{"id":487,"date":"2022-08-09T02:04:00","date_gmt":"2022-08-09T02:04:00","guid":{"rendered":""},"modified":"2022-10-07T20:26:26","modified_gmt":"2022-10-07T20:26:26","slug":"ni-oculta-ni-confesa","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/cms.letraweb.org\/en\/ni-oculta-ni-confesa\/","title":{"rendered":"NI OCULTA NI CONFESA…"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Ni oculta ni confesa.<\/span><\/div>\n
No elijo ni proclamo aquello que no nombra<\/span><\/div>\n
mi luz ni mi silencio,<\/span><\/div>\n
ni el sue\u00f1o que despierta con ojos azorados<\/span><\/div>\n
-licenciando la brea de la palabra trunca-<\/span><\/div>\n
gir\u00e1ndose en s\u00ed mismo<\/span><\/div>\n
en busca de un dios que lo sostenga.<\/span><\/div>\n
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Si acaso ves que oriento mi nostalgia<\/span><\/div>\n
que mis ojos atentos impiden tu ca\u00edda,<\/span><\/div>\n
que paladeo esta f\u00e1bula entre el aliento<\/span><\/div>\n
de los mostos amargos y perdidos<\/span><\/div>\n
-que ni a\u00f1ejos afloran su estirpe de sarmientos-<\/span><\/div>\n
ni pienses que te sigo.<\/span><\/div>\n
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Si acaso y tienes tiempo,<\/span><\/div>\n
ve como salgo de m\u00ed para llorarme \u2013para llorarnos-<\/span><\/div>\n
en este acaso abisal e imperdonable<\/span><\/div>\n
que abraz\u00f3 la suerte de aquel Kursk<\/b>,<\/span><\/div>\n
en las tantas batallas rendidas sin pelearse,<\/span><\/div>\n
en la esperanza hecha bandera pisoteada que levanto<\/span><\/b><\/div>\n
-contracorriente\u2026 de cara al mundo-<\/span><\/div>\n
en la sangre que se pierde cada d\u00eda sin sangrarse,<\/span><\/b><\/div>\n
en las voces que aislaste y que volviste sombras<\/b>\u2026<\/span><\/div>\n
cuando \u00e9ramos la luz,<\/span><\/b><\/div>\n
la luz inapagable de un \u00abfaro\u00bb que sostengo<\/span><\/b><\/div>\n
-a duras penas- en nombre de la \u00abHistoria\u00bb.<\/span><\/b><\/div>\n

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Nota<\/b><\/u>: K-141 Kursk fue un submarino nuclear de la Armada de Rusia. El 12 de agosto de 2000 sufri\u00f3 un naufragio, donde se hundi\u00f3 durante un ejercicio naval en el mar de Barents con 118 tripulantes a bordo. La operaci\u00f3n de rescate internacional fracas\u00f3 y no hubo supervivientes. Es considerada la mayor cat\u00e1strofe naval de la historia postsovi\u00e9tica.<\/span><\/div>\n
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Martha Jacqueline Iglesias Herrera<\/span><\/b>
Del Poemario<\/b>: \u00abDe Sue\u00f1os y Caminos\u00bb<\/span><\/div>\n
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Ni oculta ni confesa. No elijo ni proclamo aquello que no nombra mi luz ni mi silencio, ni el sue\u00f1o que despierta con ojos azorados -licenciando la brea de la palabra trunca- gir\u00e1ndose en s\u00ed mismo en busca de un dios que lo sostenga. Si acaso ves que oriento mi nostalgia que mis ojos atentos<\/p>\n

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