{"id":4364,"date":"2012-11-09T22:10:34","date_gmt":"2012-11-09T21:10:34","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.candice-nguyen.com\/?p=4364"},"modified":"2023-02-23T09:44:39","modified_gmt":"2023-02-23T08:44:39","slug":"lui-dire-a-cet-autre","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.candice-nguyen.com\/fragments\/lui-dire-a-cet-autre\/","title":{"rendered":"lui dire \u00e0 cet autre"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.candice-nguyen.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/11\/DSC04289-001.jpg\" title=\"\" data-rel=\"lightbox-gallery-xjUnbD0a\" data-rl_title=\"\" data-rl_caption=\"\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/www.candice-nguyen.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/11\/DSC04289-001-630x421.jpg\" alt=\"tu dis grains de pierre tuile rouge ils sont tous l\u00e0\" width=\"630\" height=\"421\" class=\"aligncenter size-large wp-image-4455\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.candice-nguyen.com\/fragments\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/11\/DSC04289-001-630x421.jpg 630w, https:\/\/www.candice-nguyen.com\/fragments\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/11\/DSC04289-001-140x93.jpg 140w, https:\/\/www.candice-nguyen.com\/fragments\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/11\/DSC04289-001-315x210.jpg 315w, https:\/\/www.candice-nguyen.com\/fragments\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/11\/DSC04289-001-700x468.jpg 700w, https:\/\/www.candice-nguyen.com\/fragments\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/11\/DSC04289-001-332x222.jpg 332w, https:\/\/www.candice-nguyen.com\/fragments\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/11\/DSC04289-001.jpg 1024w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 630px) 100vw, 630px\" \/><\/a><br \/>\n<div class=\"compact_audio_player_wrapper\"><div class=\"sc_player_container1\"><input type=\"button\" id=\"btnplay_69eaf42820be69.72152097\" class=\"myButton_play\" onClick=\"play_mp3('play','69eaf42820be69.72152097','http:\/\/www.candice-nguyen.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/11\/Jamie%20Cullum%20-%20Don%27t%20Stop%20The%20Music.mp3','80','false');show_hide('play','69eaf42820be69.72152097');\" \/><input type=\"button\"  id=\"btnstop_69eaf42820be69.72152097\" style=\"display:none\" class=\"myButton_stop\" onClick=\"play_mp3('stop','69eaf42820be69.72152097','','80','false');show_hide('stop','69eaf42820be69.72152097');\" \/><div id=\"sm2-container\"><!-- flash movie ends up here --><\/div><\/div><\/div>        <script type=\"text\/javascript\" charset=\"utf-8\">\n        soundManager.setup({\n            url: \"https:\/\/www.candice-nguyen.com\/fragments\/wp-content\/plugins\/compact-wp-audio-player\/swf\/soundmanager2.swf\",\n            onready: function() {\n                var mySound = soundManager.createSound({\n                    id: \"btnplay_69eaf42820be69.72152097\",\n                    volume: \"80\",\n                    url: \"http:\/\/www.candice-nguyen.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/11\/Jamie%20Cullum%20-%20Don%27t%20Stop%20The%20Music.mp3\"\n                });\n                var auto_loop = \"false\";\n                mySound.play({\n                    onfinish: function() {\n                        if (auto_loop == \"true\") {\n                            loopSound(\"btnplay_69eaf42820be69.72152097\");\n                        } else {\n                            document.getElementById(\"btnplay_69eaf42820be69.72152097\").style.display = \"inline\";\n                            document.getElementById(\"btnstop_69eaf42820be69.72152097\").style.display = \"none\";\n                        }\n                    }\n                });\n                document.getElementById(\"btnplay_69eaf42820be69.72152097\").style.display = \"none\";\n                document.getElementById(\"btnstop_69eaf42820be69.72152097\").style.display = \"inline\";\n            },\n            ontimeout: function() {\n                \/\/ SM2 could not start. 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CCCXXVIII\" rel=\"noopener\">\u00ab \u2026 puisque aucun corps lumineux n&#8217;a jamais vu l&#8217;ombre du corps qu&#8217;il \u00e9claire\u2026 \u00bb<\/a> tu le r\u00e9p\u00e8tes et tu voudrais lui dire \u00e0 cet autre qui ne sait rien de ceux qu&#8217;il \u00e9claire, dans le noir qu&#8217;il voit partout, dans sa fatigue qui est la sienne qui est la tienne qui est la mienne toutes confondues, il ne sait rien, il ne voit rien de ce qu&#8217;il \u00e9claire : ni qui ni quoi ni comment,<br \/>\nni le noir qui te suit toi, et pourtant,<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 150%; line-height: 1.5em; font-family: courier;\">c&#8217;est lumi\u00e8re qui transperce de celui-l\u00e0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 150%; line-height: 1.5em; font-family: courier;\">depuis son noir, trop plein de vie qui le submerge<br \/>\nd\u00e9borde sur le trottoir un jour de mars,<br \/>\nun quai le jour d&#8217;hier,<br \/>\nun rien qui cogne contre la vitre<br \/>\nce sourire-l\u00e0 il vient de toi<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 150%; line-height: 1.5em; font-family: courier;\">tout est l\u00e0<br \/>\npeut-\u00eatre trop<br \/>\nparfois<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 150%; line-height: 1.5em; font-family: courier;\">et la vie qui le d\u00e9borde<br \/>\nemporte un peu de toi de moi<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 150%; line-height: 1.5em; font-family: courier;\">mon souffle<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 150%; line-height: 1.5em; font-family: courier;\">sur toi<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 150%; line-height: 1.5em; font-family: courier;\">la vitre<br \/>\nle grain<br \/>\nles peaux<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 150%; line-height: 1.5em; font-family: courier;\">\u00e9clats de rire mouvements contraires<br \/>\nune poche d&#8217;eau froide dans la mer chaude<br \/>\nl&#8217;\u00e9tourneau seul sur le toit que fait-il l\u00e0<br \/>\nun m\u00e2t<br \/>\nta voix se casse et bute contre les jours les murs\u00a0?<br \/>\nmon sein<br \/>\nta main<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 150%; line-height: 1.5em; font-family: courier;\">la pellicule revient<br \/>\nricoche l&#8217;outrageuse m\u00e9moire ce qui se fait tr\u00e9buche encore se cogne contre les murs mon corps les plaies ta main nos vitres<br \/>\nradieuses<br \/>\nc&#8217;est traces de doigts d\u00e9sir poussi\u00e8res c&#8217;est \u00e0 travers elles que je te vois<\/span><br \/>\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align:center;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.candice-nguyen.com\/fragments\/face-mimosa\/\">\u2190<\/a> \u2022 <a href=\"https:\/\/www.candice-nguyen.com\/fragments\/terre-glaise-entre-les-mains-elle-demande\/\">\u2192<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Jamie Cullum &#8211; Don&#8217;t stop the music &nbsp; ricoche l&#8217;outrageuse m\u00e9moire ce qui se fait tr\u00e9buche encore se cogne contre les murs les plaies la vitre sale c&#8217;est traces de doigts poussi\u00e8re et pluies \u00e0 travers elle tu vois les toits les arbres la mer tu dis grains de pierre tuile rouge ils sont tous [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":4455,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[25],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-4364","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-conversations"],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.candice-nguyen.com\/fragments\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4364","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.candice-nguyen.com\/fragments\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.candice-nguyen.com\/fragments\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.candice-nguyen.com\/fragments\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.candice-nguyen.com\/fragments\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=4364"}],"version-history":[{"count":127,"href":"https:\/\/www.candice-nguyen.com\/fragments\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4364\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":23189,"href":"https:\/\/www.candice-nguyen.com\/fragments\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4364\/revisions\/23189"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.candice-nguyen.com\/fragments\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/4455"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.candice-nguyen.com\/fragments\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=4364"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.candice-nguyen.com\/fragments\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=4364"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.candice-nguyen.com\/fragments\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=4364"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}