De l\u2019\u00e9ternel Azur la sereine ironie
\nAccable, belle indolemment comme les fleurs,
\nLe po\u00ebte impuissant qui maudit son g\u00e9nie
\n\u00c0 travers un d\u00e9sert st\u00e9rile de Douleurs.<\/p>\n
Fuyant, les yeux ferm\u00e9s, je le sens qui regarde
\nAvec l\u2019intensit\u00e9 d\u2019un remords atterrant,
\nMon \u00e2me vide. O\u00f9 fuir ? Et quelle nuit hagarde
\nJeter, lambeaux, jeter sur ce m\u00e9pris navrant ?<\/p>\n
Brouillards, montez ! versez vos cendres monotones
\nAvec de longs haillons de brume dans les cieux
\nQue noiera le marais livide des automnes
\nEt b\u00e2tissez un grand plafond silencieux !<\/p>\n
Et toi, sors des \u00e9tangs l\u00e9th\u00e9ens et ramasse
\nEn t\u2019en venant la vase et les p\u00e2les roseaux,
\nCher Ennui, pour boucher d\u2019une main jamais lasse
\nLes grands trous bleus que font m\u00e9chamment les oiseaux<\/p>\n
Encor ! que sans r\u00e9pit les tristes chemin\u00e9es
\nFument, et que de suie une errante prison
\n\u00c9teigne dans l\u2019horreur de ses noires tra\u00een\u00e9es
\nLe soleil se mourant jaun\u00e2tre \u00e0 l\u2019horizon !<\/p>\n
\u2014 Le Ciel est mort. \u2014 Vers toi, j\u2019accours ! donne, \u00f4 mati\u00e8re,
\nL\u2019oubli de l\u2019Id\u00e9al cruel et du P\u00e9ch\u00e9
\n\u00c0 ce martyr qui vient partager la liti\u00e8re
\nO\u00f9 le b\u00e9tail heureux des hommes est couch\u00e9,<\/p>\n
Car j\u2019y veux, puisque enfin ma cervelle, vid\u00e9e
\nComme le pot de fard gisant au pied d\u2019un mur,
\nN\u2019a plus l\u2019art d\u2019attifer la sanglotante id\u00e9e,
\nLugubrement b\u00e2iller vers un tr\u00e9pas obscur..<\/p>\n
En vain ! l\u2019Azur triomphe, et je l\u2019entends qui chante
\nDans les cloches. Mon \u00e2me, il se fait voix pour plus
\nNous faire peur avec sa victoire m\u00e9chante,
\nEt du m\u00e9tal vivant sort en bleus angelus !<\/p>\n
Il roule par la brume, ancien et traverse
\nTa native agonie ainsi qu\u2019un glaive s\u00fbr ;
\nO\u00f9 fuir dans la r\u00e9volte inutile et perverse ?
\nJe suis hant\u00e9. L\u2019Azur ! l\u2019Azur ! l\u2019Azur ! l\u2019Azur !<\/p>\n","protected":false},"parent":0,"template":"","meta":{"inline_featured_image":false,"site-sidebar-layout":"default","site-content-layout":"","ast-site-content-layout":"default","site-content-style":"default","site-sidebar-style":"default","ast-global-header-display":"","ast-banner-title-visibility":"","ast-main-header-display":"","ast-hfb-above-header-display":"","ast-hfb-below-header-display":"","ast-hfb-mobile-header-display":"","site-post-title":"","ast-breadcrumbs-content":"","ast-featured-img":"","footer-sml-layout":"","ast-disable-related-posts":"","theme-transparent-header-meta":"default","adv-header-id-meta":"","stick-header-meta":"default","header-above-stick-meta":"","header-main-stick-meta":"","header-below-stick-meta":"","astra-migrate-meta-layouts":"set","ast-page-background-enabled":"default","ast-page-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"ast-content-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}}},"annee":[482],"poems-book":[484],"poemes-theme":[349,330,149],"poete":[485],"class_list":["post-10808","poemes","type-poemes","status-publish","hentry","annee-482","poems-book-poesies-mallarme","poemes-theme-condition-humaine","poemes-theme-mort","poemes-theme-nature","poete-stephane-mallarme"],"yoast_head":"\n