Par Le soir trouble et flagellant,
\no\u00f9 se g\u00e8lent ext\u00e9nu\u00e9es
\nles lumi\u00e8res et les nu\u00e9es,
\nvague l\u2019hiver nocturne et blanc.<\/p>\n
Les champs dorment si vieux, si morts,
\nqu\u2019on les croirait frapp\u00e9s d\u2019un sort,
\n\u2014 qui donc suscitera le vernal sortil\u00e8ge ?
\nTout seul vers le couchant l\u00e0-bas,
\ntriste et discord, avec des hoquets las,
\nquelque pauvre ang\u00e9lus sonne encor dans la neige.<\/p>\n
Les chaumi\u00e8res et les \u00e9tables
\napparaissent si lamentables
\nque leur mis\u00e8re s\u2019ouvre en plaies ;
\nde clos en clos, le long des haies,
\nsur un b\u00e2ton pel\u00e9
\npend du pauvre linge gel\u00e9.<\/p>\n
Par le soir trouble et flagellant,
\nen des manteaux us\u00e9s de vent,
\nvague l\u2019hiver nocturne et blanc.<\/p>\n
Les villages comme amoindris
\nserrent leurs toits et leurs taudis
\net calfeutrent leur peur ;
\nils s\u2019alignent au bord des routes mortes,
\no\u00f9 chaque \u00e2tre, dessous la porte,
\nglisse en biseau sa coupante lueur.<\/p>\n
La neige \u00e9pand ses laines
\net ses flocons parmi les plaines
\net d\u00e9chiquette de la haine
\nen rafales folles et vaines.<\/p>\n
Elle diss\u00e9mine ses mille loques
\nminuscules, qui s\u2019effiloquent
\n\u00e0 travers champs, en chaque coin,
\no\u00f9 de grands arbres de silence
\n\u00e9chelonnent leur vigilance
\nvers l\u2019infini, de loin en loin.<\/p>\n
Sol blanc, t\u00e9n\u00e8bres claires :
\naux carrefours, les croix cr\u00e9pusculaires
\n\u00e9cart\u00e8lent leur christ vers l\u2019immense douleur,
\nmais le sang pur qui lui coule du torse
\nne ti\u00e9dit pas le gel f\u00e9roce
\ndont les grappes plombent son c\u0153ur.<\/p>\n
Parfois, comme si l\u2019air \u00e9tait de fer,
\ns\u2019\u00e9coute au fond des nocturnes prairies
\nun craquement de fleuve qui charrie
\nses batailles de glaces vers la mer.<\/p>\n
Par le soir trouble et flagellant,
\nplus vieux que ne sont les ann\u00e9es
\nautour du temps agglutin\u00e9es,
\nvague l\u2019hiver nocturne et blanc.<\/p>\n
La lune au ciel se voile ou transpara\u00eet ;
\nles nuages dans leurs voyages
\ncouchent des nappes de mirages
\nau long des lacs et des marais.<\/p>\n
Des ombres et des formes r\u00f4dent
\net se m\u00ealent \u00e0 des clart\u00e9s
\nqui tout \u00e0 coup montent et s\u2019\u00e9chafaudent.<\/p>\n
Un remuement aux horizons violent\u00e9s
\nhallucin\u00e9 l\u2019esprit ;
\nles chim\u00e8res tumultuaires passent
\nsur leurs chevaux d\u2019espace
\net le myst\u00e8re de la nuit
\nvaguement s\u2019ouvre et s\u2019accomplit.<\/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":[706],"poemes-theme":[],"poete":[654],"class_list":["post-15719","poemes","type-poemes","status-publish","hentry","annee-201","poems-book-les-douzes-mois","poete-emile-verhaeren"],"yoast_head":"\n