{"id":15625,"date":"2025-05-16T22:49:47","date_gmt":"2025-05-16T20:49:47","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.rimes.fr\/blog\/?post_type=poemes&#038;p=15625"},"modified":"2025-05-16T22:49:47","modified_gmt":"2025-05-16T20:49:47","slug":"vesale","status":"publish","type":"poemes","link":"https:\/\/www.rimes.fr\/blog\/poemes\/vesale\/","title":{"rendered":"V\u00e9sale"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><em>\u00c0 Paul Heger.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>\u00c0 qui vous regardait baller, de large en long,<br \/>\nBaller au vent, sur la montagne des Sablons,<br \/>\n\u00c0 qui, de loin, vous regardait,<br \/>\nPauvres pendus hagards et contrefaits.<br \/>\nAvec des vers blottis au creux de vos aisselles,<br \/>\nVotre danse sinistre, \u00e0 reculons,<br \/>\nSemblant fr\u00f4ler, du bout de ses talons,<br \/>\nClochers, beffrois, tourelles,<br \/>\nQue projetait aux deux, du fond de son vallon,<br \/>\nBruxelles.<br \/>\nMontaient vers vous de lointaines hu\u00e9es,<br \/>\nEt le tumulte roux des farouches nu\u00e9es,<br \/>\nLoques d\u2019automne et fun\u00e8bres lambeaux ;<br \/>\nEt la haine toujours et jamais la cl\u00e9mence,<br \/>\nEt les vols tournoyant, en couronnes immenses,<br \/>\nDes freux et des corbeaux.<\/p>\n<p>Vous vous dressiez, l\u00e0-haut, comme des d\u00e9dicaces<br \/>\n\u00c0 la reine des Espagnes noires, la mort,<br \/>\nEt nul ne se serait enquis de votre sort,<br \/>\nNi du morne d\u00e9labrement de vos carcasses,<br \/>\nS\u2019il ne s\u2019\u00e9tait trouv\u00e9, dans la ville d\u2019en bas,<br \/>\nQuelqu\u2019\u00e9trange cerveau d\u2019homme songeur et las,<br \/>\nQui s\u2019en venait scruter, parmi vos pourritures,<br \/>\nL\u2019\u00e9nigme encor serr\u00e9e aux joints de vos structures.<\/p>\n<p>V\u00e9sale \u00e9tait cet homme, et rien, ni la frayeur<br \/>\nDont les ailes du soir emplissaient l\u2019\u00e9tendue,<br \/>\nNi le rire large ou sournois des fossoyeurs,<br \/>\nNi les grappes de vers \u00e0 vos torses pendues,<br \/>\nNi vos cr\u00e2nes verdis, ni vos pieds blanchissants,<br \/>\nNi vos deux yeux pareils \u00e0 des caillots de sang.<br \/>\nRien n\u2019arr\u00eata jamais sa rude patience<br \/>\n\u00c0 p\u00e9n\u00e9trer jusques au fond de votre horreur<br \/>\nPour en tirer les ors cach\u00e9s de sa science.<\/p>\n<p>Son regard \u00e9tait net, sa main prompte mais s\u00fbre ;<br \/>\nIl enfon\u00e7ait sa torche au trou d\u2019une blessure ;<br \/>\nIl diss\u00e9quait, la nuit, sans h\u00e2te et sans erreur.<br \/>\nCeux qui passaient sous sa fen\u00eatre ardente<br \/>\nIgnoraient tous quelle \u0153uvre f\u00e9condante,<br \/>\nGr\u00e2ce \u00e0 lui seul, la Flandre \u00e9laborait,<br \/>\nEt quel arbre g\u00e9ant, dans la for\u00eat<br \/>\nFarouche et maigre encor des certitudes,<br \/>\nTenacement, son effort clair r\u00e9g\u00e9n\u00e9rait.<br \/>\nLui seul cherchait ; tous les autres couvaient l\u2019\u00e9tude<br \/>\nEn des livres rong\u00e9s par les rats et le temps ;<br \/>\nLeur cerveau \u00e9tait clos et leur esprit battant<br \/>\nAu tambour creux des rengaines sonores :<br \/>\nGallien n\u2019est plus qu\u2019un nom dont Pergame s\u2019honore,<br \/>\nJamais il ne scruta les fils ni les r\u00e9seaux<br \/>\nQui dans le corps humain relient entre eux les os.<br \/>\nL\u2019animal seul le tint pench\u00e9 sur son myst\u00e8re,<br \/>\nSi bien que le feu d\u2019or que V\u00e9sale brandit,<br \/>\nLarge, puissant, serein, autoritaire,<br \/>\nMalgr\u00e9 l\u2019\u00e2pre menace et l\u2019inepte interdit,<br \/>\nSe nourrissait d\u2019ardeur immanente et nouvelle,<br \/>\nEt jaillissait et bondissait,<br \/>\nUniquement,<br \/>\nDu merveilleux embrasement<br \/>\nDe sa cervelle.<\/p>\n<p>Ainsi s\u2019inaugura le savoir net et clair.<br \/>\nL\u2019homme ne bougeait plus en sa maison de chair<br \/>\nQu\u2019on ne v\u00eet se mouvoir les n\u0153uds et les jointures<br \/>\nSouples de sa flexible et forte architecture.<br \/>\nLe squelette qui d\u00e9cha\u00eenait le branle-bas<br \/>\n\u2014 Heurts, chocs, danses et sauts \u2014 des grotesques sabbats<br \/>\nFut instaur\u00e9, splendide et blanc, dans la lumi\u00e8re ;<br \/>\nNul ne le rabaissait \u00e0 sa hideur premi\u00e8re.<br \/>\nL\u2019art, qui l\u2019\u00e9tudiait en sa complexit\u00e9,<br \/>\nExprima tout \u00e0 coup son occulte beaut\u00e9<br \/>\nEn des marbres marchant, sous de grands cieux en flammes ;<br \/>\nEt le grand Florentin, Michel-Ange, sombre \u00e2me,<br \/>\nN\u2019aurait certes tordu, entre ses vastes mains,<br \/>\nAvec un tel exc\u00e8s tout le tumulte humain,<br \/>\nRu\u00e9 en bonds et vols et meutes colossales,<br \/>\nS\u2019il n\u2019avait eu d\u2019abord, pour \u00e9claireur, V\u00e9sale.<br \/>\n\u00d4 le vent rude et sain des pensers \u00e9nergiques<br \/>\nQui secouait alors les branches du destin !<br \/>\n\u00d4 la neuve clart\u00e9 du jour \u00e0 son matin !<br \/>\nV\u00e9sale en prodiguait au loin, de ville en ville,<br \/>\nLes feux, \u00e0 des cerveaux timides et serviles.<br \/>\nIl \u00e9tait gu\u00e9risseur de peuples et de rois ;<br \/>\nSa gloire ample montait pareil \u00e0 un charroi<br \/>\nDe fleurs et de moissons sur de hautes montagnes ;<br \/>\nIl enfi\u00e9vrait la France, il \u00e9tonnait l\u2019Espagne ;<br \/>\nSa m\u00e9thode s\u2019affermissait comme un donjon<br \/>\nMassif et droit, dans un pays de lourde brume.<br \/>\nIl ne frappait jamais \u00e0 c\u00f4t\u00e9 de l\u2019enclume ;<br \/>\nIl ne s\u2019appuyait point sur un peuple de joncs.<br \/>\nLes yeux pouvaient saisir ce qu\u2019il affirmait : \u00eatre ;<br \/>\nAucun faux jour ne glissait par sa fen\u00eatre.<br \/>\nBologne le conquit \u00e0 son enseignement<br \/>\nMultiple et clair \u2014 tels les astres au firmament. \u2014<br \/>\nEt quand plus tard, en la m\u00eame Italie,<br \/>\nEn les villes de France et d\u2019Espagne, s\u2019en vint,<br \/>\nComme un charmeur, comme un devin,<br \/>\nPareil \u00e0 quelque fra\u00eeche et soudaine embellie,<br \/>\nTriomphal et princier, h\u00e9ro\u00efque et gourmand,<br \/>\nRubens ! il conduisit son art, de joute en joute,<br \/>\nPar les m\u00eames chemins et les m\u00eames grand\u2019routes<br \/>\nQu\u2019avaient d\u00e9j\u00e0 sacr\u00e9s le haut savoir 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