Le menuisier du vieux savoir
\nFait des cercles et des carr\u00e9s,
\nTenacement, pour d\u00e9montrer
\nComment l\u2019\u00e2me doit concevoir
\nLes lois indubitables et f\u00e9condes
\nQui sont la r\u00e8gle et la clart\u00e9 du monde<\/p>\n
\u00c0 son enseigne, au coin du bourg, l\u00e0-bas,
\nLes branches d\u2019or d\u2019un grand compas
\n\u2014 Comme un blason, sur sa maison \u2014
\nSemblent deux rais pris au soleil.<\/p>\n
Le menuisier construit ses appareils
\n\u2014 Tas d\u2019alg\u00e8bres en des t\u00e9n\u00e8bres \u2014
\nAvec des mains prestes et nettes
\nEt des regards, sous ses lunettes,
\nAigus et droits, sur son travail
\nTout en d\u00e9tails.<\/p>\n
Ses fen\u00eatres \u00e0 gros barreaux
\nNe voient le ciel que par petits carreaux ;
\nEt sa boutique, autant que lui,
\nEst vieille et vit d\u2019ennui.<\/p>\n
Il est l\u2019homme de l\u2019habitude
\nQu\u2019en son cerveau tissa l\u2019\u00e9tude,
\nAu long des temps de ses cent ans
\nMonotones et v\u00e9g\u00e9tants.<\/p>\n
Gr\u00e2ce \u00e0 de pauvres m\u00e9caniques
\nEt des signes talismaniques
\nEt des c\u00f4nes de bois et des segments de cuivre
\nEt le texte d\u2019un pieux livre
\nTra\u00e7ant, la croix, par au travers,
\nLe menuisier dit l\u2019univers.<\/p>\n
Matin et soir, il a pein\u00e9
\nLes yeux vieillots, l\u2019esprit cern\u00e9,
\nImaginant des coins et des annexes
\nEt des ressorts malicieux
\n\u00c0 son travail chinoisement complexe.
\nO\u00f9, sur le fa\u00eete, il dressa Dieu.<\/p>\n
Il rabote ses arguments
\nEt taille en deux toutes r\u00e9pliques
\nEt ses raisons hyperboliques
\nTrouent la nuit d\u2019or des firmaments.<\/p>\n
Il explique, par des sentences,
\nLe probl\u00e8me des existences
\nEt discute sur la substance.<\/p>\n
Il s\u2019\u00e9blouit du grand myst\u00e8re,
\nLui donne un nom compl\u00e9mentaire
\nEt croit avoir instruit la terre.<\/p>\n
Il est le ma\u00eetre en controverses.
\nL\u2019esprit humain qu\u2019il bouleverse,
\nIl l\u2019a coup\u00e9 en facult\u00e9s adverses,
\nEt fourre l\u2019homme qu\u2019il \u00e9trique,
\n\u00c0 coups de preuves excentriques,
\nEn son syst\u00e8me sym\u00e9trique.<\/p>\n
Le menuisier a pour voisins
\nLe cur\u00e9 et le m\u00e9decin
\nQui ramassent, en ses travaux pourtant irr\u00e9ductibles,
\nChacun pour soi, des arguments incompatibles.<\/p>\n
Ses scrupules n\u2019ont rien laiss\u00e9
\nD\u2019impossible, qu\u2019il n\u2019ait cas\u00e9,
\nD\u2019apr\u00e8s un morne rigorisme,
\nEn ses tiroirs de syllogismes.<\/p>\n
Ses plus graves et assidus clients ?
\nLes gens branlants, les gens b\u00ealants
\nQui ach\u00e8tent leur viatique,
\nPour quelques sous, dans sa boutique.<\/p>\n
Il vit de son enseigne, au coin du bourg,
\n\u2014 Biseaux dor\u00e9s et compas lourd \u2014
\nEt n\u2019\u00e9coute que l\u2019aigre serinette,
\n\u00c0 sa porte, de la sonnette.<\/p>\n
Il a taill\u00e9, lim\u00e9, sculpt\u00e9
\nUne science d\u2019ent\u00eat\u00e9,
\nUne science de paroisse,
\nSans lumi\u00e8re, ni sans angoisse.<\/p>\n
Si bien qu\u2019au jour qu\u2019il s\u2019en ira
\nSon appareil se cassera ;
\nEt ses enfants feront leur jouet,
\nDe cette \u00e9ternit\u00e9 qu\u2019il avait faite,
\n\u00c0 coups d\u2019\u00e9querre et de r\u00e9glette.<\/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":[201],"poems-book":[688],"poemes-theme":[],"poete":[654],"class_list":["post-15212","poemes","type-poemes","status-publish","hentry","annee-201","poems-book-les-villages-illusoires","poete-emile-verhaeren"],"yoast_head":"\n