{"id":474,"date":"2024-12-21T10:52:49","date_gmt":"2024-12-21T09:52:49","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/jeanneorient.com\/?p=474"},"modified":"2024-12-21T10:52:50","modified_gmt":"2024-12-21T09:52:50","slug":"ressacs","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/jeanneorient.com\/?p=474","title":{"rendered":"*Ressacs*"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size\"><strong>\u00ab Les mots ne se rel\u00e8vent jamais de leur chute silencieuse\u2026 \u00bb<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size\">*Ressacs* d\u2019Alexis Bardini (<a href=\"https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/seb.minaux?__cft__%5B0%5D=AZUeaenrY9ifiabxiWqzrfQ8Onbd60BnZpjvesjTj22wme00FgutF4oyNzsMK7QYawB4zF5bRS5OXdbc4yYEsPmJqcoxGljgs_I6HyicheqpyjuWHQnFWw0wtBgOnp_YuegtXSTHNV2nOGR3rVsgqUfzo7oWTRDwDF3Ph1cmxx5kjg&amp;__tn__=-%5DK-R\"><strong>S\u00e9bastien Minaux<\/strong><\/a>) est un recueil d\u2019eau\u2026eau sal\u00e9e, eau douce\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size\">Il y a la mer, il y a comme des gouttes de pluie qui tombent lentement sur la vitre. Tr\u00e8s lentement et elles portent une enfance, une m\u00e8re disparue, des ruptures et quelques \u00e9piphanies\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size\">Il y a aussi le face \u00e0 face d\u2019un homme et de son ombre qui se parlent, qui parlent, qui se consolent peut-\u00eatre de ce qui a \u00e9t\u00e9 ou n\u2019a pas \u00e9t\u00e9.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size\">Alexis Bardini semble \u00e9crire entre chien et loup :<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size\">\u00ab C\u2019\u00e9tait le soir\/ Et l\u2019horizon lancait la vague au ciel<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size\">Un homme sur les quais\/Tous ces chants de marin\/Lui faisaient cort\u00e8ge<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size\">Il est lucide sur les mots, sur leur chute parfois irr\u00e9m\u00e9diable :<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size\">\u00ab Les mots ne se rel\u00e8vent jamais de leur chute silencieuse\u2026 \u00bb<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size\">Pourtant, des lucioles lumineuses \u00e9clairent aussi l\u2019ombre. Des po\u00e8mes comme en suspension. Toujours ce goutte \u00e0 goutte qui selon peut gu\u00e9rir ou assombrir.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size\">*Ressacs*, comme ces vagues qui emportent et ram\u00e8nent au rivage.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size\">Alexis Bardini ne livre qu\u2019une part de sa propre vague. Il ne livre qu\u2019une sonorit\u00e9 qu\u2019il nous laisse interpr\u00e9ter \u00e0 notre guise.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size\">Il sait que tout ce qui s\u2019\u00e9crit sur le sable est appel\u00e9 \u00e0 disparaitre.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size\">*Ressacs* c\u2019est comme un \u00ab je \u00bb qui apparait et disparait :&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size\">\u00ab Dans mon pays de nage lente\/La nuit tient ses assises\/Sur de tr\u00e8s hauts plateaux<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size\">Lorsqu\u2019un homme se dresse, il est comme une \u00e9pingle\u00a0au fil du vent&#8230;\u00a0\u00bb<\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-embed alignleft is-type-video is-provider-youtube wp-block-embed-youtube wp-embed-aspect-16-9 wp-has-aspect-ratio\"><div class=\"wp-block-embed__wrapper\">\n<iframe loading=\"lazy\" title=\"Au Fil des pages de Jeanne Orient avec Alexis Bardini et *Ressacs*, Ed.Gallimard, Collection Blanche\" width=\"840\" height=\"473\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/EMWxk2HryEo?feature=oembed\" frameborder=\"0\" allow=\"accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share\" referrerpolicy=\"strict-origin-when-cross-origin\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe>\n<\/div><\/figure>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u00ab Les mots ne se rel\u00e8vent jamais de leur chute silencieuse\u2026 \u00bb *Ressacs* d\u2019Alexis Bardini (S\u00e9bastien Minaux) est un recueil d\u2019eau\u2026eau sal\u00e9e, eau douce\u2026 Il y a la mer, il y a comme des gouttes &hellip; <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":475,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[9],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-474","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-chroniques","latest_post"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/jeanneorient.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/474","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/jeanneorient.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/jeanneorient.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jeanneorient.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jeanneorient.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=474"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/jeanneorient.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/474\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":476,"href":"https:\/\/jeanneorient.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/474\/revisions\/476"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jeanneorient.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/475"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/jeanneorient.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=474"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jeanneorient.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=474"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jeanneorient.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=474"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}