{"id":904,"date":"2017-03-27T14:44:00","date_gmt":"2017-03-27T14:44:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/cms.letraweb.org\/a-outrance\/"},"modified":"2017-03-27T14:44:00","modified_gmt":"2017-03-27T14:44:00","slug":"a-outrance","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/cms.letraweb.org\/en\/a-outrance\/","title":{"rendered":"A Outrance"},"content":{"rendered":"

<\/p>\n
No fue ligera la tierra de este siglo <\/span><\/div>\n
sobre nuestras cabezas,<\/span><\/div>\n
por m\u00e1s que so\u00f1\u00e1ramos manotearle la suerte <\/span><\/div>\n
lanz\u00e1ndose a morir <\/span><\/div>\n
en cada una de sus puertas.<\/span><\/div>\n
<\/div>\n
Todo pas\u00f3 con la fugacidad de un parpadeo apenas.<\/span><\/div>\n
Y a\u00fan hoy cierta se\u00f1al del tiempo que pudo ser feliz,<\/span><\/div>\n
acude a socorrer la idea de alguna vendimia memorable,<\/span><\/div>\n
como cuando tram\u00e1bamos lo a\u00f1ejo por la cuesta hacia siempre<\/span><\/div>\n
de alg\u00fan lunes de Abril,<\/span><\/div>\n
o nos resolv\u00edamos ya parte en la ecuaci\u00f3n <\/span><\/div>\n
de alg\u00fan todo de Mayo.<\/span><\/div>\n
<\/div>\n
Entonces cre\u00edamos tener todas las llaves.<\/span><\/div>\n
<\/div>\n
Pero te fuiste yendo dentro de cada m\u00ed.<\/span><\/div>\n
Por cada adi\u00f3s <\/span><\/div>\n
qued\u00f3 un cielo privado de su albatros,<\/span><\/div>\n
y alguien muri\u00f3 en todos y cada uno <\/span><\/div>\n
de los rincones de mi mundo,<\/span><\/div>\n
cada absurdo poeta que me naciste aqu\u00ed:<\/span><\/div>\n
entre el pecho y la ausencia, <\/span><\/div>\n
entre el labio y el rezo,<\/span><\/div>\n
antes de que te fueras.<\/span><\/div>\n
<\/div>\n
<\/div>\n
Esteban D. Fern\u00e1ndez<\/span><\/b><\/div>\n
<\/div>\n
Sobre el autor<\/span><\/b>: Yo soy un sue\u00f1o, un imposible\u2026 vano fantasma de niebla y luz. Soy incorp\u00f3reo, soy intangible\u2026<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

No fue ligera la tierra de este siglo sobre nuestras cabezas, por m\u00e1s que so\u00f1\u00e1ramos manotearle la suerte lanz\u00e1ndose a morir en cada una de sus puertas. Todo pas\u00f3 con la fugacidad de un parpadeo apenas. Y a\u00fan hoy cierta se\u00f1al del tiempo que pudo ser feliz, acude a socorrer la idea de alguna vendimia<\/p>\n

Continuar leyendo<\/a><\/div>","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"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":[25],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-904","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetas-amigos"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/cms.letraweb.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/904","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=904"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/cms.letraweb.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/904\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/cms.letraweb.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=904"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/cms.letraweb.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=904"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/cms.letraweb.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=904"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}