{"id":97,"date":"2016-01-08T16:30:06","date_gmt":"2016-01-08T15:30:06","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/imaginailes.fr\/onirismes\/?page_id=97"},"modified":"2020-07-24T19:08:26","modified_gmt":"2020-07-24T18:08:26","slug":"icare","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"http:\/\/imaginailes.fr\/automne\/mots-et-images\/sombres-sonnets\/icare\/","title":{"rendered":"Icare"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<div class=\"wp-block-columns is-layout-flex wp-container-core-columns-is-layout-9d6595d7 wp-block-columns-is-layout-flex\">\n<div class=\"wp-block-column is-layout-flow wp-block-column-is-layout-flow\">\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"362\" height=\"404\" src=\"http:\/\/imaginailes.fr\/automne\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/07\/icare-1.png\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-1148\" srcset=\"http:\/\/imaginailes.fr\/automne\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/07\/icare-1.png 362w, http:\/\/imaginailes.fr\/automne\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/07\/icare-1-269x300.png 269w, http:\/\/imaginailes.fr\/automne\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/07\/icare-1-134x150.png 134w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 362px) 100vw, 362px\" \/><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-column is-layout-flow wp-block-column-is-layout-flow\">\n<p>\nIcare, deux chemins sont ouverts devant toi.<br>Arpenter, comme moi, l&rsquo;incertitude et crainte<br>Des sinuosit\u00e9s de l&rsquo;obscur labyrinthe,<br>Ou suivre le soleil qui te montre la voie.\n\n<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u00ab\u00a0L&rsquo;unique v\u00e9rit\u00e9, elle est dans la lumi\u00e8re !\u00a0\u00bb<br>Tout comme un papillon, l&rsquo;homme y est attir\u00e9,<br>Fut-elle du soleil ou bien d&rsquo;un lampadaire.<br>C\u2019est en allant tout droit que tu t&rsquo;es \u00e9gar\u00e9.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Le soleil est un tra\u00eetre \u00e0 celui qui l&rsquo;adule.<br>Sa lumi\u00e8re t&rsquo;aveugle et sa chaleur te br\u00fble.<br>L&rsquo;ab\u00eeme o\u00f9 il te plonge est noir, sans lendemain.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Moi je marche dans l&rsquo;ombre et ma route serpente.<br>Bien que ma flamme soit si faible et vacillante,<br>Je d\u00e9roule le fil de mon propre chemin.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Icare, deux chemins sont ouverts devant toi.Arpenter, comme moi, l&rsquo;incertitude et crainteDes sinuosit\u00e9s de l&rsquo;obscur labyrinthe,Ou suivre le soleil qui te montre la voie. \u00ab\u00a0L&rsquo;unique v\u00e9rit\u00e9, elle est dans la lumi\u00e8re !\u00a0\u00bbTout comme un papillon, l&rsquo;homme y est attir\u00e9,Fut-elle du soleil ou bien d&rsquo;un lampadaire.C\u2019est en allant tout droit que \u2026 <a class=\"continue-reading-link\" href=\"http:\/\/imaginailes.fr\/automne\/mots-et-images\/sombres-sonnets\/icare\/\"> Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr; <\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":69,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-97","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/imaginailes.fr\/automne\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/97","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/imaginailes.fr\/automne\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/imaginailes.fr\/automne\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/imaginailes.fr\/automne\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/imaginailes.fr\/automne\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=97"}],"version-history":[{"count":7,"href":"http:\/\/imaginailes.fr\/automne\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/97\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1149,"href":"http:\/\/imaginailes.fr\/automne\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/97\/revisions\/1149"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/imaginailes.fr\/automne\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/69"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/imaginailes.fr\/automne\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=97"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}