{"id":977,"date":"2016-09-20T13:03:00","date_gmt":"2016-09-20T13:03:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/cms.letraweb.org\/a-volte-sento\/"},"modified":"2016-09-20T13:03:00","modified_gmt":"2016-09-20T13:03:00","slug":"a-volte-sento","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/cms.letraweb.org\/en\/a-volte-sento\/","title":{"rendered":"A volte sento…"},"content":{"rendered":"
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 La spenta lacrima<\/span><\/div>\n
continuer\u00e1 ad arder\u00e9 nella memoria,<\/span><\/div>\n
la luna di altre notti<\/span><\/div>\n
che adesso posso chimare<\/span><\/div>\n
colpa, sonno, miei.<\/span><\/div>\n
A volte\u2026 <\/span><\/div>\n
sento che sono vestito<\/span><\/div>\n
con l\u2019 agon\u00eda<\/span><\/div>\n
di l\u2019 orrore della perdita,<\/span><\/div>\n
risacca lieve\u2026<\/span><\/div>\n
il non-ricordo a nessuno.<\/span><\/div>\n
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Anna Maria Fasolo<\/span><\/b><\/div>\n
Del Poemario<\/span><\/b>: Scrivere la notte<\/span><\/div>\n
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Pintura de:<\/b> Patrice Murciano<\/span><\/div>\n
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 La spenta lacrima continuer\u00e1 ad arder\u00e9 nella memoria, la luna di altre notti che adesso posso chimare colpa, sonno, miei. A volte\u2026 sento che sono vestito con l\u2019 agon\u00eda di l\u2019 orrore della perdita, risacca lieve\u2026 il non-ricordo a nessuno. Anna Maria Fasolo Del Poemario: Scrivere la notte Pintura de: Patrice Murciano<\/p>","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-977","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetas-amigos"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/cms.letraweb.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/977","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=977"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/cms.letraweb.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/977\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/cms.letraweb.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=977"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/cms.letraweb.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=977"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/cms.letraweb.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=977"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}