{"id":47,"date":"2007-08-25T13:13:05","date_gmt":"2007-08-25T11:13:05","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/canal-literatura.com\/Apoesia3\/?p=47"},"modified":"2007-10-15T16:05:07","modified_gmt":"2007-10-15T14:05:07","slug":"41-suele-ser-el-amor-por-obara","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/canal-literatura.com\/Apoesia3\/41-suele-ser-el-amor-por-obara\/","title":{"rendered":"41- Suele ser el amor. Por Obara"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"small\" align=\"right\"><font size=\"1\"><em>\u201c&#8230;vaya mi p\u00e1jaro preso<br \/>\na buscarme arena fina..\u201d .<\/em><\/font><\/div>\n<p><span lang=\"ES-VE\"><font face=\"Times New Roman\" size=\"3\"><font face=\"Times New Roman\" size=\"3\" \/><\/font><\/span><span lang=\"ES-VE\"><font face=\"Times New Roman\" size=\"3\"><font face=\"Times New Roman\" size=\"3\"><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; tab-stops: 108.0pt\"><span lang=\"ES-VE\"><font face=\"Times New Roman\" size=\"3\">Para aqu\u00ed y ahora me har\u00edan falta palabras prestadas que no quiero, por gastadas<br \/>\nsucias de tanto uso in\u00fatil.<!--more--><br \/>\nMi aqu\u00ed y ahora ya est\u00e1 descrito,<br \/>\ndicho,<br \/>\n\u00a0filmado,<br \/>\nfotografiado<br \/>\ncantado,<br \/>\n\u00a0ingenuamente poetizado&#8230;<br \/>\neste hoy de luz, aire que despeina y silencio,<br \/>\nmucho silencio y paz, luz y m\u00e1s silencio&#8230;<br \/>\nde olor a \u201c&#8230;estoy haciendo la comida\u201d, a alm\u00edbares y caramelo,<br \/>\nde caprichosos recuerdos de infancia en mi Isla distante,<br \/>\n\u00a0rota de agua y soledad casi eterna<br \/>\neste momento hu\u00e9rfano de palabras, gracias a tantos poetas felices,<br \/>\neste aqu\u00ed y ahora, <\/font><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; tab-stops: 108.0pt\"><span lang=\"ES-VE\"><font face=\"Times New Roman\" size=\"3\">este hartazgo de cielo azul, sol bueno y quiz\u00e1 un mar de espuma&#8230;<br \/>\nrabiosamente hermoso y triste<br \/>\nsolo puede ser una ma\u00f1ana de domingo.<br \/>\n<\/font><\/span><\/p>\n<p \/><\/font><\/font><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u201c&#8230;vaya mi p\u00e1jaro preso a buscarme arena fina..\u201d . Para aqu\u00ed y ahora me har\u00edan falta palabras prestadas que no quiero, por gastadas sucias de tanto uso in\u00fatil.<\/p>\n<p> <a class=\"continue-reading-link\" href=\"https:\/\/canal-literatura.com\/Apoesia3\/41-suele-ser-el-amor-por-obara\/\"><span>Leer m\u00e1s<\/span><i class=\"crycon-right-dir\"><\/i><\/a> <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_crdt_document":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-47","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poemas"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/canal-literatura.com\/Apoesia3\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/47","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/canal-literatura.com\/Apoesia3\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/canal-literatura.com\/Apoesia3\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/canal-literatura.com\/Apoesia3\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/canal-literatura.com\/Apoesia3\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=47"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/canal-literatura.com\/Apoesia3\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/47\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/canal-literatura.com\/Apoesia3\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=47"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/canal-literatura.com\/Apoesia3\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=47"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/canal-literatura.com\/Apoesia3\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=47"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}