lt;/p&gt;
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dans ce creux d'air pur&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
o&#249; s'assemblent et s'absentent&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=&#034;padding-left:40px&#034;&gt;mille regards&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
tout ce qu'on engrangeait depuis le premier mot&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
jusqu'&#224; la fin des textes&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
quel sera ce visage &lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
sans raison sans saison pour &#233;clore&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
&#233;trange ce qui se cache l&#224; &lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
sous nos masques glac&#233;s&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
o&#249; m&#234;me notre sang ne trouvait sa patrie&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
qui nous reconna&#238;tra au tournant de la vie&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
jamais semblable &#224; nous&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=&#034;padding-left:40px&#034;&gt;qui pourtant nous encl&#244;t&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
		
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