{"id":7497,"date":"2018-01-31T20:56:39","date_gmt":"2018-01-31T19:56:39","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.nievesviesca.com\/blog\/?p=7497"},"modified":"2018-01-31T22:34:56","modified_gmt":"2018-01-31T21:34:56","slug":"ecos-de-poesia-cxxv","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.nievesviesca.com\/blog\/2018\/01\/31\/ecos-de-poesia-cxxv\/","title":{"rendered":"Ecos de Poes\u00eda (CXXV)"},"content":{"rendered":"

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CON MIRLOS<\/em> Y VENCEJOS<\/em> <\/span><\/h1>\n

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Ca\u00edda de la tarde<\/strong><\/h2>\n

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Este canto, que anoche <\/span><\/p>\n

amanec\u00eda en calles<\/span><\/p>\n

con roc\u00edo de lluvia<\/span><\/p>\n

sobre grietas de asfalto,<\/span><\/p>\n

no cesa de trinar en la tormenta.<\/span><\/p>\n

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El mundo alberga puentes que se hunden,<\/span><\/p>\n

tinieblas que resecan la ca\u00edda<\/span><\/p>\n

de los p\u00e1rpados, piel con polvo y barro<\/span><\/p>\n

sin aromas de az\u00facar.<\/span><\/p>\n

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En tu blancura palpa el horizonte,<\/span><\/p>\n

entre el miedo que arrastran<\/span><\/p>\n

las aguas torrenciales del vivir,<\/span><\/p>\n

d\u00e1tiles cetrer\u00edas en la tarde<\/span><\/p>\n

con mirlos y vencejos.<\/span><\/p>\n

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(<\/em>Del poemario El T\u00fanel y los D\u00edas)<\/em><\/span><\/h6>\n

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