Sur la bruy\u00e8re longue infiniment.
\nVoici le vent cornant Novembre,
\nSur la bruy\u00e8re, infiniment,
\nVoici le vent
\nQui se d\u00e9chire et se d\u00e9membre,
\nEn souffles lourds, battant les bourgs,
\nVoici le vent.
\nLe vent sauvage de Novembre.<\/p>\n
Aux puits des fermes,
\nLes sceaux de fer et les poulies
\nGrincent ;
\nAux citernes des fermes,
\nLes sceaux et les poulies
\nGrincent et crient
\nToute la mort, dans leurs m\u00e9lancolies.<\/p>\n
Le vent rafle, le long de l\u2019eau,
\nLes feuilles mortes des bouleaux,
\nLe vent sauvage de Novembre ;
\nLe vent mord, dans les branches,
\nDes nids d\u2019oiseaux ;
\nLe vent r\u00e2pe du fer
\nEt peigne, au loin, les avalanches,
\nRageusement, du vieil hiver,
\nRageusement, le vent,
\nLe vent sauvage de Novembre.<\/p>\n
Dans les \u00e9tables lamentables,
\nLes lucarnes rapi\u00e9c\u00e9es
\nBallottent leurs loques falote
\nDe vitres et de papier.
\n\u2014 Le vent sauvage de Novembre ! \u2014
\nSur sa butte de gazon bistre,
\nDe bas en haut, \u00e0 travers airs,
\nDe haut en bas, \u00e0 coups d\u2019\u00e9clairs,
\nLe moulin noir fauche, sinistre,
\nLe moulin noir fauche le vent,
\nLe vent,
\nLe vent sauvage de Novembre.<\/p>\n
Les vieux chaumes, \u00e0 cropetons,
\nAutour de leurs clochers d\u2019\u00e9glise,
\nSont \u00e9branl\u00e9s sur leurs b\u00e2tons ;
\nLes vieux chaumes et leurs auvents
\nClaquent au vent,
\nAu vent sauvage de Novembre.
\nLes croix du cimeti\u00e8re \u00e9troit,
\nLes bras des morts que sont ces croix,
\nTombent, comme un grand vol,
\nRabattu noir, contre le sol.<\/p>\n
Le vent sauvage de Novembre,
\nLe vent,
\nL\u2019avez-vous rencontr\u00e9 le vent,
\nAu carrefour des trois cents routes,
\nCriant de froid, soufflant d\u2019ahan,
\nL\u2019avez-vous rencontr\u00e9 le vent,
\nCelui des peurs et des d\u00e9routes ;
\nL\u2019avez-vous vu, cette nuit-l\u00e0,
\nQuand il jeta la lune \u00e0 bas,
\nEt que, n\u2019en pouvant plus,
\nTous les villages vermoulus
\nCriaient, comme des b\u00eates,
\nSous la temp\u00eate ?<\/p>\n
Sur la bruy\u00e8re, infiniment,
\nVoici le vent hurlant,
\nVoici le vent cornant Novembre.<\/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":[336],"poete":[654],"class_list":["post-15217","poemes","type-poemes","status-publish","hentry","annee-201","poems-book-les-villages-illusoires","poemes-theme-automne","poete-emile-verhaeren"],"yoast_head":"\n