{"id":905,"date":"2017-03-20T18:37:00","date_gmt":"2017-03-20T18:37:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/cms.letraweb.org\/todo-parece-tan-real\/"},"modified":"2017-03-20T18:37:00","modified_gmt":"2017-03-20T18:37:00","slug":"todo-parece-tan-real","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/cms.letraweb.org\/en\/todo-parece-tan-real\/","title":{"rendered":"Todo parece tan real…"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Todo parece tan real.<\/span><\/div>\n
De repente padeces de ciudad <\/span><\/div>\n
y te encuentras falt\u00e1ndole a tus pasos.<\/span><\/div>\n
<\/div>\n
Te calza el abandono.<\/span><\/div>\n
<\/div>\n
Si pudieras desflorar las sombras <\/span><\/div>\n
que silencian las luces fondeadas por los a\u00f1os.<\/span><\/div>\n
Pero mata el afuera que te vive<\/span><\/div>\n
porque hay oleadas que son definitivas<\/span><\/div>\n
cuando habitas abajo.<\/span><\/div>\n
<\/div>\n
Rayas los d\u00edas en troncos secos<\/span><\/div>\n
para perdonar la desmemoria del olvido…<\/span><\/div>\n
t\u00fa, la de vuelos ap\u00f3crifos surcando las orillas,<\/span><\/div>\n
la que secaste el sue\u00f1o a fuerza de so\u00f1arlo,<\/span><\/div>\n
la que encall\u00f3 en ninguna parte<\/span><\/div>\n
cuando remaba al filo de un recuerdo.<\/span><\/div>\n
<\/div>\n
Y de repente la urgencia de morir<\/span><\/div>\n
es horror a la muerte. Huye. <\/span><\/div>\n
No huelas el abrazo de la puerta cerrada.<\/span><\/div>\n
No te f\u00edes del vano, ni del tiempo.<\/span><\/div>\n
El azul se hace torpe detr\u00e1s de una ventana.<\/span><\/div>\n
Y yo, de tan real, podr\u00eda ser cierto.<\/span><\/div>\n
<\/div>\n
<\/div>\n
Esteban D. Fern\u00e1ndez<\/span><\/b><\/div>\n
Del Poemario<\/b>: \u00abRecu\u00e9rdame\u00bb.<\/span><\/div>\n
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Sobre el autor<\/span><\/b>: Yo soy un sue\u00f1o, un imposible, vano fantasma de niebla y luz\u2026 soy incorp\u00f3reo, soy intangible\u2026<\/i><\/span><\/div>\n
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Todo parece tan real. De repente padeces de ciudad y te encuentras falt\u00e1ndole a tus pasos. Te calza el abandono. Si pudieras desflorar las sombras que silencian las luces fondeadas por los a\u00f1os. Pero mata el afuera que te vive porque hay oleadas que son definitivas cuando habitas abajo. Rayas los d\u00edas en troncos secos<\/p>\n

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