{"id":4460,"date":"2017-06-27T13:04:25","date_gmt":"2017-06-27T17:04:25","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/web.colby.edu\/poetes\/?page_id=4460"},"modified":"2020-02-24T14:27:50","modified_gmt":"2020-02-24T19:27:50","slug":"marie-krysinska-symphonie-en-gris","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/web.colby.edu\/poetes\/marie-krysinska-symphonie-en-gris\/","title":{"rendered":"Marie Krysinska : Symphonie en gris"},"content":{"rendered":"<div id=\"poem\" align=\"center\">\n<p class=\"volume-name\" style=\"text-align: center\"><em>Rythmes pittoresques<\/em><\/p>\n<h4 class=\"poem-title\" style=\"text-align: center\">SYMPHONIE EN GRIS<\/h4>\n<div id=\"center_block\">\n<div class=\"epigraph\"><em>\u00c0 Rodolphe Salis.<\/em><\/div>\n<p>Plus d&#8217;ardentes lueurs sur le ciel alourdi,<br \/>\nQui semble tristement r\u00eaver.<br \/>\nLes arbres, sans mouvement,<br \/>\nMettent dans le loin une dentelle grise. \u2014<br \/>\nSur le ciel qui semble tristement r\u00eaver,<br \/>\nPlus d&#8217;ardentes lueurs. \u2014<\/p>\n<p>Dans l&#8217;air gris flottent les apaisements,<br \/>\nLes r\u00e9signations et les inqui\u00e9tudes.<br \/>\nDu sol constern\u00e9 monte une rumeur \u00e9trange, surhumaine.<br \/>\nCabalistique langage entendu seulement<br \/>\nDes \u00e2mes attentives. \u2014<br \/>\nLes apaisements, les r\u00e9signations, et inqui\u00e9tudes<br \/>\nFlottent dans l&#8217;air gris. \u2014<\/p>\n<p>Les silhouettes vagues ont le geste de la folie.<br \/>\nLes maisons sont assises disgracieusement<br \/>\nComme de vieilles femmes \u2014<br \/>\nLes silhouettes vagues ont le geste de la folie. \u2014<\/p>\n<p>C&#8217;est l&#8217;heure cruelle et stup\u00e9fiante,<br \/>\nO\u00f9 la chauve-souris d\u00e9ploie ses ailes grises,<br \/>\nEt s&#8217;en va r\u00f4dant comme un malfaiteur. \u2014<br \/>\nLes silhouettes vagues ont le geste de la folie. \u2014<\/p>\n<p>Pr\u00e8s de l&#8217;\u00e9tang endormi<br \/>\nLe grillon fredonne d&#8217;exquises romances.<br \/>\nEt doucement ressuscitent dans l&#8217;air gris<br \/>\nLes choses enfuies.<\/p>\n<p>Pr\u00e8s de l&#8217;\u00e9tang endormi<br \/>\nLe grillon fredonne d&#8217;exquises romances.<br \/>\nSous le ciel qui semble tristement r\u00eaver.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">4 novembre 1882<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/web.colby.edu\/poetes\/rythmes-pittoresques-1890\/\">Retour \u00e0 la table des mati\u00e8res<\/a>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Rythmes pittoresques SYMPHONIE EN GRIS \u00c0 Rodolphe Salis. Plus d&#8217;ardentes lueurs sur le ciel alourdi, Qui semble tristement r\u00eaver. Les arbres, sans mouvement, Mettent dans le loin une dentelle grise. \u2014 Sur le ciel qui semble tristement r\u00eaver, Plus d&#8217;ardentes&#8230; <a class=\"more-link\" href=\"https:\/\/web.colby.edu\/poetes\/marie-krysinska-symphonie-en-gris\/\">Continue Reading &rarr;<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":6934,"featured_media":0,"parent":0,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"template-fullwidth.php","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/web.colby.edu\/poetes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/4460"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/web.colby.edu\/poetes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/web.colby.edu\/poetes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/web.colby.edu\/poetes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/6934"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/web.colby.edu\/poetes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=4460"}],"version-history":[{"count":6,"href":"https:\/\/web.colby.edu\/poetes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/4460\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":8300,"href":"https:\/\/web.colby.edu\/poetes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/4460\/revisions\/8300"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/web.colby.edu\/poetes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=4460"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}