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			<title>Au coeur / At the hearth</title>
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			<published>2013-06-10T10:56:02Z</published>
			<updated>2013-06-10T10:56:02Z</updated>
			
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And with a long vibrato,"Other poppies" of Zanzotto got in  her heart.  
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			<title>Derniers instants / Last moments</title>
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			<published>2013-05-29T09:36:35Z</published>
			<updated>2013-05-30T00:45:43Z</updated>
			
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			<title>Madame rêve / Madam dreams</title>
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			<published>2013-05-18T00:12:05Z</published>
			<updated>2013-05-18T00:12:05Z</updated>
			
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				&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/josy63/2013/05/17//#159128-1368817925-0&gt;&lt;img src=http://pb-i4.s3.amazonaws.com/photos/159128-1368817925-0.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Madame r&amp;ecirc;ve&amp;hellip;
R&amp;ecirc;ve d'archipels 
De vagues perp&amp;eacute;tuelles 
Sismiques et sensuelles 
Alain Bashung (Madame r&amp;ecirc;ve)


Madam dreams&amp;hellip;
Dreams about archipelagoes 
Of perpetual waves 
Seismic and sensual
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			<title>Mosaïque / Mosaic</title>
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			<published>2013-05-06T09:20:57Z</published>
			<updated>2013-05-09T13:35:54Z</updated>
			
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				&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/josy63/2013/05/06//#159128-1367814057-0&gt;&lt;img src=http://pb-i4.s3.amazonaws.com/photos/159128-1367814057-0.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;A son r&amp;eacute;veil,
les fragments d&amp;eacute;lav&amp;eacute;s sont comme
un autre corps
de sa terreur du trop -
un corps
en mosa&amp;iuml;que sous
une eau cette fois trouble 

Andr&amp;eacute; Markowicz (Figures)

In the awakening, 
the washed-out fragments are as 
another body 
of the terror of the excess - 
a body in mosaic under 
a water this time cloudy...
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			<title>Si légères / So light</title>
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			<published>2013-04-22T18:06:16Z</published>
			<updated>2013-04-22T18:06:16Z</updated>
			
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				&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/josy63/2013/04/22//#159128-1366635976-0&gt;&lt;img src=http://pb-i4.s3.amazonaws.com/photos/159128-1366635976-0.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/josy63/2013/04/22//#159128-1366635976-1&gt;&lt;img src=http://pb-i4.s3.amazonaws.com/photos/159128-1366635976-1.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/josy63/2013/04/22//#159128-1366635976-2&gt;&lt;img src=http://pb-i4.s3.amazonaws.com/photos/159128-1366635976-2.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Powered by &lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com&gt;Photoblog.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;
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			<title>Le chemin / The way</title>
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			<published>2013-04-11T12:44:07Z</published>
			<updated>2013-04-11T12:44:07Z</updated>
			
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				&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/josy63/2013/04/11//#159128-1365666247-0&gt;&lt;img src=http://pb-i4.s3.amazonaws.com/photos/159128-1365666247-0.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/josy63/2013/04/11//#159128-1365666247-1&gt;&lt;img src=http://pb-i4.s3.amazonaws.com/photos/159128-1365666247-1.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;La solitude est un d&amp;eacute;fi qui demande de l&amp;rsquo;ardeur et du courage. Elle n&amp;rsquo;a rien &amp;agrave; voir avec l&amp;rsquo;isolement. &amp;Ecirc;tre solitaire, c&amp;rsquo;est &amp;ecirc;tre ouvert &amp;agrave; tout ce qui peut arriver, mais en d&amp;eacute;fendant son int&amp;eacute;riorit&amp;eacute; et sa libert&amp;eacute;&amp;hellip;Celui qui vit souvent seul appr&amp;eacute;cie d&amp;rsquo;autant mieux la diversit&amp;eacute; des individus qu&amp;rsquo;il rencontre. 
Jacqueline Kelsen (L&amp;rsquo;Esprit de solitude)

The solitude is a challenge which requires heat and for courage. It has nothing to do with the isolation. To be solitary, it is to be opened to all which can arrive, but by defending our interiority and our freedom &amp;hellip; The one who lives often alone appreciates all the better the diversity of the individuals which he meets. 
Jacqueline Kelsen  (The solitude spirit)
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			<title>Limen : les voix de César / Limen : César’s voices</title>
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			<published>2013-03-27T21:06:16Z</published>
			<updated>2013-03-27T21:06:16Z</updated>
			
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				&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/josy63/2013/03/27//#159128-1364400376-0&gt;&lt;img src=http://pb-i4.s3.amazonaws.com/photos/159128-1364400376-0.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Un monde de myst&amp;egrave;re, d'incertitude. Un monde int&amp;eacute;rieur, profond, secret qui &amp;eacute;merge &amp;agrave; la surface. 

A world of mystery, uncertainty. An internal, deep, secret world which emerges on the surface.
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			<title>Rêver / Dreaming</title>
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			<published>2013-03-13T12:48:19Z</published>
			<updated>2013-03-13T03:49:32Z</updated>
			
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				&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/josy63/2013/03/13//#159128-1363160899-0&gt;&lt;img src=http://pb-i4.s3.amazonaws.com/photos/159128-1363160899-0.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/josy63/2013/03/13//#159128-1363160899-1&gt;&lt;img src=http://pb-i4.s3.amazonaws.com/photos/159128-1363160899-1.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/josy63/2013/03/13//#159128-1363160899-2&gt;&lt;img src=http://pb-i4.s3.amazonaws.com/photos/159128-1363160899-2.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/josy63/2013/03/13//#159128-1363160899-3&gt;&lt;img src=http://pb-i4.s3.amazonaws.com/photos/159128-1363160899-3.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;R&amp;ecirc;ver sans restriction, c&amp;rsquo;est poss&amp;eacute;der ce que l&amp;rsquo;on d&amp;eacute;sire, en l&amp;rsquo;&amp;eacute;voquant seulement.

Dreaming without limitation, it is possessing what we wish, by evoking it only.
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			<title>Ici, absent , entre deux  pouvoirs noirs / Here, absent, between two black powers</title>
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			<published>2013-02-27T11:57:10Z</published>
			<updated>2013-02-27T02:58:37Z</updated>
			
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				&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/josy63/2013/02/27//#159128-1361951830-0&gt;&lt;img src=http://pb-i4.s3.amazonaws.com/photos/159128-1361951830-0.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Peu importe la fa&amp;ccedil;on dont vous vous tournez vous ne pouvez &amp;eacute;chapper &amp;agrave; ce point central (situ&amp;eacute; entre vos yeux). Vous &amp;ecirc;tes invariablement au centre de votre univers."

"No matter the way you turn,  you can&amp;rsquo;t escape to this central point  (situated between your eyes). You are invariably in the center of your universe."

 M.C Escher
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			<title>Désir / Desire</title>
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			<published>2013-02-15T12:44:08Z</published>
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"J&amp;rsquo;ai parfois pour une orchid&amp;eacute;e une passion qui dure autant que son existence, quelques jours, quelques soirs [&amp;hellip;] Et je reste pr&amp;egrave;s d&amp;rsquo;elle, ardent, fi&amp;eacute;vreux et tourment&amp;eacute;, sachant sa mort si proche, et la regardant se faner, tandis que je la poss&amp;egrave;de, que j&amp;rsquo;aspire, que je bois, que je cueille sa courte vie d&amp;rsquo;une inexprimable caresse." 
"Orchid&amp;eacute;es, ces filles &amp;eacute;tranges&amp;hellip; attirantes&amp;hellip; admirablement bizarres, &amp;eacute;nervantes, effrayantes. Elles me regardent, elles me voient. Leur flanc se creuse, odorant et transparent, ouvert pour l&amp;rsquo;amour&amp;hellip;"
Guy de Maupassant

"Sometimes I have for an orchid a passion which lasts as much as its existence, a few days, some evenings [&amp;hellip;] And I stay near it, passionate, feverish and tormented, knowing its death so imminent, and watching at it fading, whereas I possess it, whereas I inhale, whereas I drink, whereas I pick its short life of one inexpressible caress." 
"Orchids, these strange girls&amp;hellip; attractive&amp;hellip; admirably strange, irritating, terrible. They look at me, they see me. Their side widens, scented, transparent and open for the love&amp;hellip;"
Guy de Maupassant
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