tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36871109430017682212011-07-28T19:45:20.116-07:00denis Marulazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04641428459520940982noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3687110943001768221.post-15766036548476214402009-10-09T01:37:00.000-07:002009-11-11T12:22:56.707-08:00<span style="color:#000000;">,</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">,</span><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nt_tpaeLpUA/Ss76XbPv0aI/AAAAAAAABDU/Tsntvxt7mD8/s1600-h/img005.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390521084366803362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nt_tpaeLpUA/Ss76XbPv0aI/AAAAAAAABDU/Tsntvxt7mD8/s400/img005.jpg" /></a><br /><div><span style="color:#000000;">,</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#000000;">,</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#000000;">,</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#3366ff;">Le <strong><span style="font-size:130%;">mardi </span><span style="font-size:180%;">27 OCTOBRE</span></strong> à <strong>20h00</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000000;">,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;">Lorraine POBEL et Jean RICHY-MAURY</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#3366ff;">Animateurs du <span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;">CARRE 30</span> </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000000;">,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#3366ff;">recevront, dans le cadre des soirées <strong><em>"<span style="font-size:130%;">Café Poétique"</span></em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000000;">,</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;">Denis MARULAZ</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000000;">,</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"><em>Ecriveur de Théâtre, Contes et Poésie</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000000;">,</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#3366ff;">qui présentera son dernier ouvrage poétique</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000000;">,</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"><em><strong>"Puisque toujours tourne le Monde"</strong></em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000000;">,</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#3366ff;">en compagnie de <span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;">Chantal PRIMET</span>, lectrice.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000000;">,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000000;">,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#3366ff;">Ce texte a été mis en livre par l'auteur, accompagné par les illustrations de <span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;">Raphaëlle GONIN</span>.</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#3366ff;">Cet ouvrage sera en vente sur place.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000000;">,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#3366ff;">Nous serons très heureux de vous rencontrer dans ce sympatique et riche lieu culturel Lyonnais.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000000;">,</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#3366ff;">Encore une fois, un grand MERCI à toute l'équipe du </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;">,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;">CARRE 30</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000000;">,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#3366ff;">rue Pizay, 69001 LYON <em>(M° Hôtel de Ville).</em></span></div><br /><div><em><strong><span style="color:#000000;">,</span></strong></em></div><div><strong><em><span style="color:#000000;">,</span></em></strong></div><div><em><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">Extraits de "Puisque toujours tourne le Monde"</span></strong></em></div><span style="color:#000000;">,<br /></span><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">... A mes côtes arides</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Il faut prendre</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Les armes.</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">L’océan</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">N’y connaît point</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Les heures</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Paisibles</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Des langueurs</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Amoureuses...<br /><span style="color:#000000;">,<br /></span>...Le rire</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Cristallin</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">De l’enfant</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Irrite</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">L’épiderme</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Du Monde</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">De rides</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Acidulées...<br /><span style="color:#000000;">,<br /></span>...L’air se raréfie</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">S’appauvrit</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">S’alourdit</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">-Vous le savez</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">N’est-ce pas ?-</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Dans la salle</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Commune</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Et pourtant</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">L’on calfeutre</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">L’on clôt</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Hermétiques</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Les portes</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Et les</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Fenêtres...<br /><span style="color:#000000;">,<br /></span>...Les chiens</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Aux dents</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Rouges</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Errent</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Affamés</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Dans les rues</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">De minuit.</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Qui a lâché</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Les chiens ?</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Qui élève</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Caché du Monde</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Des chiens</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Aux dents</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Rouges ?...<br /><span style="color:#000000;">,<br /></span>...Le plancher grince</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Derrière la porte.</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Qui osera</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Les trois pas</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Du courage</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Et coller</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">L’œil</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Au trou de</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">La serrure ?...<br /><span style="color:#000000;">,<br /></span>...Il dort toujours</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Un germe</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Au feu</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Du sable.</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Mais les nuages</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Ici</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Ne s’attardent</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Pas</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">A pleurer</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Sur le sort</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Des déserts.</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Et des germes</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Endormis...<br /><span style="color:#000000;">,<br /></span>...Quelques gouttes</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">D’air</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Chargées</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">De voix</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Chantantes</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Envoutantes</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Offertes.</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#000000;">,</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Rouges</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Comme</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">La chair</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Du fruit...</span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#000000;">,</span></em></div><br /><br /><div><em><span style="color:#000000;">,</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#000000;">,</span></em></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3687110943001768221-1576603654847621440?l=le-carre30-recoit-denis-marulaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>denis Marulazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04641428459520940982noreply@blogger.com0