Un catafalque d\u2019or surgit au fond des soirs,
\n\ufeffQuand les astres, comme des lampes,
\n\ufeffBr\u00fblent, en \u00e9tageant leurs rampes,
\nVers les lointains d\u2019argent marbrant des parvis noirs.<\/p>\n
Quel mort en ce cercueil ? Le c\u0153ur des hommes d\u2019ombre.
\n\ufeffNon des banals victorieux
\n\ufeffDont l\u2019audace br\u00fble les yeux,
\nMais le c\u0153ur des vaincus que la tristesse encombre.<\/p>\n
Ils ont pass\u00e9 r\u00eaveurs, muets, hagards et seuls,
\n\ufeffToujours d\u00e9courag\u00e9s d\u2019eux-m\u00eames,
\n\ufeffLaissant l\u2019\u00e9clat des diad\u00e8mes
\n\u00c0 d\u2019autres fronts et se v\u00eatant de leurs linceuls.<\/p>\n
Apr\u00e8s, se regardant, inquiets et des choses
\n\ufeffEt des autres \u2014 et sans amours ;
\n\ufeffEt n\u00e9anmoins cherchant toujours
\nSur les fumiers du monde \u00e0 se nourrir de roses.<\/p>\n
Lointainement par les grands mirages tent\u00e9s,
\n\ufeffEt par les gloires m\u00e9dusaires,
\n\ufeffMais peur des vices n\u00e9cessaires,
\nEt du cynique assaut de tant d\u2019hostilit\u00e9s.<\/p>\n
Leurs bras, rameaux tendus vers le printemps des r\u00eaves,
\n\ufeffSont retomb\u00e9s, \u2014 et pas un fruit,
\n\ufeffPas une fleur d\u2019or ou de nuit,
\nJamais, pas un seul rut de feuilles ni de s\u00e8ves.<\/p>\n
Ce qui flottait de Dieu dans l\u2019albe immensit\u00e9,
\n\ufeff\u2014 Douceur \u00e9parse et messag\u00e8re \u2014
\n\ufeffOn l\u2019a cristallis\u00e9 nagu\u00e8re
\nAu seuil des temps, en des vases d\u2019\u00e9ternit\u00e9.<\/p>\n
Mais le cristal s\u2019en est f\u00eal\u00e9. Les grands calices
\n\ufeffSe sont vid\u00e9s de l\u2019infini.
\n\ufeffEt maintenant l\u2019esprit bruni
\nDe trouble et les regards us\u00e9s par les supplices,<\/p>\n
Raffin\u00e9s de la mort, nous l\u2019invoquons les soirs,
\n\ufeffQuand les astres, comme des lampes,
\n\ufeffBr\u00fblent, en \u00e9tageant leurs rampes,
\nVers les lointains d\u2019argent marbrant des parvis noirs.<\/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":[252],"poems-book":[682],"poemes-theme":[],"poete":[654],"class_list":["post-14923","poemes","type-poemes","status-publish","hentry","annee-252","poems-book-les-soirs","poete-emile-verhaeren"],"yoast_head":"\n