{"id":876,"date":"2009-05-01T09:52:25","date_gmt":"2009-05-01T09:52:25","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/tikopia.wordpress.com\/?p=411"},"modified":"2009-05-01T09:52:25","modified_gmt":"2009-05-01T09:52:25","slug":"ma-ville-est-irreelle","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.xaviergalaup.net\/tikopia\/2009\/05\/ma-ville-est-irreelle\/","title":{"rendered":"Ma ville est irr\u00e9elle"},"content":{"rendered":"

Quand je regarde la ville
\nquand je fonds en elle
\nJe ne sais plus<\/p>\n

ce qui est r\u00e9el et ce qui est irr\u00e9el
\ncet enfant qui meurt de faim, sur l’affiche
\nce passant qui ne sait o\u00f9 il va, sur le trottoir<\/p>\n

ce qui est important et ce qui ne l’est pas
\nce film qui me promet, une belle histoire
\ncet ami qui bavarde, une belle d\u00e9prime<\/p>\n

ce qui m’\u00e9meut et ce qui m’indiff\u00e8re
\nce joli mannequin qui irradie, dans la t\u00e9l\u00e9
\ncette belle vendeuse qui me sourit, derri\u00e8re la vitrine<\/p>\n

Quand je regarde ma ville
\nquand je me fonds en elle
\nje ne sais plus
\nqui je suis
\nr\u00e9el ou irr\u00e9el.<\/p>\n

d’apr\u00e8s la galerie d’Elaine Vallet<\/a>, inspir\u00e9 de la photo Chantier<\/a><\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Quand je regarde la ville quand je fonds en elle Je ne sais plus ce qui est r\u00e9el et ce qui est irr\u00e9el cet enfant qui meurt de faim, sur l’affiche ce passant qui ne sait o\u00f9 il va, sur le trottoir ce qui est important et ce qui ne l’est pas ce film qui … <\/p>\n

Continuer la lecture de « Ma ville est irr\u00e9elle »<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_feature_clip_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2},"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[19,21,22,23,24,26],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-876","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-photos","category-poeme","category-poemes","category-poems","category-poesie","category-poetry"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p5H0vD-e8","jetpack-related-posts":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.xaviergalaup.net\/tikopia\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/876","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.xaviergalaup.net\/tikopia\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.xaviergalaup.net\/tikopia\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.xaviergalaup.net\/tikopia\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.xaviergalaup.net\/tikopia\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=876"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.xaviergalaup.net\/tikopia\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/876\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.xaviergalaup.net\/tikopia\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=876"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.xaviergalaup.net\/tikopia\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=876"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.xaviergalaup.net\/tikopia\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=876"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}