{"id":928,"date":"2011-01-01T19:05:58","date_gmt":"2011-01-01T18:05:58","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/poetapazzo.wordpress.com\/?page_id=928"},"modified":"2024-08-12T06:27:39","modified_gmt":"2024-08-12T04:27:39","slug":"poesie-francaise","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/?page_id=928","title":{"rendered":"Po\u00e9sie Fran\u00e7aise"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left:0px;\"><strong>Insucc\u00e8s au lyc\u00e9e<\/strong>  <\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left:0px;\">Autrefois j\u2019ai souvent maudit<br \/>\nles professeurs qui m\u2019ont \u00ab coll\u00e9 \u00bb ;<br \/>\nensuite je les ai b\u00e9nis :<br \/>\nd\u00e9s que je t\u2019ai rencontr\u00e9e . <\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left:0px;\">Pr\u00e8s de toi je suis content ,<br \/>\nsi tu me dis un seul mot ,<br \/>\nje suis heureux comme un enfant ,<br \/>\nne me dis pas que non ! <\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left:0px;\"><em>Questa \u00e8 la mia prima poesia<br \/>\nin francese, scritta nel lontanissimo<br \/>\n1965, quando avevo 14 anni (3a Media). \u00a0<br \/>\nFino al 2014, era anche l&#8217;ultima! Ora<br \/>\nper\u00f2 \u00e8 nata questa nuova cosetta&#8230; <\/em> <\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left:0px;\">C\u2019est bien dr\u00f4le , la vie ,<br \/>\nmais c\u2019est comme \u00e7a ,<br \/>\ndonc nous voil\u00e0 : un pauvre<br \/>\nmec qui t\u2019avait d\u00e9j\u00e0 ,<br \/>\net moi , qui t\u2019aime \u2013 h\u00e9las ! \u2013<br \/>\net qui voudrais t\u2019avoir ,<br \/>\nmais qui ne pourrai , s\u00fbrement ,<br \/>\njamais jamais te voir .<br \/>\nE lui , \u00e9trange type fort<br \/>\npath\u00e9tique , qui te veut pas !  <\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:'Arial Narrow Special G1';font-size:x-small;\">Copyright \u00a9 2010-2014 Guido Comin PoetaMatus\u00e8l &#8211; Belluno, Italy. All rights reserved.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; Insucc\u00e8s au lyc\u00e9e Autrefois j\u2019ai souvent maudit les professeurs qui m\u2019ont \u00ab coll\u00e9 \u00bb ; ensuite je les ai b\u00e9nis : d\u00e9s que je t\u2019ai rencontr\u00e9e . Pr\u00e8s de toi je suis content , si tu me dis un seul mot , je suis heureux comme un enfant , ne me dis pas que [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":0,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-928","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/928","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=928"}],"version-history":[{"count":8,"href":"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/928\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":7926,"href":"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/928\/revisions\/7926"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=928"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}