\u00e9crire, c’est lire en soi.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
\u00e9crire, c’est lire en soi.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"spay_email":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_is_tweetstorm":false,"jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true},"categories":[20],"tags":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/s5H0vD-ecrire","jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":848,"url":"http:\/\/www.xaviergalaup.net\/tikopia\/2009\/03\/ecrire-cest-arracher\/","url_meta":{"origin":878,"position":0},"title":"Ecrire c’est arracher","date":"2 mars 2009","format":false,"excerpt":"Ecrire c'est arracher des lambeaux de peau \u00e0 son imagination.","rel":"","context":"Dans "phrase du jour"","img":{"alt_text":"","src":"","width":0,"height":0},"classes":[]},{"id":739,"url":"http:\/\/www.xaviergalaup.net\/tikopia\/2007\/10\/le-cahier-du-muet\/","url_meta":{"origin":878,"position":1},"title":"Le cahier du muet","date":"16 octobre 2007","format":false,"excerpt":"On m'appelait le muet, jamais rien ne disait, mes cahiers d'\u00e9colier \u00e9taient mon seul espace de paroles, j'\u00e9crivais les pleurs qui ne sortaient pas, je dessinais les fant\u00f4mes du coin de la rue, ceux qui me poursuivaient en hiver, je transcrivais mes pens\u00e9es al\u00e9atoires sur ce que je ne comprenais\u2026","rel":"","context":"Dans "photos"","img":{"alt_text":"","src":"","width":0,"height":0},"classes":[]},{"id":2368,"url":"http:\/\/www.xaviergalaup.net\/tikopia\/2013\/09\/vases-communicants-le-reve-francois-le-nicois\/","url_meta":{"origin":878,"position":2},"title":"Vases communicants – Le r\u00eave – Fran\u00e7ois Le Ni\u00e7ois","date":"6 septembre 2013","format":false,"excerpt":"\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 Une villa mon r\u00eave (m\u00eame rose) n\u2019a jamais \u00e9t\u00e9 l\u2019une de mes lubies. Quitte \u00e0 r\u00eaver, je pr\u00e9f\u00e8rerais b\u00e2tir une \u0153uvre plut\u00f4t qu\u2019une maison mais quelques messages sur un blog n\u2019en sont les fondations. \u00c9crire reste un r\u00eave. \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0\u2026","rel":"","context":"Dans "textes courts"","img":{"alt_text":"","src":"https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/ssl11.ovh.net\/~xaviergada\/tikopia\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/09\/VillaReve.jpeg?resize=350%2C200&ssl=1","width":350,"height":200},"classes":[]},{"id":810,"url":"http:\/\/www.xaviergalaup.net\/tikopia\/2009\/01\/lire-cest-flotter\/","url_meta":{"origin":878,"position":3},"title":"Lire c’est flotter","date":"25 janvier 2009","format":false,"excerpt":"Lire c'est flotter dans l'apesanteur des mots.","rel":"","context":"Dans "phrase du jour"","img":{"alt_text":"","src":"","width":0,"height":0},"classes":[]},{"id":2031,"url":"http:\/\/www.xaviergalaup.net\/tikopia\/2012\/09\/petits-papiers\/","url_meta":{"origin":878,"position":4},"title":"Petits papiers","date":"26 septembre 2012","format":false,"excerpt":"C\u2019est notre secret. Ces mots doux. Ces mots fous. Ces mots tendres. Notre amour est impossible et pourtant, il brille dans nos yeux chaque fois qu\u2019on se croise. Alors, on s\u2019\u00e9change ces mots tendres dans cet endroit secret. Je ne sais plus qui a eu l\u2019id\u00e9e mais c\u2019\u00e9tait plus s\u00fbr\u2026","rel":"","context":"Dans "art postal"","img":{"alt_text":"","src":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/ssl11.ovh.net\/~xaviergada\/tikopia\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/Petits-papiers04-1-296x300.jpg?resize=350%2C200&ssl=1","width":350,"height":200},"classes":[]},{"id":2578,"url":"http:\/\/www.xaviergalaup.net\/tikopia\/2019\/04\/atelier-decriture-hiver-2018-2019-f-bon-proposition-7\/","url_meta":{"origin":878,"position":5},"title":"Atelier d\u2019\u00e9criture Hiver 2018-2019 F. Bon, proposition 7","date":"28 avril 2019","format":false,"excerpt":"Je m'installe dans la v\u00e9randa, un livre de po\u00e9sie et mon Ipad. Derri\u00e8re les lamelles du store, le jardin change un peu au fil des saisons. De l\u00e0 o\u00f9 je suis, je vois surtout le gazon, la haie et le petit cabanon en bois. Je lis quelques vers de po\u00e9sie,\u2026","rel":"","context":"Dans "atelier f-bon"","img":{"alt_text":"","src":"","width":0,"height":0},"classes":[]}],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.xaviergalaup.net\/tikopia\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/878"}],"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=878"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.xaviergalaup.net\/tikopia\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/878\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.xaviergalaup.net\/tikopia\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=878"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.xaviergalaup.net\/tikopia\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=878"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.xaviergalaup.net\/tikopia\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=878"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}