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Et après

Chaque matin écrire quelques mots à imaginer
Chaque jour coller quelques fragments de papier 
qui écriront à leur manière un beau souvenir 
ou la fin d'un moment délicat...
Et après, parler aux chats, partir soigner le jardin ou repasser le linge...
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Les Collages d'eMmA MessanA, fragment du collage N°182 "1976, être ou ne pas être prof d'anglais ?" © eMmA MessanA

Pour revoir ce collage dans son entier, c'est par ici : 1976, Bob Dylan chantait "You're a big girl now* - eMmA MessanA

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Bob Dylan, You'Re A Big Girl Now
Extrait de l'album Hard Rain (1976, Columbia)

Our conversation was short and sweet
It nearly swept me off-a my feet
And I'm back in the rain oh oh
And you're on dry land
You made it there somehow
You're a big girl now.

Bird on the horizon sitting on the fence
He's singing his song for me at his own expense
And I'm just like that bird oh oh
Singing just for you
I hope that you can hear
Hear me singing through these tears.

Time is a jet plane it moves so fast
Oh but what a shame if all we've shared can't last
I can change I swear oh oh
See what you can do
I can make it through
You can make it too.

Love is so simple to quote a phrase
You've known it all the time I'm learning it these days
Oh I know where I can find you oh oh
In somebody's room
It's a price I had to pay
You're a big girl all the way.

A change in the weather is known to be extreme
But what's the sense of changing horses in midstream ?
I'm going out of my mind oh oh
With a pain that stops and starts
Like a corkscrew to my heart
Ever since we've been apart.

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L
La vie en poésie avec Dylan<br /> Merci, belle journée<br /> Bisous
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Dylan for ever !
L
Ainsi va la vie entre poésie et quotidien
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Tout est poésie...