{"id":8196,"date":"2018-10-19T11:42:53","date_gmt":"2018-10-19T09:42:53","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.nievesviesca.com\/blog\/?p=8196"},"modified":"2018-10-19T11:42:53","modified_gmt":"2018-10-19T09:42:53","slug":"ecos-de-poesia-cxxxix","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.nievesviesca.com\/blog\/2018\/10\/19\/ecos-de-poesia-cxxxix\/","title":{"rendered":"Ecos de Poes\u00eda (CXXXIX)"},"content":{"rendered":"

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LA\u00a0 LLUVIA<\/strong><\/span><\/h2>\n

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Se anota la tristeza en el dietario:<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 -LLueve<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 sobre la acera de mi nombre-.<\/span><\/p>\n

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Por su grieta, las s\u00edlabas se llenan<\/span><\/p>\n

de moho<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 y el dolor<\/span><\/p>\n

incinera calando la palabra.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n

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((((El sem\u00e1foro rojo, cruza en \u00e1mbar,<\/span><\/p>\n

emp\u00e1pate del d\u00eda.))))<\/span><\/p>\n

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Qu\u00e9 ingenuo es el lenguaje<\/span><\/p>\n

cuando posa su vuelo en el asfalto.<\/span><\/p>\n

Siempre olvida el reloj,<\/span><\/p>\n

las llaves,<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 la tormenta\u2026 y el paraguas<\/span><\/p>\n

plegable de esperanza.<\/span><\/p>\n

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Del poemario \u00abEl T\u00fanel y los D\u00edas\u00bb<\/em><\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

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      LA\u00a0 LLUVIA Se anota la tristeza en el dietario: \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 -LLueve \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 sobre la acera de mi nombre-.   Por su grieta, las s\u00edlabas se llenan de moho \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 y el dolor incinera calando la palabra.   … Sigue leyendo →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_bbp_topic_count":0,"_bbp_reply_count":0,"_bbp_total_topic_count":0,"_bbp_total_reply_count":0,"_bbp_voice_count":0,"_bbp_anonymous_reply_count":0,"_bbp_topic_count_hidden":0,"_bbp_reply_count_hidden":0,"_bbp_forum_subforum_count":0,"om_disable_all_campaigns":false,"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_feature_clip_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2},"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-8196","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poesia"],"aioseo_notices":[],"aioseo_head":"\n\t\t\n\t\n\t\n\t\n\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t