tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48240794985852445542012-02-27T00:02:10.372-08:00Haïkus au jour la nuit...Le blog du zen et des petits caillouxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11934178687000231035noreply@blogger.comBlogger255125LeBlogDuZenEtDesPetitsCaillouxhttp://feedburner.google.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4824079498585244554.post-43954540895984509872012-02-27T00:01:00.002-08:002012-02-27T00:02:10.381-08:002012-02-27T00:02:10.381-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/dNo8gEVLsww/0.jpg"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dNo8gEVLsww&fs=1&source=uds" /><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /><embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dNo8gEVLsww&fs=1&source=uds" 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type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object><span id="goog_2050817263"></span></div><br /> <div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: Times,&quot;Times New Roman&quot;,serif;">Jane Birkin ur un texte de Gérard Manset</span></i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4824079498585244554-1880774815185273532?l=leblog-zen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/M4lRKhIUrKjFTk_AMbYII2ty5yo/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/M4lRKhIUrKjFTk_AMbYII2ty5yo/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/M4lRKhIUrKjFTk_AMbYII2ty5yo/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/M4lRKhIUrKjFTk_AMbYII2ty5yo/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LeBlogDuZenEtDesPetitsCailloux/~4/2mrv3X61zck" height="1" width="1"/>Le blog du zen et des petits caillouxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11934178687000231035noreply@blogger.com3http://leblog-zen.blogspot.com/2012/02/et-si-tout-etait-faux.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4824079498585244554.post-88295692844001832782012-02-10T23:19:00.000-08:002012-02-12T07:52:09.339-08:002012-02-12T07:52:09.339-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /> L'ivresse pour &nbsp;dormir<br /> que mes années s'envolent !</div><div style="text-align: center;">tout m'est égal</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;">laurent Parat</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><blockquote class="comment-content" id="bc_0_5MC">Saoul de sommeil<br /> Sur un nuage cotonneux<br /> Le réveil sonne !</blockquote><div style="text-align: left;">ABC</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: left;">***</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img 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style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BiDxNs4Tl2s/TzT78qs2jjI/AAAAAAAAAcc/u88OmK3p5kk/s1600/115724_flamants6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="128" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BiDxNs4Tl2s/TzT78qs2jjI/AAAAAAAAAcc/u88OmK3p5kk/s200/115724_flamants6.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><br /> Miroir gelé de l’étang&nbsp;</div><div style="text-align: center;">les flamants roses<br /> privés de crustacés</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Laurent Parat</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: left;">Début de dégel<br /> une aubaine pour les mouettes<br /> l’étang qui craque<br /> <br /> Début de dégel<br /> les poissons terrorisés<br /> sous les pas des mouettes</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: left;">Luc</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: left;">***<br /> lido glacé <br /> plumes contre plumes <br /> toujours rose&nbsp;<br /> <br /> Mido<br /> <br /> ***</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4824079498585244554-7351735421949980058?l=leblog-zen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Ifcf7GJ23LvXNGGvd-U6leOxd8g/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Ifcf7GJ23LvXNGGvd-U6leOxd8g/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Ifcf7GJ23LvXNGGvd-U6leOxd8g/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Ifcf7GJ23LvXNGGvd-U6leOxd8g/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LeBlogDuZenEtDesPetitsCailloux/~4/Ew_bypBk2Us" height="1" width="1"/>Le blog du zen et des petits 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Janvier se réveille<br /> flocons dansant la carmagnole<br /> au coin d'un bon feu !<br /> <br /> Matin frileux<br /> mésange à la fenêtre<br /> quelques miettes<br /> <br /> ABC<br /> <br /> ***</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4824079498585244554-3457896771352549873?l=leblog-zen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/-q7XZtaC39Bq16e6rTv78f2vyn8/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/-q7XZtaC39Bq16e6rTv78f2vyn8/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/-q7XZtaC39Bq16e6rTv78f2vyn8/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/-q7XZtaC39Bq16e6rTv78f2vyn8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LeBlogDuZenEtDesPetitsCailloux/~4/c58SsfEgJP4" height="1" width="1"/>Le blog du zen et des petits caillouxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11934178687000231035noreply@blogger.com3http://leblog-zen.blogspot.com/2012/01/jour-de-neige.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4824079498585244554.post-5683075804456997992012-01-26T00:45:00.001-08:002012-02-13T06:52:55.483-08:002012-02-13T06:52:55.483-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Nuit de janvier <br /> autant d'étoiles<br /> que de rêves...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Laurent Parat </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> <div style="text-align: left;">Nuits noires<br /> toute l'année<br /> sans trêve<br /> <br /> Télos<br /> <br /> ***<br /> <br /> Chercher son rêve<br /> dans la forêt d'étoiles<br /> c'est déjà rêver </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: left;">Bernard</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: left;">*** </div></div><div style="text-align: left;">Coucher de soleil<br /> Janvier au ciel flamboie<br /> Chaleureux brasier !<br /> <br /> ABC<br /> <br /> ***<br /> <br /> Mes espérances<br /> sans domicile fixe<br /> au jour le jour<br /> <br /> Anonyme<br /> <br /> *** <br /> <br /> Nuit sans étoile<br /> aucune pour comprendre<br /> sa propre évasion <br /> <br /> Mamylilou<br /> <br /> ****</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4824079498585244554-8358020166360199302?l=leblog-zen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/yD1j1vZaMuhfECNtuFSIhem9AJc/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/yD1j1vZaMuhfECNtuFSIhem9AJc/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/yD1j1vZaMuhfECNtuFSIhem9AJc/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/yD1j1vZaMuhfECNtuFSIhem9AJc/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img 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style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://photos.linternaute.com/m-agnes-rinck-1199484">Agnès RINCK</a></td></tr> </tbody></table><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Le clin d’oeil<br /> du premier rayon <br /> sur la vitre gelée&nbsp;&nbsp;</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Laurent Parat </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> <br /> <br /> <div style="text-align: left;"><br /> Comme un envol<br /> Papillons de cristaux<br /> Brise hivernale !&nbsp;</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: left;">ABC</div><div style="text-align: left;"></div><div style="text-align: left;">***<br /> <br /> Etoiles d'hiver<br /> Souffle glacé au carreau<br /> Prends-moi contre toi<br /> <br /> Oxygène<br /> <br /> ***<br /> <br /> Ballet de cristaux<br /> bougie à bout de souffle<br /> coulée de bleu&nbsp;<br /> <br /> Mamylilou<br /> <br /> ***</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4824079498585244554-861399240232278104?l=leblog-zen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/e63SoIGzQMd1EZC0zK5awtzOCRY/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/e63SoIGzQMd1EZC0zK5awtzOCRY/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/e63SoIGzQMd1EZC0zK5awtzOCRY/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/e63SoIGzQMd1EZC0zK5awtzOCRY/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LeBlogDuZenEtDesPetitsCailloux/~4/S65hXUP35yg" height="1" width="1"/>Le blog du zen et des petits caillouxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11934178687000231035noreply@blogger.com5http://leblog-zen.blogspot.com/2012/01/janvier.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4824079498585244554.post-50602414604628337582012-01-09T00:26:00.000-08:002012-01-19T08:12:19.126-08:002012-01-19T08:12:19.126-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r8fG7GnHucs/TwqkcjFavRI/AAAAAAAAAcE/5eRRXxVgA5U/s1600/etoiles.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r8fG7GnHucs/TwqkcjFavRI/AAAAAAAAAcE/5eRRXxVgA5U/s200/etoiles.jpg" width="194" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Le silence de la nuit<br /> constellé des rires<br /> de l'enfance</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Laurent Parat<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <div style="text-align: left;">Loupiotes de minuit<br /> Clin d'œil de chauve-souris<br /> Nuit en fête !&nbsp;&nbsp;</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: left;">ABC<br /> <br /> ***<br /> <br /> Si ronde <br /> la voie du silence <br /> cette nuit <br /> <br /> Mido<br /> <br /> ***<br /> <div style="text-align: left;">Myriades d'étoiles </div>voie lactée ponctuée d'or<br /> mystère céleste<br /> <br /> Oxygène<br /> <br /> ***<br /> <br /> Lendemains de fête<br /> sa rondeur dissimulée<br /> sous un nuage <br /> <br /> <br /> Daniele Duteil<br /> <br /> ***<br /> <br /> Silence! on tourne<br /> la Nuit des Etoiles<br /> défilent les stars<br /> <br /> Claudie <br /> <br /> ***<br /> <br /> Pluie d'étoiles<br /> mes yeux comme des soucoupes<br /> tout éblouis<br /> <br /> Anonyme<br /> <br /> ***</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' 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</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody> <tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--sdSJL2mHjU/TwbKAo56-tI/AAAAAAAAAb8/v5sNSGgBk2I/s1600/leVent.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="144" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--sdSJL2mHjU/TwbKAo56-tI/AAAAAAAAAb8/v5sNSGgBk2I/s200/leVent.jpg" width="200" /></a></td></tr> <tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">www.mariellepatchs.com</td></tr> </tbody></table><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Bourrasques -</div><div style="text-align: center;">le tourbillon </div><div style="text-align: center;">des mots usés&nbsp;</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Laurent Parat </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;">***<br /> &nbsp; <br /> <div style="text-align: left;">Au cœur d'un siphon</div><div style="text-align: left;">S'embrassent couleurs et idées</div><div style="text-align: left;">En repli sur soi ! </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: left;">ABC</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: left;">***</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: left;">Œil du cyclone</div><div style="text-align: left;">pour des mots disséminés</div><div style="text-align: left;">aux vents capricieux </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: left;">Bernard</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: left;">***</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: left;">Coque merveilleuse</div><div style="text-align: left;">bouillonnant d'arabesques</div><div style="text-align: left;">corne d'abondance</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: left;">Claudie</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: left;">***</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: left;">Vent violent</div><div style="text-align: left;">Nettoyage</div><div style="text-align: left;">de printemps </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: left;">Syl69</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: left;">*** </div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4824079498585244554-5996338371202295?l=leblog-zen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/50X5HuUO3jHZ1qoI9Qzro1qSGQc/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/50X5HuUO3jHZ1qoI9Qzro1qSGQc/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a 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/> <br /> <i>Dans le brouillard du monde<br /> une fleur de ciel<br /> sera un repère&nbsp; </i><br /> <br /> <i>Yanis Petros</i><br /> <br /> <i>***</i><br /> <i></i><br /> <i>Âme papillon<br /> Virevolte au gré de l'eau<br /> Impalpable vie</i><br /> <br /> <i>Oxygène </i><br /> <br /> <em>***</em><br /> <em>Entre deux mondes<br /> présence solitaire<br /> pour une âme soeur</em><br /> <br /> <em>Bernard</em><br /> <br /> <em>***</em></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4824079498585244554-1487472392033642221?l=leblog-zen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/YopQ9a8-oftaJ8tNACi3Pc750fM/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/YopQ9a8-oftaJ8tNACi3Pc750fM/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/YopQ9a8-oftaJ8tNACi3Pc750fM/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/YopQ9a8-oftaJ8tNACi3Pc750fM/1/di" 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héritage </i><br /> <br /> <i>Yanis Petros</i><br /> <br /> <i>***</i><br /> <br /> <i>Feuilles rousses<br /> Miel sur tapis de mousse<br /> Un écureuil passe! </i><br /> <br /> <i>Claudie</i><br /> <br /> ***<br /> <i>Arbres dénudés<br /> mon cœur a froid<br /> vite une écharpe de nuages! </i><br /> <br /> Syl69 <br /> <br /> ***<br /> <i>Cet automne là<br /> à nul autre ne ressemble<br /> deux enfants - sans mère</i><br /> <i><br /> </i><br /> <i>Mamylilou</i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4824079498585244554-5991122245112691515?l=leblog-zen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/W5s8pIO04avx8a92pWRFSwmDyc4/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/W5s8pIO04avx8a92pWRFSwmDyc4/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/W5s8pIO04avx8a92pWRFSwmDyc4/1/da"><img 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class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Photo :&nbsp; Mamylilou</td></tr> </tbody></table><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Jardin d'automne -</div><div style="text-align: center;">même les oiseaux délaissent</div><div style="text-align: center;">les bancs de pierre</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Laurent Parat<br /> <br /> ***<br /> <br /> <i>Cour de l'école<br /> sur un banc<br /> des feuilles de platane&nbsp;</i><br /> <br /> <i>Minik do</i><br /> <br /> <i>***&nbsp;</i><br /> <i>Sur tapis de feuilles<br /> En promeneur solitaire<br /> Le banc s'ennuie !&nbsp;</i><br /> <br /> <i>ABC&nbsp;</i> <br /> <br /> <em>***</em><br /> <br /> <em>Jardin d’automne<br /> ses jambes bronzées cachées<br /> par ses collants blancs</em><br /> <br /> <em>André</em><br /> <br /> <em>***</em><br /> <br /> <em>Veuf de son dossier<br /> le banc de pierre en sanglots<br /> bien inconsolable</em><br /> <br /> <em>Plume </em><br /> <br /> <em>***</em><br /> <br /> <em>vingt moineaux<br /> pour un banquet servi<br /> sur la table<br /> du jardin</em><br /> <br /> <em>Marcel</em><br /> <br /> <em>***</em></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4824079498585244554-2393914886595637661?l=leblog-zen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/cgeF1xwLwXoiB-CifeX8dKtXZRE/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/cgeF1xwLwXoiB-CifeX8dKtXZRE/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/cgeF1xwLwXoiB-CifeX8dKtXZRE/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/cgeF1xwLwXoiB-CifeX8dKtXZRE/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LeBlogDuZenEtDesPetitsCailloux/~4/TYQMFa3yIRQ" height="1" 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style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Laurent Parat<br /> <br /> ***<br /> <br /> <div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Les enfants font <br /> des monceaux de feuilles<br /> barbouillés de rires&nbsp;</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Mamylilou&nbsp;</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;">***</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> &nbsp;</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Rêveries du jour<br /> Au loin les pies jacassent<br /> La lune est pleine !&nbsp; </i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br /> &nbsp;</i><div style="text-align: center;"><i>ABC</i></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4824079498585244554-553725061320935941?l=leblog-zen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--UztI3muON4/TuHOtkWlymI/AAAAAAAAAbM/gedu0bTzwVw/s1600/url.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="133" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--UztI3muON4/TuHOtkWlymI/AAAAAAAAAbM/gedu0bTzwVw/s200/url.jpeg" width="200" /></a></div>Novembre</div><div style="text-align: center;">a tout emporté -</div><div style="text-align: center;">tilleul nu</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Laurent Parat<br /> <br /> <div style="text-align: left;"><br /> <br /> <br /> </div><div style="text-align: left;"><i>le vent<br /> à l'homme<br /> indifférent<br /> <br /> télos&nbsp;</i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: left;"><i>***</i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: left;"><i>Sans son manteau blanc<br /> Dame nature s'enrhume<br /> Novembre n'en a cure !</i><i>&nbsp;</i></div><div 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