tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56000058236817522152024-03-14T05:59:40.722-07:00LE SEUIL DES FROIDURESLe Seuilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08938957957567164152noreply@blogger.comBlogger853125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600005823681752215.post-7470085108919942042023-09-14T06:15:00.005-07:002023-09-28T19:49:13.527-07:00Dans l'œil des ouragans de septembre, la mer se retire pour mieux frapper les plages calmes où l'Homme se prélasse lors d'un court voyage au cœur de son naufrage personnel. <p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh6kH_gjWuO29cwAZsir_dFXdkkhT2UavNJ_wjjbd7FUbFGrDAZgo1vjruUWWgBSQHL2cr07zcHUfzrl3_pzeHHgudURpJda60fu2zlvtHGIDsYjySEJi2niTfNCqzcg7xTH3L7yHcjqunrce22n6NanryGtAwVZwJ1g5gMCA87A_3pA-GYg0bymdJ/s710/Vers%20l'aube%20d'un%20monde%20sans%20matin%20%20(1)%20888888888888.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="710" data-original-width="513" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh6kH_gjWuO29cwAZsir_dFXdkkhT2UavNJ_wjjbd7FUbFGrDAZgo1vjruUWWgBSQHL2cr07zcHUfzrl3_pzeHHgudURpJda60fu2zlvtHGIDsYjySEJi2niTfNCqzcg7xTH3L7yHcjqunrce22n6NanryGtAwVZwJ1g5gMCA87A_3pA-GYg0bymdJ/w462-h640/Vers%20l'aube%20d'un%20monde%20sans%20matin%20%20(1)%20888888888888.jpg" width="462" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div> <span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"> 582</span><p></p><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-large;">VERS L'AUBE D'UN MONDE SANS MATIN</span></div> <p></p>Le Seuilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08938957957567164152noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600005823681752215.post-84043669444641423942022-11-21T19:43:00.001-08:002022-11-21T19:43:11.824-08:00Quand les petits oiseaux d'été nous quittent. Quand le soleil disparait de la map du Québec. Quand le Temps s'arrête dans la Tempête du Siècle, il est l'heure de tout quitter pour aller retrouver les petits oiseaux qui nous avaient quittés plus tôt. Il est temps de recommencer à nager contre le Courant. <p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip_QHCoa3PTk-6h5Ot5sFXgVCLqg0H9SUS6TLW-L0eXs6xLnjSnSlKuudL4GaKgF_JcF5QQBgqcUm37ZP4hU8ANuMFBbBI3ATRbPiTftllFwBPhAtM72qtOvtjJHqZq5btD7juDrH-_DGyV0Mx6-D_SQo_M8GWPstOsS7sPiAa52WGk7LgwnFAJw/s771/J'HA%C3%8FS%20L'HIVER.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="771" data-original-width="630" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip_QHCoa3PTk-6h5Ot5sFXgVCLqg0H9SUS6TLW-L0eXs6xLnjSnSlKuudL4GaKgF_JcF5QQBgqcUm37ZP4hU8ANuMFBbBI3ATRbPiTftllFwBPhAtM72qtOvtjJHqZq5btD7juDrH-_DGyV0Mx6-D_SQo_M8GWPstOsS7sPiAa52WGk7LgwnFAJw/w522-h640/J'HA%C3%8FS%20L'HIVER.jpg" width="522" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: x-large;">581</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">J'HAÏS L'HIVER</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">(sauf dans le Sud!)</span></div><p></p>Le Seuilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08938957957567164152noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600005823681752215.post-6463824642834038332022-09-11T20:03:00.010-07:002022-09-11T20:46:09.089-07:00Dans la gueule des gueux, un bout de langue qui se meurt. Au ras des pâquerettes, le corps d'une reine, monseigneur. Et ses chiens qui pleurent avec le fantôme de mon frère disparu subitement. L'Épée du 11 septembre sera toujours plantée dans nos cœurs. <p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt4bWeE53TSDCHtTtb4JB-mEo3p79z-dTlCLOMzXjXH5Bxgh5vQPZXqb4hLSV2zAvz3mgEPD9xKNuNqmkGgr07-u6V2Yl3IlgQlXtGJhXBsUwWF2wTdMHb4xsgdoNF0ws0aE-sVOWNNMBTbfaBepxZXD1Z0sbkycpkgtPOJiD2jYxuombqDtjGwA/s628/580-GOD%20SAVED%20THE%20DOGS%2011-09-22%203333.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="628" data-original-width="557" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt4bWeE53TSDCHtTtb4JB-mEo3p79z-dTlCLOMzXjXH5Bxgh5vQPZXqb4hLSV2zAvz3mgEPD9xKNuNqmkGgr07-u6V2Yl3IlgQlXtGJhXBsUwWF2wTdMHb4xsgdoNF0ws0aE-sVOWNNMBTbfaBepxZXD1Z0sbkycpkgtPOJiD2jYxuombqDtjGwA/w568-h640/580-GOD%20SAVED%20THE%20DOGS%2011-09-22%203333.jpg" width="568" /></a></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">580</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">GOD SAVES THE DOGS</span></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Like a band of gypsies we go down the highway</span></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><div><span style="font-family: verdana;">We're the best of friends</span></div></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><div><span style="font-family: verdana;">Insisting that the world keep turning our way</span></div></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><div><span style="font-family: verdana;">And our way</span></div></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><div><span style="font-family: verdana;">Is on the road again</span></div></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote><p></p>Le Seuilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08938957957567164152noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600005823681752215.post-89348387598803963962022-07-09T20:41:00.005-07:002022-09-11T20:40:29.153-07:00Du feu dans les yeux vert-de-gris pour l'Homme du Moyen-Âge. Un chien aux abois dans sa tête. Une guerre épique qui se prépare depuis la nuit des Temps. Mais en attendant, s'enfuir de cette forêt de Grande Noirceur.<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSMQOKoA_uHXVrBxwPSWWAni4T8TEBTQ0WSEFz78TdJ5UXgnd4YWhllI3w8AZy6Mz4sUfMCb6cUZAHienw8G2P3xpyk0UgmnprqmJA78pk4GAYpVgYdAxuZIRS5FBQMbXU2unGmfb1QPSY2kKvl6CvEfIEb3q7phrHV_wkKBsKhCPvFa7Udp1zOg/s945/THE%20BARKING%20DOG%20INSIDE%20YOU.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="945" data-original-width="590" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSMQOKoA_uHXVrBxwPSWWAni4T8TEBTQ0WSEFz78TdJ5UXgnd4YWhllI3w8AZy6Mz4sUfMCb6cUZAHienw8G2P3xpyk0UgmnprqmJA78pk4GAYpVgYdAxuZIRS5FBQMbXU2unGmfb1QPSY2kKvl6CvEfIEb3q7phrHV_wkKBsKhCPvFa7Udp1zOg/w400-h640/THE%20BARKING%20DOG%20INSIDE%20YOU.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;"> 579</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">AUX ABOIS</span></div><p></p>Le Seuilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08938957957567164152noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600005823681752215.post-83442879764102289652022-06-27T20:11:00.001-07:002022-09-11T20:38:36.334-07:00De beaux petits picots partout sur le corps. Pour une poignée de baisers volés dans le four de l'été. Relents de COVID ? Ou futur pandémie? En attendant, faut profiter du temps qu'il nous reste...à attendre...<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0Gzlckud4zp1rAgtRRsIK3sCZuWFnoblgzQuNnvcuu8m4PxH9gNsgSl-y1SBNeplWISWk81ntmId00C4dolRlkZDGstNFNg6HiE3sM319PkSeyKctSDdwvmEctAtxyYE8ixqgWVRS82xWHfbp9JISsadnfOhDxL5njbMrVPOf5uCUGP_LRONDyA/s788/VARIOLE%20DU%20SINGE.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="788" data-original-width="583" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0Gzlckud4zp1rAgtRRsIK3sCZuWFnoblgzQuNnvcuu8m4PxH9gNsgSl-y1SBNeplWISWk81ntmId00C4dolRlkZDGstNFNg6HiE3sM319PkSeyKctSDdwvmEctAtxyYE8ixqgWVRS82xWHfbp9JISsadnfOhDxL5njbMrVPOf5uCUGP_LRONDyA/w474-h640/VARIOLE%20DU%20SINGE.jpg" width="474" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> 578</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">MONKEYPOX 2022</span></div><p></p>Le Seuilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08938957957567164152noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600005823681752215.post-21617866563092851592022-04-09T20:33:00.005-07:002022-09-11T20:37:43.379-07:00 Il doit y avoir une sorte de moyen de sortir d'ici dit le farceur au voleur. Il y a trop de confusion. Je ne peux pas obtenir de soulagement. Hommes d'affaires, ils boivent mon vin, les laboureurs creusent ma terre. Aucun ne nivellera sur la ligne. Personne n'a offert sa parole. Hé, hé. Aucune raison de s'exciter. Le voleur, il a gentiment parlé. Il y en a beaucoup parmi nous qui pensent que la vie n'est qu'une plaisanterie. Mais, euh, mais toi et moi, nous sommes passés par là. Et ce n'est pas notre destin. Alors arrêtons de parler faussement maintenant. L'heure se fait tard, hé, hey. Tout le long de la tour de guet, les princes ont gardé la vue. Alors que toutes les femmes allaient et venaient, les serviteurs aux pieds nus aussi. Eh bien, euh, dehors, dans la distance froide, un chat sauvage a grondé. Deux cavaliers s'approchaient. Et le vent a commencé à hurler, hey, tout le long de la tour de guet, tout le long de la tour de guet<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_ZFIMZIpd0JQDbkKgbX8Ek_CdrItCtDjcX5i6wmmbiAkNO2fxUC8nQc1PPvKsiZO3SU1byCP2vXrKKp0rYJnH21hpqWmzeDfw83xcS_SY7BotBW0m5VhcEWUYZs_8lNJ8eWwFkFmYJpVkin1AMw4PN0_2pgaGiB9M28MB3HvVeWgm50fXmPE0Ww/s739/all%20along%20the%20watchtower%202.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="739" data-original-width="736" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_ZFIMZIpd0JQDbkKgbX8Ek_CdrItCtDjcX5i6wmmbiAkNO2fxUC8nQc1PPvKsiZO3SU1byCP2vXrKKp0rYJnH21hpqWmzeDfw83xcS_SY7BotBW0m5VhcEWUYZs_8lNJ8eWwFkFmYJpVkin1AMw4PN0_2pgaGiB9M28MB3HvVeWgm50fXmPE0Ww/w638-h640/all%20along%20the%20watchtower%202.jpg" width="638" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">577</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">ALL ALONG THE WATCH TOWER</span></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /> <p></p>Le Seuilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08938957957567164152noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600005823681752215.post-82890454570863830562022-03-26T21:17:00.003-07:002022-09-11T20:36:51.728-07:00Le Printemps fait comme s'il n'était pas là. Il se gèle tout seul dans son coin. Il attend que le Soleil s'explose. Ou peut-être autre chose. En mémoire de jours plus ou moins heureux, le Cafard des Illuminés fera le reste, excès des rats....<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi32ajdVXmxQgR0IsxtnSsaHPha-HFpiWzu9V_j49c58u-aC8Vj15r2Q8TisMEetUcoOLc26P9uLUKRk5yXJZcRH3LRgZa1r0_PSbFdsClCq1S5zo-klLC2HdhZcxzXIvkN1T5gGoSYbHIfViymbg2T1XIg-mF1CmD6U1TjsaqFOVk_hoHeC3sIKQ/s756/LOST%20FOR%20EVER.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="756" data-original-width="734" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi32ajdVXmxQgR0IsxtnSsaHPha-HFpiWzu9V_j49c58u-aC8Vj15r2Q8TisMEetUcoOLc26P9uLUKRk5yXJZcRH3LRgZa1r0_PSbFdsClCq1S5zo-klLC2HdhZcxzXIvkN1T5gGoSYbHIfViymbg2T1XIg-mF1CmD6U1TjsaqFOVk_hoHeC3sIKQ/w622-h640/LOST%20FOR%20EVER.jpg" width="622" /></a></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">576</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">LOST FOR EVER</span></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /> <p></p>Le Seuilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08938957957567164152noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600005823681752215.post-69675986924688276032022-03-11T22:22:00.006-08:002022-09-11T20:35:56.112-07:00La valse hésitante du président qui va-t-en guerre comme on irait faire son épicerie. Les drapeaux blancs auront besoin d'eau de Javel. Parce que le sang c'est pas facile à détacher de nos regards délavés. Une petite bombe jaune et bleue pour se mettre dans le bain des vapeurs de la Guerre. Et un gros Satan 2 qui fera le grand ménage du printemps pas hâtif.<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhcmeing8KiXIh9T3RGmsy4CjQmVU7yMjCYIRl7Q9ByIRw12QIWfddBwvHlzsqrKDSbBRQqOV_na0fCwhOe4qkGGfn8RbWIzAgAFOMMFV-uY5iPWySRglk_FUKyZm3yNF8taNioTiUAZh3VbCfpEtdXYur6_qv5xB7qn4ZZNArF9-tepPsY56j-pw=s835" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="814" data-original-width="835" height="624" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhcmeing8KiXIh9T3RGmsy4CjQmVU7yMjCYIRl7Q9ByIRw12QIWfddBwvHlzsqrKDSbBRQqOV_na0fCwhOe4qkGGfn8RbWIzAgAFOMMFV-uY5iPWySRglk_FUKyZm3yNF8taNioTiUAZh3VbCfpEtdXYur6_qv5xB7qn4ZZNArF9-tepPsY56j-pw=w640-h624" width="640" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> 575</span><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">WHITE FLAG</span></div></div>Le Seuilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08938957957567164152noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600005823681752215.post-59715461594701453232022-01-10T21:29:00.007-08:002022-01-10T22:00:40.498-08:00Comme la cinquième vague impression que les choses ne se passeront pas comme nous le désirerions. Faudra attendre que la poussière retombe sur les milliards de coton-tige des enfermés. Attendre qu'il y ait une première bombe. L'homme-micron fera place alors au π. Pis ?<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"><div style="text-align: center;"> </div></span></blockquote><div><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: large;"> </span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-size: x-large; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjxN4vtLd1xmROCyLptnYkLUOL94_BC1X_BaY9FCuNYHU1zEbRKmEQzRmzwbE7bdL0gF9n38IBR6weQxChl7Q7aDiV7QjjO3v5D2H8_nOc2IHtOIFMw6wB5PITYZloqygfo6cIOHQhXpIczAmyn_yhQm0hMPZkboW7XyOqbdhD-OhzcfmzZn3F96Q=s750" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="750" data-original-width="556" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjxN4vtLd1xmROCyLptnYkLUOL94_BC1X_BaY9FCuNYHU1zEbRKmEQzRmzwbE7bdL0gF9n38IBR6weQxChl7Q7aDiV7QjjO3v5D2H8_nOc2IHtOIFMw6wB5PITYZloqygfo6cIOHQhXpIczAmyn_yhQm0hMPZkboW7XyOqbdhD-OhzcfmzZn3F96Q=w474-h640" width="474" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">574</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">HOMME-MICRON</span></div><br /></span><p></p></div>Le Seuilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08938957957567164152noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600005823681752215.post-45608287538633997662021-12-13T20:58:00.004-08:002022-01-10T22:02:24.759-08:00Par un doux soir d'Avent du Général Hiver, me revient la mémoire d'un troupeau d'humains en déroute devant les variants affolés d'une époque virale. Ce sera l'Attente, la Préparation puis la Pénitence. <p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: large;"> </span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-size: x-large; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhwb9bIvJgjBIOQ0PvsUNuPkgng1hefwXpiOWuibqMoL2C-hGomOCF1h3R733wJJcYxP2GlrSPZUOQSnpbWBztir8x_YXIGlwOSVFI8TBlMW5JnuAPfVcM-XQWTv0WDuaKkBDJPT8B-vKdx2i-6abUX-xl3J0TPQXJ3YRUWMH_eEAtD94MN2kArng=s899" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="899" data-original-width="587" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhwb9bIvJgjBIOQ0PvsUNuPkgng1hefwXpiOWuibqMoL2C-hGomOCF1h3R733wJJcYxP2GlrSPZUOQSnpbWBztir8x_YXIGlwOSVFI8TBlMW5JnuAPfVcM-XQWTv0WDuaKkBDJPT8B-vKdx2i-6abUX-xl3J0TPQXJ3YRUWMH_eEAtD94MN2kArng=w418-h640" width="418" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">573</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">TOUJOURS LES MÊMES</span></div><br /></span>Le Seuilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08938957957567164152noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600005823681752215.post-33556961520277407762021-11-30T19:19:00.007-08:002022-01-10T22:03:57.981-08:00Une autre bébelle made in China qui va se casser après 6 mois. Une autre tempête dans un verre de vent...Mais qu'est-ce que le SPASME DE VIVRE ?<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: large;"> </span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-size: x-large; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg7bkEofiWRnzgio7iM-v4fMX1gABSHriphpCIm2MZYLSxS6tv4qa24E-pXxpYNGpThFVNSfmKXJ_B9nCGXtWw_ylzRSK6h6yzxSlsNXXxBOFCTkSjfLmLGJONE4iA8u5-J1llhDLO8qA0WGwvD-msQYoRRVnXDigWGroL7APZj3fz6qD8T23fbLg=s960" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="876" data-original-width="960" height="584" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg7bkEofiWRnzgio7iM-v4fMX1gABSHriphpCIm2MZYLSxS6tv4qa24E-pXxpYNGpThFVNSfmKXJ_B9nCGXtWw_ylzRSK6h6yzxSlsNXXxBOFCTkSjfLmLGJONE4iA8u5-J1llhDLO8qA0WGwvD-msQYoRRVnXDigWGroL7APZj3fz6qD8T23fbLg=w640-h584" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">572</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">POGNE PENG</span></div><br /></span><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #990000; font-size: large;"> <span face="sans-serif" style="background-color: white; text-align: left;">Ah ! comme la neige a neigé !</span></span></i></b></div><b><i><span style="color: #990000; font-size: large;"><span face="sans-serif" style="background-color: white;"><div style="text-align: center;">Ma vitre est un jardin de givre.</div></span><span face="sans-serif" style="background-color: white;"><div style="text-align: center;">Ah ! comme la neige a neigé !</div></span><span face="sans-serif" style="background-color: white;"><div style="text-align: center;">Qu’est-ce que le spasme de vivre</div></span><span face="sans-serif" style="background-color: white;"><div style="text-align: center;">À la douleur que j’ai, que j’ai.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #202122; font-size: 14px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; text-align: right;">— Émile Nelligan, </span><i style="color: #202122; font-size: 14px; font-weight: 400; text-align: right;">Poésies complètes 1896-1941</i></div></span></span></i></b><p></p></div>Le Seuilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08938957957567164152noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600005823681752215.post-32387298656327166002021-09-24T20:31:00.006-07:002022-01-10T22:05:08.592-08:00Dans les méandres phosphorescents de l'Art flottent les cadavres enrobés des tissus soyeux de l'Imaginaire. Parfois on reste au fond, parfois on remonte. On saura jamais qu'on apprend rien.<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjs07jUK74YL7RVeYPJxRch-EqhZAnYn_BtUgk5IrhU5fsWs9cN99Jc78P0aGuWaM3e8Z2uaQZC8zSBEmszWCIl5vrnIkFCY8-njWmnNyoCCmxD4r5c8V93pMedl2n8jWnj9zP1ARYma2m0nenEKW963FVhyKf0Uv8yAd2BFb5VLsKFZaI4bkP3uA=s642" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="642" data-original-width="491" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjs07jUK74YL7RVeYPJxRch-EqhZAnYn_BtUgk5IrhU5fsWs9cN99Jc78P0aGuWaM3e8Z2uaQZC8zSBEmszWCIl5vrnIkFCY8-njWmnNyoCCmxD4r5c8V93pMedl2n8jWnj9zP1ARYma2m0nenEKW963FVhyKf0Uv8yAd2BFb5VLsKFZaI4bkP3uA=w490-h640" width="490" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-large;">571</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-large;">LES BLUES DE LOUISE</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /> <p></p>Le Seuilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08938957957567164152noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600005823681752215.post-44817274210355521842021-08-25T18:48:00.008-07:002022-01-10T22:06:15.329-08:00SALVADOR au centre de l'essai nucléaire juste pour essayer un nouveau truc. Juste pour l'art avec un petit a. Juste pour moi.<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: large;"> </span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-size: x-large; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhAAYH_qNGXW0yYYETnWDFarX88ok8yHvM_8ic0PrxXwhnQ7CfOsEoW5byYP_FPs6aliJZbIXioFzd1l95cYykOcocY-O0ELtoKXq_n7xToxBq1jIKIxJULCflD9yDm0dYAvmpGclnjcoOtv4V0SBnJ6rdpk_0XQthKnwxPF_doqM-pKDWaAO1tzg=s831" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="831" data-original-width="536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhAAYH_qNGXW0yYYETnWDFarX88ok8yHvM_8ic0PrxXwhnQ7CfOsEoW5byYP_FPs6aliJZbIXioFzd1l95cYykOcocY-O0ELtoKXq_n7xToxBq1jIKIxJULCflD9yDm0dYAvmpGclnjcoOtv4V0SBnJ6rdpk_0XQthKnwxPF_doqM-pKDWaAO1tzg=w412-h640" width="412" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">570</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">ESSAI NUCLÉAIRE</span></div><br /></span><div><div><p></p><div><br /></div></div></div>Le Seuilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08938957957567164152noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600005823681752215.post-1508119501787412842021-07-20T20:49:00.004-07:002022-01-10T22:07:37.644-08:00L'Homme flotte dans l'espace des dieux mais l'œil du Diable le suit de près. Il fait ce qu'il peut. Il fait ce qu'il veut. Tout en s'intéressant au rose cendré d'une larme-sandale, rien ne l'empêche d'aller encore plus haut. RIEN.<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEioWdo4mKyQ_wn-p28NQw1QL5OAU3d5ABZKoiiKMoIycg7-Ug2NjS4_KjWNL61obkuDPDIqZI2e2pxEtssyOicye_V6spWLuwA9XPzUuLhGmEgvw7u8K6SmU5BETnO1vNkGTVSQPppIEAowCMKmrMZMrjZBkLjLLOi222Ulztx108aJU4t8M1MxHQ=s1146" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1146" data-original-width="479" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEioWdo4mKyQ_wn-p28NQw1QL5OAU3d5ABZKoiiKMoIycg7-Ug2NjS4_KjWNL61obkuDPDIqZI2e2pxEtssyOicye_V6spWLuwA9XPzUuLhGmEgvw7u8K6SmU5BETnO1vNkGTVSQPppIEAowCMKmrMZMrjZBkLjLLOi222Ulztx108aJU4t8M1MxHQ=w268-h640" width="268" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-large;">569</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-large;">LE TOURMENTÉ</span></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /> <p></p>Le Seuilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08938957957567164152noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600005823681752215.post-64682252341081750632021-03-17T20:38:00.003-07:002022-01-10T22:08:54.855-08:00Quand tout ça sera terminé, que restera-il de nos amours ? Quelques chatons de poussière dans les recoins de nos solitudes apprivoisées. Et quelques musiques retrouvées ici et là.<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: large;"> </span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-size: x-large; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiG17abUIYUNuO7O19sv6fn9LTT_VNl90mMTPxO3SzkRc66ROkx-GW9AOzC9_LSuCCmYI4X4P7LGm-DCm5ScTmuRmajCw5txDPT-AzNOvjWnpu9o5ftbA0pb2HoMnIpWUkzB3wWSphJkkSijYgHSQpPgGUBUEslpj_4LT2hgrIKrQTCwDN1CdqBMw=s939" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="939" data-original-width="596" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiG17abUIYUNuO7O19sv6fn9LTT_VNl90mMTPxO3SzkRc66ROkx-GW9AOzC9_LSuCCmYI4X4P7LGm-DCm5ScTmuRmajCw5txDPT-AzNOvjWnpu9o5ftbA0pb2HoMnIpWUkzB3wWSphJkkSijYgHSQpPgGUBUEslpj_4LT2hgrIKrQTCwDN1CdqBMw=w406-h640" width="406" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">568</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">QUE RESTE-T-IL DE NOS AMOURS ?</span></div><br /></span><div> <p></p></div>Le Seuilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08938957957567164152noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600005823681752215.post-38066298471720835822021-01-23T22:26:00.004-08:002022-01-10T22:09:51.396-08:00 Quand l'HEURE H franchira la ligne du Temps, l'Homme sourira avec toute la sagesse de ses dents. Les Chinois lui auront trouvé le BON médicament. L'Ami américain sortira alors ses dollars appétissants.<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjp7tFrda4Q5Es50F5_4Js-VSWWP_7A5wgqNdnu7RJBj9ZT-gaSqFSJ3pk3ju49bJczqpYpUh-RXk26UNCUPJx3aa4ubNhGRM8baMC_f9E-DSjSv97r62i0evfdUEByK-x897KV0nMT8wkrx2jBufAZbtitvNDb9k8SSJhJLyS15cdMdIWhjfMXLQ=s902" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="902" data-original-width="668" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjp7tFrda4Q5Es50F5_4Js-VSWWP_7A5wgqNdnu7RJBj9ZT-gaSqFSJ3pk3ju49bJczqpYpUh-RXk26UNCUPJx3aa4ubNhGRM8baMC_f9E-DSjSv97r62i0evfdUEByK-x897KV0nMT8wkrx2jBufAZbtitvNDb9k8SSJhJLyS15cdMdIWhjfMXLQ=w474-h640" width="474" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-large;">567</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-large;">n-95</span></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div> <p></p></div>Le Seuilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08938957957567164152noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600005823681752215.post-48338083372732652982021-01-19T19:50:00.005-08:002022-01-10T22:11:25.425-08:00On ne sera jamais assez vieux pour refaire la Révolution. Y'aura encore plein de printemps pour se pratiquer. Welcome home, Joe.<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: large;"> </span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-size: x-large; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjBuPvi2UzsDFt4VwAoOpjusQce6GlUHJXwquVsQCCrEu5xF3avqWRkYPqVpNUPsJSP-9ZAL_3EzgDTS0gZTiEo87dZYsDOwRvU64-L_9Z1HerSXLHZysVQxnhZASJiccyW5Zscr8qQFmALs9fIatSwfOrbZkURyHuNsWyfqKh0yTLQxybgNGESXw=s824" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="824" data-original-width="575" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjBuPvi2UzsDFt4VwAoOpjusQce6GlUHJXwquVsQCCrEu5xF3avqWRkYPqVpNUPsJSP-9ZAL_3EzgDTS0gZTiEo87dZYsDOwRvU64-L_9Z1HerSXLHZysVQxnhZASJiccyW5Zscr8qQFmALs9fIatSwfOrbZkURyHuNsWyfqKh0yTLQxybgNGESXw=w446-h640" width="446" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">566</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">64 PRINTEMPS</span></div><br /></span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/Kj8Y3rV0kHA" width="320" youtube-src-id="Kj8Y3rV0kHA"></iframe></div><br /><p></p><div><br /></div>Le Seuilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08938957957567164152noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600005823681752215.post-82846263963334710532020-11-24T17:37:00.003-08:002020-11-24T17:41:58.638-08:00LA MORT DE MISTRAL<p> </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="border: none windowtext 1.0pt; color: #050505; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-border-alt: none windowtext 0cm; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: FR-CA; padding: 0cm;">CHRISTIAN MISTRAL, écrivain, poète,
parolier et pionnier des blogues littéraires québécois, est parti sans trop
faire de bruit faire le plus long de ses voyages...</span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: FR-CA;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="border: none windowtext 1.0pt; color: #050505; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-border-alt: none windowtext 0cm; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: FR-CA; padding: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 18pt;">Je n'oublierai jamais la première fois
que je l'ai vu au Salon du Livre de Québec. Il avait une grosse tache de vin
sur son T-shirt blanc usé. Mais lorsque ses grands bras m'ont enserrée en signe
de reconnaissance, j'ai vraiment cru qu'il était un Vautour. Nous avons
développé des liens via son blogue et quelques échanges personnels. C'était
l'époque des grandes correspondances entre des auteurs blogueurs professionnels
et quelques admirateurs amateurs dont je faisais partie.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="border: none windowtext 1.0pt; color: #050505; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-border-alt: none windowtext 0cm; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: FR-CA; padding: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 18pt;">Des mots, beaucoup trop de mots
quelques fois, comme des plumes qui chatouillent les pieds mais aussi comme des
couteaux qui égratignent les cœurs des plus fragiles. Avec lui, il ne fallait
pas lui parler d’un autre auteur, il fallait l’entretenir de lui et de son
travail. Avec la gang d’écrivains qui foisonnaient à cette époque, pour moi,
qui les aimais tous et toutes, c’était plutôt difficile.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: #050505; font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 18pt;">Il ne m’a jamais insulté ni menacé de quoi que ce soit. C'était avant
que la Vie avec son grand V ne le relègue aux oubliettes. Mistral gagnant,
Mistral perdant. Cinquante-six ans, c'est bien trop jeune pour </span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 18pt;">mourir mais dans son cas, me
direz-vous, c’était pas mal « vieux ». Cette photo de lui est
probablement l'une de ses meilleures...</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="border: none windowtext 1.0pt; color: #050505; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-border-alt: none windowtext 0cm; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: FR-CA; padding: 0cm;"><o:p></o:p></span></p>
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dédicacés laisseront quelques traces de son furtif passage sur terre. Je garde
précieusement un article de <b>La Presse</b> papier dans lequel la journaliste
<b>Marie-Julie Gagnon</b> m'avait interviewée à propos du phénomène des blogues.
C’était le 2 décembre 2003, il y a presque 17 ans. <o:p></o:p></span></p></div>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>Le Seuilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08938957957567164152noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600005823681752215.post-64385188035685240812020-10-28T20:12:00.006-07:002022-01-10T22:12:23.035-08:00L'ombre des jours qui courent plus vite que leur lumière. Le rideau de peine qui tombe sur le silence des murs dépeints. Le cercle de l'angoisse qui recommence. Novembre s'amène avec les fantômes de l'ancienne liberté de Buñuel. Et Viva España !<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: large;"> </span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-size: x-large; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjU6ET3H1kLdYZK8IjcPKYG5Afg5dMnQjMMLXpMcx-T7tb9QKd9vo2szKkePf5wuJ1iXwcc0DCQFmTBsw8kGCilf81rDEKpmpLdYe4H5yZJfO1htulWNmFQYaCh8tp2u7to1EmxLwZ-ij3oUxxNdyEqEAYNhwlRY0FY4PWTHU2LIu8JghLQ74tyfQ=s904" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="904" data-original-width="641" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjU6ET3H1kLdYZK8IjcPKYG5Afg5dMnQjMMLXpMcx-T7tb9QKd9vo2szKkePf5wuJ1iXwcc0DCQFmTBsw8kGCilf81rDEKpmpLdYe4H5yZJfO1htulWNmFQYaCh8tp2u7to1EmxLwZ-ij3oUxxNdyEqEAYNhwlRY0FY4PWTHU2LIu8JghLQ74tyfQ=w454-h640" width="454" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">565</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">NOVEMBER CURTAINS</span></div><br /></span><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #212121;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #212121;">«Novembre est un beau mois. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #212121;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Mais il faut aimer le gris. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #212121;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Et l’œil en saisir la lumière.»</span></span><p></p></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #212121;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #212121;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Gilles Vigneault</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #212121;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div></div>Le Seuilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08938957957567164152noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600005823681752215.post-30186858228867899322020-10-03T21:09:00.005-07:002022-01-10T22:13:25.063-08:00Les néo-zonards qui habitent dans la Capitale se sont enterrés tout seuls dans le rouge pour 28 jours. Leur maire et leurs pères dorment sur un œil. Ils sentent bien que le Général Hiver ne viendra jamais à leur rescousse. Ils affûteront leurs pelles & couteaux le lendemain du 3 novembre.<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div> <div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhLdavZHRdUzNDWcEqQuwz-6M5i-AbPba874OzgMTdDAErtcPNOMjlYe0fBbEuICiJ9S5HgcL32d2CpCCanHJwDc0NHDR4mmalTymKAbsMIe-Vq7iO6vcIbvDncWaa8ZkZ62cqySG6kTjk1jm2Xn7ZLZY1EVnHxghttquxZdCCEXzVqbVcPXLuBgQ=s1084" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1084" data-original-width="764" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhLdavZHRdUzNDWcEqQuwz-6M5i-AbPba874OzgMTdDAErtcPNOMjlYe0fBbEuICiJ9S5HgcL32d2CpCCanHJwDc0NHDR4mmalTymKAbsMIe-Vq7iO6vcIbvDncWaa8ZkZ62cqySG6kTjk1jm2Xn7ZLZY1EVnHxghttquxZdCCEXzVqbVcPXLuBgQ=w452-h640" width="452" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-large;">564</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-large;">DEAD ZONE 19</span></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>Le Seuilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08938957957567164152noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600005823681752215.post-34409787494740503922020-09-21T20:47:00.006-07:002022-01-10T22:14:26.713-08:00Juste avant le rouge du sang des grandes armées; juste avant le temps de la plus grande des illusions, il y aura le jus acide de l'OR-ange, déversé dans les sinus asséchés des civils. <p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkwKvAYXZss4VcVmpDVf0KckCtOVNdpo20miC_9oxeHx2FSuKBLVNMKx05gU_y7DSuwh2w08d5nCkaY_KQmJpfnNMwZ-23FF6uaBXFKWTtEQGCzQHdIjLS9dc7yniqo_rGXCoLUSXzGQ/s889/LA+ZONE+ORANGE.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="889" data-original-width="565" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkwKvAYXZss4VcVmpDVf0KckCtOVNdpo20miC_9oxeHx2FSuKBLVNMKx05gU_y7DSuwh2w08d5nCkaY_KQmJpfnNMwZ-23FF6uaBXFKWTtEQGCzQHdIjLS9dc7yniqo_rGXCoLUSXzGQ/w406-h640/LA+ZONE+ORANGE.png" width="406" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">563</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-large;">LA ZONE ORANGE</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><br /><div><p></p><div><br /></div></div>Le Seuilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08938957957567164152noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600005823681752215.post-42033715984278627542020-08-10T22:06:00.009-07:002020-08-10T22:43:04.306-07:00Il en faudra du temps pour revenir de cette Pandémie ministérielle. Nous n'écrirons plus alors que des futilités décolorées. Nous partirons en fumée avec les FONTAINES D.C. En direct de l'Irlande des Nestor, Kelly, Joyce et Kennedy, la vie n'est et ne sera pas toujours vide.<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLMTzxHsvJ5OHBZTStXFGzWYB9zc5r_LbhlihdGpow0e1-fiQx3PEP2VOc4_ayl36n9_rTu14gfx3Dk75CUMKAmeNAmIR-9sdIfB7g2PinTlTe_h0Ey2Iet_SEvNFzjrYg18oi-e5d2A/s864/Du+pain+et+des+roses.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="864" data-original-width="583" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLMTzxHsvJ5OHBZTStXFGzWYB9zc5r_LbhlihdGpow0e1-fiQx3PEP2VOc4_ayl36n9_rTu14gfx3Dk75CUMKAmeNAmIR-9sdIfB7g2PinTlTe_h0Ey2Iet_SEvNFzjrYg18oi-e5d2A/s640/Du+pain+et+des+roses.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">562 </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">DU PAIN ET DES ROSES</span></div><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jLNt8aMNbvY">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jLNt8aMNbvY</a></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfcPTx2MWHxOvTOsCdeLEkFJobFtjBUIuA47UDDGWHlxMFFdoCCCFQKpgRuMExNX5BM01FgogCTiErJW7TzxuUplYkjqMl3DgCEql59X2nia9qo_cd_UKxvmrP_zXvrsfh4eeBvQLKJA/s1820/inline_resized_1024_5f3184cd5912d_341692.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1820" data-original-width="1024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfcPTx2MWHxOvTOsCdeLEkFJobFtjBUIuA47UDDGWHlxMFFdoCCCFQKpgRuMExNX5BM01FgogCTiErJW7TzxuUplYkjqMl3DgCEql59X2nia9qo_cd_UKxvmrP_zXvrsfh4eeBvQLKJA/s640/inline_resized_1024_5f3184cd5912d_341692.jpg" /></a></div><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>Le Seuilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08938957957567164152noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600005823681752215.post-46436103543657333712020-05-06T19:37:00.000-07:002020-05-06T19:41:34.626-07:00RIEN NE VA PLUS. FAITES VOS VŒUX. DANS L'IMMORTEL DES VIES ROSÉES, LES PLANTES CARNIVORES ATTENDENT EN SILENCE L'ORDRE D'AVANCER. ELLES NE FERONT DE NOUS QU'UNE SEULE ET UNIQUE BOUCHÉE. DÉSORMAIS ET À JAMAIS. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: red; font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i><b>He's standing by the door</b></i></span><br />
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Le Seuilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08938957957567164152noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600005823681752215.post-55499806255875211412020-03-27T21:42:00.003-07:002020-03-27T21:50:31.096-07:00Un léger détour pour le virus dans la petite vie de tous les jours. L'infini combat contre la bestiole armée de son plus beau sourire. Son soudain retour sur Terre a de quoi effrayer même les milliardaires. Ils finiront bien par faire de l'argent avec. Et nous ferons cuire nos poulets à la portugaise.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #783f04; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i><b>Like a flame that seeks explosives</b></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #783f04; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i><b>As gunpowder needs a war</b></i></span></div>
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<a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6ADS-VUHSEM"><b><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6ADS-VUHSEM</span></b></a></div>
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Le Seuilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08938957957567164152noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600005823681752215.post-77001548537282640712019-12-28T21:03:00.000-08:002020-03-15T18:49:16.728-07:00En plein dans la blackface du premier sinistre: nos vies qui flambent dans ses lunettes roses, nos vies qui mordent à pleines dents dans son monde de feux d'artifices de toutes sortes. Sonnera l'heure de la dernière parade d'un carnaval de pacotille. Il manquera d'espace pour décrire l'horreur de ce jour. La vie sera sur pause. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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