{"id":64,"date":"2011-09-25T16:57:44","date_gmt":"2011-09-25T14:57:44","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.elnortedecastilla.es\/enfaserem\/?p=64"},"modified":"2011-09-25T16:57:44","modified_gmt":"2011-09-25T14:57:44","slug":"poema-de-la-semana-2592011","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blogs.elnortedecastilla.es\/enfaserem\/2011\/09\/25\/poema-de-la-semana-2592011\/","title":{"rendered":"Poema de la semana"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"aligncenter\" src=\"\/\/1.bp.blogspot.com\/_Ikr6q_F-WIc\/TLJ5oSQDXUI\/AAAAAAAAAHw\/OEXN_ZnTx8k\/s320\/Desapariciones+%28poesia%29+-+Paul+Auster.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"218\" height=\"320\" \/><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>FRAGMENT FROM COLD<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Because we go blind<\/p>\n<p>in the day that goes with us,<\/p>\n<p>and because we have seen our breath<\/p>\n<p>cloud<\/p>\n<p>the mirror or air,<\/p>\n<p>the eye of the air will open<\/p>\n<p>on nothing but the word<\/p>\n<p>we renounce: winter<\/p>\n<p>will have been a place<\/p>\n<p>or ripeness.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>We who become the dead<\/p>\n<p>of another life than ours.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><em><strong>FRAGMENTO DESDE EL FR\u00cdO<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><em>Porque nos volvemos ciegos<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>en el d\u00eda que nace con nosotros,<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>y porque hemos visto a nuestro aliento<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>nublar<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>el espejo del aire,<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>el ojo del aire no se abrir\u00e1<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>sino en la palabra<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>hecha renuncia: el invierno<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>habr\u00e1 sido un lugar<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>de madurez.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><em>Nosotros, convertidos en los muertos<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>de otra vida que la nuestra.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: right;\"><strong>Paul Auster<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: right;\">(Traducci\u00f3n: <strong>Jordi Doce<\/strong>)<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: right;\"><em>Desapariciones<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: right;\">Pre-Textos, Poes\u00eda<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; &nbsp; FRAGMENT FROM COLD &nbsp; Because we go blind in the day that goes with us, and because we have seen our breath cloud the mirror or air, the eye of the air will open on nothing but the word we renounce: winter will have been a place or ripeness. &nbsp; We who become [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":24,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[8,12],"tags":[534,665,702],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.elnortedecastilla.es\/enfaserem\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/64"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.elnortedecastilla.es\/enfaserem\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.elnortedecastilla.es\/enfaserem\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.elnortedecastilla.es\/enfaserem\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/24"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.elnortedecastilla.es\/enfaserem\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=64"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.elnortedecastilla.es\/enfaserem\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/64\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.elnortedecastilla.es\/enfaserem\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=64"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.elnortedecastilla.es\/enfaserem\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=64"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.elnortedecastilla.es\/enfaserem\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=64"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}