Tu penches, grand Platane, et te proposes nu,
\n Blanc comme un jeune Scythe,
\nMais ta candeur est prise, et ton pied retenu
\n Par la force du site.<\/p>\n
Ombre retentissante en qui le m\u00eame azur
\n Qui t\u2019emporte, s\u2019apaise,
\nLa noire m\u00e8re astreint ce pied natal et pur
\n \u00c0 qui la fange p\u00e8se.<\/p>\n
De ton front voyageur les vents ne veulent pas ;
\n La terre tendre et sombre,
\n\u00d4 Platane, jamais ne laissera d\u2019un pas
\n S\u2019\u00e9merveiller ton ombre !<\/p>\n
Ce front n\u2019aura d\u2019acc\u00e8s qu\u2019aux degr\u00e9s lumineux
\n O\u00f9 la s\u00e8ve l\u2019exalte ;
\nTu peux grandir, candeur, mais non rompre les n\u0153uds
\n De l\u2019\u00e9ternelle halte !<\/p>\n
Pressens autour de toi d\u2019autres vivants li\u00e9s
\n Par l\u2019hydre v\u00e9n\u00e9rable ;
\nTes pareils sont nombreux, des pins aux peupliers,
\n De l\u2019yeuse \u00e0 l\u2019\u00e9rable,<\/p>\n
Qui, par les morts saisis, les pieds \u00e9ch\u00e9vel\u00e9s
\n Dans la confuse cendre,
\nSentent les fuir les fleurs, et leurs spermes ail\u00e9s,
\n Le cours l\u00e9ger descendre.<\/p>\n
Le tremble pur, le charme, et ce h\u00eatre form\u00e9
\n De quatre jeunes femmes,
\nNe cessent point de battre un ciel toujours ferm\u00e9,
\n V\u00eatus en vain de rames.<\/p>\n
Ils vivent s\u00e9par\u00e9s, ils pleurent confondus
\n Dans une seule absence,
\nEt leurs membres d\u2019argent sont vainement fendus
\n \u00c0 leur douce naissance.<\/p>\n
Quand l\u2019\u00e2me lentement qu\u2019ils expirent le soir
\n Vers l\u2019Aphrodite monte,
\nLa vierge doit dans l\u2019ombre, en silence, s\u2019asseoir,
\n Toute chaude de honte.<\/p>\n
Elle se sent surprendre, et p\u00e2le, appartenir
\n \u00c0 ce tendre pr\u00e9sage
\nQu\u2019une pr\u00e9sente chair tourne vers l\u2019avenir
\n Par un jeune visage\u2026<\/p>\n
Mais toi, de bras plus purs que les bras animaux,
\n Toi qui dans l\u2019or les plonges,
\nToi qui formes au jour le fant\u00f4me des maux
\n Que le sommeil fait songes,<\/p>\n
Haute profusion de feuilles, trouble fier
\n Quand l\u2019\u00e2pre tramontane
\nSonne, au comble de l\u2019or, l\u2019azur du jeune hiver
\n Sur tes harpes, Platane,<\/p>\n
Ose g\u00e9mir !\u2026 Il faut, \u00f4 souple chair du bois,
\n Te tordre, te d\u00e9tordre,
\nTe plaindre sans te rompre, et rendre aux vents la voix
\n Qu\u2019ils cherchent en d\u00e9sordre !<\/p>\n
Flagelle-toi !\u2026 Parais l\u2019impatient martyr
\n Qui soi-m\u00eame s\u2019\u00e9corche,
\nEt dispute \u00e0 la flamme impuissante \u00e0 partir
\n Ses retours vers la torche !
\nAfin que l\u2019hymne monte aux oiseaux qui na\u00eetront,
\n Et que le pur de l\u2019\u00e2me
\nFasse fr\u00e9mir d\u2019espoir les feuillages d\u2019un tronc
\n Qui r\u00eave de la flamme,<\/p>\n
Je t\u2019ai choisi, puissant personnage d\u2019un parc,
\n Ivre de ton tangage,
\nPuisque le ciel t\u2019exerce, et te presse, \u00f4 grand arc,
\n De lui rendre un langage !<\/p>\n
\u00d4 qu\u2019amoureusement des Dryades rival,
\n Le seul po\u00e8te puisse
\nFlatter ton corps poli comme il fait du Cheval
\n L\u2019ambitieuse cuisse !\u2026<\/p>\n
\u2014 Non, dit l\u2019arbre. Il dit : Non ! par l\u2019\u00e9tincellement
\n De sa t\u00eate superbe,
\nQue la temp\u00eate traite universellement
\n Comme elle fait une herbe !<\/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":[526],"poems-book":[511],"poemes-theme":[],"poete":[514],"class_list":["post-11283","poemes","type-poemes","status-publish","hentry","annee-526","poems-book-charmes","poete-paul-valery"],"yoast_head":"\n