Place de la gare, \u00e0 Charleville.<\/p>\n
Sur la place taill\u00e9e en mesquines pelouses,
\nSquare o\u00f9 tout est correct, les arbres et les fleurs,
\nTous les bourgeois poussifs qu\u2019\u00e9tranglent les chaleurs
\nPortent, les jeudis soirs, leurs b\u00eatises jalouses.<\/p>\n
\u2014 L\u2019orchestre militaire, au milieu du jardin,
\nBalance ses schakos dans la Valse des fifres :
\n\u2014 Autour, aux premiers rangs, parade le gandin ;
\nLe notaire pend \u00e0 ses breloques \u00e0 chiffres :<\/p>\n
Des rentiers \u00e0 lorgnons soulignent tous les couacs :
\nLes gros bureaux bouffis tra\u00eenent leurs grosses dames
\nAupr\u00e8s desquelles vont, officieux cornacs,
\nCelles dont les volants ont des airs de r\u00e9clames ;<\/p>\n
Sur les bancs verts, des clubs d\u2019\u00e9piciers retrait\u00e9s
\nQui tisonnent le sable avec leur canne \u00e0 pomme,
\nFort s\u00e9rieusement discutent les trait\u00e9s,
\nPuis prisent en argent, et reprennent : \u00ab En somme !\u2026 \u00bb<\/p>\n
\u00c9patant sur son banc les rondeurs de ses reins,
\nUn bourgeois \u00e0 boutons clairs, bedaine flamande,
\nSavoure son onnaing d\u2019o\u00f9 le tabac par brins
\nD\u00e9borde \u2014 vous savez, c\u2019est de la contrebande ; \u2014<\/p>\n
Le long des gazons verts ricanent les voyous ;
\nEt, rendus amoureux par le chant des trombones,
\nTr\u00e8s na\u00effs, et fumant des roses, les pioupious
\nCaressent les b\u00e9b\u00e9s pour enj\u00f4ler les bonnes\u2026<\/p>\n
\u2014 Moi, je suis, d\u00e9braill\u00e9 comme un \u00e9tudiant
\nSous les marronniers verts les alertes fillettes :
\nElles le savent bien, et tournent en riant,
\nVers moi, leurs yeux tout pleins de choses indiscr\u00e8tes.<\/p>\n
Je ne dis pas un mot : je regarde toujours
\nLa chair de leurs cous blancs brod\u00e9s de m\u00e8ches folles :
\nJe suis, sous le corsage et les fr\u00eales atours,
\nLe dos divin apr\u00e8s la courbe des \u00e9paules.<\/p>\n
J\u2019ai bient\u00f4t d\u00e9nich\u00e9 la bottine, le bas\u2026
\n\u2014 Je reconstruis les corps, br\u00fbl\u00e9 de belles fi\u00e8vres.
\nElles me trouvent dr\u00f4le et se parlent tout bas\u2026
\n\u2014 Et je sens les baisers qui me viennent aux l\u00e8vres\u2026<\/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":[228],"poems-book":[235],"poemes-theme":[353,390,374,148,381,435,369],"poete":[191],"class_list":["post-2518","poemes","type-poemes","status-publish","hentry","annee-228","poems-book-cahier-de-douai","poemes-theme-desir","poemes-theme-evasion","poemes-theme-jeunesse","poemes-theme-liberte","poemes-theme-musique","poemes-theme-sensation","poemes-theme-sensualite","poete-arthur-rimbaud"],"yoast_head":"\n