tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36492894687723484392024-03-13T13:16:30.191-07:0012x12Alphonse SALAFIAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03361031681246055558noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649289468772348439.post-6386827139971914522009-06-21T05:21:00.000-07:002012-08-05T08:45:26.614-07:00Une journée chez Vladimir...<div>
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Voici un travail démarré avec Nicole Fraysse, artiste peintre, qui m'a demandé d'écrire quelques mots et fragments, des bouts d'histoires sur ses peintures, ses portraits : 40 tableaux et encore, au format 12x12. Pour en savoir plus poussez la porte, <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><a href="http://www.lavoixdunord.fr/Locales/Roubaix/actualite/Autour_de_Roubaix/Croix_Wasquehal_Hem/2009/08/16/article_les-pieds-ancres-dans-la-terre-et-l-espr.shtml">ici</a></span> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">et</span> <a href="http://www.nordeclair.fr/Locales/Roubaix/2009/06/18/jolis-petits-portraits-slaves-au-camion.shtml">là</a></span></span></div>
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Vous pouvez aussi écouter Nicole Fraysse <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><a href="http://www.canalfm.fr/index.asp?ID=542&IDF=723">ici</a></span></b>...</div>
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<b><br /></b></div>Alphonse SALAFIAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03361031681246055558noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649289468772348439.post-69161840779364024532009-06-21T05:20:00.000-07:002012-08-05T08:49:05.156-07:00Claudia<br />
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<span style="font-family: "Spranq eco sans"; font-size: 10.0pt;">Prenez ma vie<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Spranq eco sans"; font-size: 10.0pt;">Mes rêves jolis<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Spranq eco sans"; font-size: 10.0pt;">Tous mes secrets<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Spranq eco sans'; font-size: 10pt;">Prenez tout<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Spranq eco sans"; font-size: 10.0pt;">Mon amour éperdu<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Spranq eco sans"; font-size: 10.0pt;">Est perdu<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Spranq eco sans"; font-size: 10.0pt;">Pour toujours<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Spranq eco sans"; font-size: 10.0pt;">Mon amour est parti<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Spranq eco sans"; font-size: 10.0pt;">Et mon cœur<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Spranq eco sans"; font-size: 10.0pt;">Avec lui<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Spranq eco sans"; font-size: 10.0pt;">Quelque part<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Spranq eco sans"; font-size: 10.0pt;">Dans ces villes<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Spranq eco sans"; font-size: 10.0pt;">Lointaines<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Spranq eco sans"; font-size: 10.0pt;">Souveraines et
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<span style="font-family: "Spranq eco sans"; font-size: 10.0pt;">Mon cœur est mort<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Spranq eco sans"; font-size: 10.0pt;">Dans les rues<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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(Claudia, roumaine, 1926)<br />
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<span style="font-family: "Spranq eco sans"; font-size: 10.0pt;">17 juillet 2012</span></div>Alphonse SALAFIAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03361031681246055558noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649289468772348439.post-67948817629970479372009-06-21T05:19:00.001-07:002017-01-11T04:39:12.039-08:00Laromina<style type="text/css">
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<span style="font-family: "spranq eco sans";"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Pour
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<span style="font-family: "spranq eco sans";"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Qui
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<span style="font-family: "spranq eco sans";"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Cette
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ne sais pas</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "spranq eco sans";"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Et
mon amour</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "spranq eco sans";"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Mon
tendre et bel amour</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "spranq eco sans";"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Papillon,
papillon</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "spranq eco sans";"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Vers
quel exil</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "spranq eco sans";"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Je
ne sais pas</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "spranq eco sans";"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Je
m’appelle Laromina</span></span><br />
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J’habite Constanta</div>
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une ville liquide</div>
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près de la Mer Noire.</div>
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Mon Coeur est un poisson heureux</div>
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qui nage dans les yeux</div>
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de velours</div>
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de mon Amour...</div>
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(Radu, roumain)</div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></div>Alphonse SALAFIAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03361031681246055558noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649289468772348439.post-71360048112159165802009-06-21T05:17:00.002-07:002012-07-12T08:00:19.373-07:00Miss Karaniovna<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oaFvBs7mY1U/Spr5cJ7_ovI/AAAAAAAAAd8/yFhYwcuzIKE/s1600-h/12+Miss+Karaniovna+bosniaque+riche+h%C3%A9riti%C3%A8re+d%C3%A9sargent%C3%A9e.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375883367319315186" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oaFvBs7mY1U/Spr5cJ7_ovI/AAAAAAAAAd8/yFhYwcuzIKE/s320/12+Miss+Karaniovna+bosniaque+riche+h%C3%A9riti%C3%A8re+d%C3%A9sargent%C3%A9e.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 230px;" /></a><br />
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J’habitais Sarajevo</div>
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autrefois,</div>
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avant la guerre.</div>
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J’avais tout</div>
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l’utile et le nécessaire et même le superflu.</div>
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Aujourd’hui</div>
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Je n’ai plus rien.</div>
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Famille, amis,</div>
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Fortune, maison,</div>
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j’ai tout perdu,</div>
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même la raison.</div>
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Je n’ai plus que mes yeux pour pleurer</div>
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(Miss Karaniovna, riche héritière bosniaque désargentée)</div>
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1er juin 2009</div>Alphonse SALAFIAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03361031681246055558noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649289468772348439.post-46319747361674624052009-06-21T05:17:00.001-07:002009-08-30T14:50:48.019-07:00Dominique<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaFvBs7mY1U/SprzES3czZI/AAAAAAAAAd0/10nlEpOlnaQ/s1600-h/11+M+Dominique+exil%C3%A9+fran%C3%A7ais+%C3%A0+Kiev.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaFvBs7mY1U/SprzES3czZI/AAAAAAAAAd0/10nlEpOlnaQ/s320/11+M+Dominique+exil%C3%A9+fran%C3%A7ais+%C3%A0+Kiev.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375876360329547154" /></a><p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><br />Je suis allé<br />Chez Vladimir<br />Pour un portrait<br />Avec sourire.<br />Mon regard est ailleurs<br />Quelque part avec mon cœur.<br />On ne voit pas la brume<br />Dans mes yeux<br /><br />(Dominique, exilé français à Kiev)<br /><br />31 mai 2009<o:p></o:p></p> <!--EndFragment-->Alphonse SALAFIAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03361031681246055558noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649289468772348439.post-60298120138892914782009-06-21T05:17:00.000-07:002013-10-05T02:22:00.573-07:00Potleveschska<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaFvBs7mY1U/Siz7Re5lmBI/AAAAAAAAAdI/YBCYsPDvxGk/s1600-h/12+Potleveschska+cuisini%C3%A8re+bulgare.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344923135552886802" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaFvBs7mY1U/Siz7Re5lmBI/AAAAAAAAAdI/YBCYsPDvxGk/s320/12+Potleveschska+cuisini%C3%A8re+bulgare.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /></a><br />
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Toute la journée<br />Derrière les fourneaux<br />Dans ma cuisine<br />Teintée d’Orient<br />Et d’Opaline<br />J’imagine<br />Des odeurs fragiles<br />Des épices<br />Délices<br />D’ailleurs et d’exils<br />Des senteurs<br />Qui embaument mon cœur<br />Jour après jour<br />Pourtant<br />Peu à peu<br />Et lentement<br />Mon rêve s’écroule et sombre<br />Dans les eaus sales et profondes<br />Des vaisselles<br />Eternelles<br /><br />(Potleveschska, cuisinière bulgare)<o:p></o:p></div>
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<span lang="FR">2 juin 2009<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<!--EndFragment-->Alphonse SALAFIAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03361031681246055558noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649289468772348439.post-16041643622459557592009-06-21T05:16:00.000-07:002009-07-14T04:08:02.710-07:00Emir<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaFvBs7mY1U/Sj4o4grzx4I/AAAAAAAAAdU/LRPhzVjcQJs/s1600-h/17+Emir+violoniste+roumain+tzigane.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 254px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaFvBs7mY1U/Sj4o4grzx4I/AAAAAAAAAdU/LRPhzVjcQJs/s320/17+Emir+violoniste+roumain+tzigane.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349758358674196354" /></a> <!--StartFragment--> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center">Mon violon<br />c’est ma maison<br />ma vie<br />c’est de la pluie<br /><br />et toujours je voyage<br />dans les draps de la nuit<br /><br />mon pays<br />c’est le Monde<br />et ronde<br />est ma maison<br /><br />je n’ai pas de bagages<br />à peine quelques nuages<br /><br />ailleurs<br />est mon exil<br />mon cœur<br />au bout d’un fil<br /><br />et tout m’est paysage<br />papillon ma raison<br /><br />ma vie<br />c’est de la pluie<br />et ronde<br />est ma maison<br /><br />si l’on vous dit tsigane<br />ou si l’on vous dit Roms<br />dites-vous simplement<br />que je ne suis qu’un homme<br /><br />(Emir, violoniste roumain, tsigane)<br /><br />2 juin 2009Alphonse SALAFIAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03361031681246055558noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649289468772348439.post-28852773328725370572009-06-21T05:15:00.001-07:002009-11-01T10:36:32.387-08:00Madame Rimachovna<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oaFvBs7mY1U/Su3TkbpnslI/AAAAAAAAAes/Ef55vPKGfZ4/s1600-h/10+Madame+Rimachovna+Russie.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oaFvBs7mY1U/Su3TkbpnslI/AAAAAAAAAes/Ef55vPKGfZ4/s320/10+Madame+Rimachovna+Russie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399204151138169426" /></a><p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center">Vladimir est un très bon photographe<br />mais ce jour-là<br />je ne sais pas ce qui lui a pris,<br />tous les portraits qu’il a réalisés<br />étaient coupés.<br />Privés d’yeux,<br />nous étions aveugles...<br /><br />(Madame Rimachovna, Russie)<br /><br />28 mai 2009Alphonse SALAFIAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03361031681246055558noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649289468772348439.post-51723579544321917102009-06-21T05:15:00.000-07:002009-06-21T05:59:30.251-07:00Olga<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaFvBs7mY1U/Sj4t1MKZpVI/AAAAAAAAAdk/a_LWvitdYlo/s1600-h/19+Olga.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaFvBs7mY1U/Sj4t1MKZpVI/AAAAAAAAAdk/a_LWvitdYlo/s320/19+Olga.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349763799183893842" /></a> <!--StartFragment--> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span lang="EN-GB">Olga se souvient, Berlin,<br />Les fleurs du jardin<br />L’odeur du Lilas d’autrefois<br /><br />28 mai 2009Alphonse SALAFIAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03361031681246055558noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649289468772348439.post-49308625788193322082009-06-21T05:14:00.002-07:002017-01-11T04:53:39.201-08:00Marina<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaFvBs7mY1U/SpsDi45R7gI/AAAAAAAAAeU/UXk3MHYP13Y/s1600-h/15+Marina+danseuse+roumaine.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375894478119890434" src="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaFvBs7mY1U/SpsDi45R7gI/AAAAAAAAAeU/UXk3MHYP13Y/s320/15+Marina+danseuse+roumaine.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /></a><br />
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Tourne, tourne, tourne</div>
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Ma folie passagère</div>
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Mes envies de rivières<br />
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Tourne, tourne, tourne</div>
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La rengaine est ancienne</div>
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Où je pars qui m’emmène<br />
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Tourne, tourne, tourne</div>
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Et je perds la raison</div>
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Le fil de la chanson<br />
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Tourne, tourne, tourne</div>
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Au grand hasard des routes</div>
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Mon destin goutte à goutte<br />
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Et je danse</div>
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Et je pense</div>
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À ma vie</div>
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Qui balance<br />
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Et je danse</div>
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Et je pense</div>
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À mon enfance</div>
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Enfuie<br />
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Dans la nuit</div>
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Et l’exil</div>
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Dans ce monde</div>
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Fragile<br />
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Et je danse</div>
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Et je pense</div>
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À ce Monde </div>
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Qui tourne<br />
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qui tourne<br />
et qui tourne<br />
et qui tourne toujours<br />
et encore</div>
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(Marina, danseuse roumaine) </div>
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3 juin 2009<br />
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Alphonse SALAFIAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03361031681246055558noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649289468772348439.post-835737635606718302009-06-21T05:14:00.001-07:002017-01-11T04:43:08.257-08:00Irma<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oaFvBs7mY1U/Spr7TayB-II/AAAAAAAAAeE/6CTY4C3lUfE/s1600-h/14+Irma+voyante+russe.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375885416245360770" src="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oaFvBs7mY1U/Spr7TayB-II/AAAAAAAAAeE/6CTY4C3lUfE/s320/14+Irma+voyante+russe.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 317px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /></a><br />
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Je vous prédis</div>
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Un peu de pluie</div>
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Des jours meilleurs</div>
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Du pain des fleurs</div>
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De l’eau et de l’air</div>
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Une maison d’amour et de bois</div>
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Près d’une rivière</div>
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Et d’autrefois</div>
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Une vie nouvelle</div>
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et des ailes</div>
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Pour rêver</div>
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Pour s’envoler</div>
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(Irma, voyante russe)</div>
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3 juin 2009</div>
<!--EndFragment-->Alphonse SALAFIAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03361031681246055558noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649289468772348439.post-87641886028263815912009-06-21T05:14:00.000-07:002017-01-11T04:36:59.401-08:00Nickolaï<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0 , 0 , 238);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"><br /></span><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342371439601743074" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaFvBs7mY1U/SiPqhOundOI/AAAAAAAAAc4/ps9e22iX2pA/s320/16+Nickola%C3%AF+%C3%A9tudiant+bulgare.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 225px;" /></span><br />
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Oui est non<br />non est oui.<br />A Nikopol<br />je m’ennuie.<br />Un jour<br />Quand j’aurai fini mes études<br />Je franchirai le Danube<br />Et j’irai loin<br />Très loin d’ici,<br />De ce pays<br />Couvert de pluie<br /><br />(Nickolaï, étudiant bulgare)</div>
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1er juin 2009</div>
<!--EndFragment--> <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaFvBs7mY1U/SiPqhOundOI/AAAAAAAAAc4/ps9e22iX2pA/s1600-h/16+Nickola%C3%AF+%C3%A9tudiant+bulgare.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a>Alphonse SALAFIAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03361031681246055558noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649289468772348439.post-69638861903465005352009-06-21T05:13:00.001-07:002009-08-30T15:33:59.598-07:00Anton<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaFvBs7mY1U/Spr-PSXEAqI/AAAAAAAAAeM/b29c48JR0dw/s1600-h/16+Anton+comptable+Ukraine.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaFvBs7mY1U/Spr-PSXEAqI/AAAAAAAAAeM/b29c48JR0dw/s320/16+Anton+comptable+Ukraine.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375888643800171170" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">J’ai dû tout comptabiliser </div><div style="text-align: center;">sans rien dire : </div><div style="text-align: center;">malades, morts, les enfants,</div><div style="text-align: center;">les animaux, arbres et maisons, </div><div style="text-align: center;">tout, </div><div style="text-align: center;">vraiment tout.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Je m’en souviens encore, </div><div style="text-align: center;">comme si c’était hier.</div><div style="text-align: center;">C’était en 1986, </div><div style="text-align: center;">à Tchernobyl.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">(Anton, comptable, Ukraine)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">28 mai 2009</div><o:p></o:p><p></p> <!--EndFragment-->Alphonse SALAFIAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03361031681246055558noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649289468772348439.post-12759273551940088882009-06-21T05:13:00.000-07:002017-01-11T04:35:37.620-08:00Adorjan<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oaFvBs7mY1U/SlxkAFmR-CI/AAAAAAAAAds/R1xaLC058Fs/s1600-h/17+Adorjan+infirmier+Hongrie.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358267609329563682" src="https://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oaFvBs7mY1U/SlxkAFmR-CI/AAAAAAAAAds/R1xaLC058Fs/s320/17+Adorjan+infirmier+Hongrie.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 307px;" /></a> <!--StartFragment--> <br />
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Il y a tant de rêves<br />Qui s’achèvent<br />Au fond<br />Du Lac Balaton.<br />Infirmier<br />Je vais repêcher<br />Toutes ces bulles<br />Crevées, sombrées<br />Au fond de l’eau<br />Qui pleure.<br />Mon bateau<br />Est rempli de vies enfuies<br />D’espoirs ailleurs<br />D’exil<br />Funambule<br />Sur un fil<br /><br />(Adorjan, infirmier, Hongrie)<br /><br />1er juin 2009</div>
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