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Es m\u00e1s cruda la tarde cuando roza el silencio
porque la mano de la memoria viene a tocar mi pecho
porque el olvido se hace piedra, teja, clavo\u2026
y ah\u00ed\u2026 en ese instante
bajo los arcos del tiempo te recuerdo
en el triste silencio de la tarde.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Martha Jacqueline Iglesias Herrera<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n Del Poemario<\/strong>: \u00abSi no fuera de ti\u00bb.<\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Es m\u00e1s cruda la tarde cuando roza el silencioporque la mano de la memoria viene a tocar mi pechoporque el olvido se hace piedra, teja, clavo\u2026y ah\u00ed\u2026 en ese instantebajo los arcos del tiempo te recuerdoen el triste silencio de la tarde. Martha Jacqueline Iglesias Herrera Del Poemario: \u00abSi no fuera de ti\u00bb.<\/p>","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":2162,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_seopress_titles_title":"","_seopress_titles_desc":"","_seopress_robots_index":"","_seopress_robots_follow":"","_seopress_robots_imageindex":"","_seopress_robots_snippet":"","_seopress_robots_primary_cat":"","_seopress_robots_breadcrumbs":"","_seopress_robots_freeze_modified_date":"","_seopress_robots_custom_modified_date":"","_seopress_robots_canonical":"","_seopress_social_fb_title":"","_seopress_social_fb_desc":"","_seopress_social_fb_img":"","_seopress_social_fb_img_attachment_id":0,"_seopress_social_fb_img_width":0,"_seopress_social_fb_img_height":0,"_seopress_social_twitter_title":"","_seopress_social_twitter_desc":"","_seopress_social_twitter_img":"","_seopress_social_twitter_img_attachment_id":0,"_seopress_social_twitter_img_width":0,"_seopress_social_twitter_img_height":0,"_seopress_redirections_value":"","_seopress_redirections_enabled":"","_seopress_redirections_enabled_regex":"","_seopress_redirections_logged_status":"","_seopress_redirections_param":"","_seopress_redirections_type":0,"_seopress_analysis_target_kw":"","rop_custom_images_group":[],"rop_custom_messages_group":[],"rop_publish_now":"initial","rop_publish_now_accounts":[],"rop_publish_now_history":[],"rop_publish_now_status":"pending","footnotes":""},"categories":[39],"tags":[516,511,483,462,517],"class_list":["post-2161","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-poesia-martha-jacqueline","tag-cuba","tag-letraweb","tag-martha-jacqueline-iglesias-herrera","tag-poesia","tag-si-no-fuera-de-ti"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/cms.letraweb.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2161","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/cms.letraweb.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/cms.letraweb.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/cms.letraweb.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/cms.letraweb.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2161"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/cms.letraweb.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2161\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2163,"href":"https:\/\/cms.letraweb.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2161\/revisions\/2163"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/cms.letraweb.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/2162"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/cms.letraweb.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2161"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/cms.letraweb.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2161"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/cms.letraweb.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2161"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}