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<p class="MsoNormal blockquote" style="line-height: 125%; margin-left: 40px; margin-right: 40px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 125%; font-family: 'Garamond','serif';"><br /><a class="asset-img-link" href="https://poezibao.typ...8683e200c-popup" onclick="window.open( this.href, '_blank', 'width=640,height=480,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0' ); return false" style="float: left;"><img alt="Frédérique de Carvalho barque pierre" class="asset asset-image at-xid-6a00d8345238fe69e20263ec28683e200c img-responsive" src="https://poezibao.typepad.com/.a/6a00d8345238fe69e20263ec28683e200c-100wi" style="width: 100px; margin: 3px 15px 5px 5px; border: 1px solid #969696; box-shadow: 8px 8px 12px #aaa;" title="Frédérique de Carvalho barque pierre" /></a>Frédérique de Carvalho publie <em>barque pierre</em> aux éditions Isabelle Sauvage. <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />dedans                         le corps à corps<br />                                    ne sait dâoù ni quoi<br /><br />                                    un signe quelquefois<br />                                    le signe chaque fois<br />                                    rappelle<br />                                    le<br />                                    paysage<br /><br /><br />                                    la lande on la dit<br />                                    dénudée et<br />                                    sauvage on la dit<br />                                    parfumée<br />                                    et fiévreuse on<br />                                    la dit<br />                                    inculte mais la<br />                                    litière<br />                                    des bêtes<br />                                    mais<br />                                    la morsure jaune de<br />                                    lâajonc lâaigle de<br />                                    la fougère<br /><br />                                    et le blanc<br />                                    si blanc<br />                                    dâun lichen de<br />                                    Sibérie<br /><br />                                    la voix déporte<br />                                    encore<br /><br />/<br /><br />ici                                le ciel vient par<br />ailleurs                        éclat et<br />                                    repart<br /><br />                                    câest un état<br />                                    second<br />                                    le corps <br />                                    multiplié jusquâà<br />                                    lâexil<br /><br /><br />                                    des phrases tombent ou un bout<br />                                    comme<br />                                    une      épiphanie<br />                                    secondaire<br /><br />                                    lâexil est une terre<br />                                    la terre de personne<br /><br />                                    un lieu clos sans<br />                                    clôture une terre<br />                                    posthume<br /><br />                                    comme si la mort le<br />                                    miroir<br /><br />                                    toutes les saisons dans<br />                                    toutes les saisons<br /><br /><br />Frédérique de Carvalho, <em>barque pierre</em>, éditions isabelle sauvage, 2020, 106 p., 18â¬, pp. 23 à 26.<br /><br /><br /><br /></span></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/typepad/KEpI/~4/_9fRcNBR1Vw" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>

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