tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68315795304784577902024-03-12T21:07:53.846-03:00SUREANDOblog de rescate de la historia familiar, de la patagonia, vivencias, recuerdos, arte y poesíaBeatricehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12962613783844901556noreply@blogger.comBlogger3162125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831579530478457790.post-57174017111240970322023-11-18T19:11:00.002-03:002023-11-18T23:23:23.131-03:00Tiene la medida de mi sueño<blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSneqECvdDZOBAo-bsZVZmT8aujQne1MQL6xDTPo-7RdS0mjdWW3tA6QwEGJr3McOmmjzc2NFLy-4dmw5FnJ7wejkrNyMCVGmrv9eS8tj1hqzLbksnyNoY9V3frrg6E4HRLQAZixfcN0n8NzpNLROSuhdj7dIGpeu-NH0EZav-psgiwkLo3Ju1TFWpdQ0/s400/Atroshenko%20gypsy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="400" data-original-width="360" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSneqECvdDZOBAo-bsZVZmT8aujQne1MQL6xDTPo-7RdS0mjdWW3tA6QwEGJr3McOmmjzc2NFLy-4dmw5FnJ7wejkrNyMCVGmrv9eS8tj1hqzLbksnyNoY9V3frrg6E4HRLQAZixfcN0n8NzpNLROSuhdj7dIGpeu-NH0EZav-psgiwkLo3Ju1TFWpdQ0/s320/Atroshenko%20gypsy.jpg" width="288" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p></blockquote><p><span style="font-family: Georgia;"><em><span style="color: #9bc9bb; font-size: x-small;"> </span><b>"Elle a la forme de mes mains<br /> elle a la couleur de mes yeux..."<br /> Paul Éluard</b></em></span></p><p><span style="font-family: Georgia;"><b><i>Tiene la medida de mi sueño<br />los ojos de mi infancia<br />ama lo que yo amo<br />lo que no retorna<br />lo que no llega todavía<br />se levanta en mis párpados<br />y de ahí hace volar sus sueños.<br />Se desplaza y permanece<br />siempre es ella en todas partes<br />saludando al universo.<br />Llena todos los días del mundo<br />y aún no nace porque no tiene fin.<br />La encuentro en el silencio, en la absolución<br />pero ella está dispersa respirando en todo.<br />Si algún día llego a penetrar su alma<br />le daré vendimias de su cuerpo<br />el hombre, el pasto, la niebla.</i></b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: Georgia;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: Georgia;"><b><i>Homero Aridjis</i></b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: Georgia;"><b><i>Atroshenko</i></b></span></p>Beatricehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12962613783844901556noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831579530478457790.post-72707237811257802432023-02-03T18:51:00.003-03:002023-02-03T18:51:53.051-03:00Cuando te sueño<p style="text-align: center;"><b><i></i></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje23y7dGwXCFSKFh3PdhsYuCj8HZPGwo3nqS7_aDkDDNXC8nQ5THd0wWk4zT7p2PzEtNilXWSvgMHTy6ar2nTCvwGmMK9bdpCCYYQVONqVbndvbVyMKBgYvyDydHtUjxTg3iOdyb8BYqERid5e6-gAeFEpRY0faFhhSx0D_DR9z8CTw8buEfJ2aP47/s1001/pap%C3%A1%20sentado.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1001" data-original-width="691" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje23y7dGwXCFSKFh3PdhsYuCj8HZPGwo3nqS7_aDkDDNXC8nQ5THd0wWk4zT7p2PzEtNilXWSvgMHTy6ar2nTCvwGmMK9bdpCCYYQVONqVbndvbVyMKBgYvyDydHtUjxTg3iOdyb8BYqERid5e6-gAeFEpRY0faFhhSx0D_DR9z8CTw8buEfJ2aP47/s320/pap%C3%A1%20sentado.jpg" width="221" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /><span style="color: #274e13;"><br /></span></i></b><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;"> Cuando te sueño</span></i></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">eres joven.</span></i></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">¿Qué le sucede</span></i></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">a mis sueños?</span></i></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">¿Es que mi vida</span></i></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">no quiere</span></i></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">saber que ha pasado</span></i></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">el tiempo?</span></i></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p><span style="font-size: x-small;"><b>Concha Méndez</b></span></p><p><br /></p>Beatricehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12962613783844901556noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831579530478457790.post-54698366125791751312023-01-26T19:57:00.000-03:002023-01-26T19:57:02.774-03:00Mi nieto<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #274e13; font-size: large;"><i><b><br /></b></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #274e13; font-size: large;"><i></i></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #274e13; font-size: large;"><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaoniN5YVq3djxXlipmPuHggZXlBGqZQfgOm92Xm2ROu3CK8_6hiBJncNq4N4bU52M_-x9FXulEP8qUBgHDziv_5b6w_W5AUvAO_Z1HpmEWBiDEVYYOIHOprVDnVX-nZIon7-KBTHeJLmNgEz8ldZLdoNlHrBo0m0udDi1mdDMzlmQAMBVkHRsAFuL/s1115/riendo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="829" data-original-width="1115" height="238" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaoniN5YVq3djxXlipmPuHggZXlBGqZQfgOm92Xm2ROu3CK8_6hiBJncNq4N4bU52M_-x9FXulEP8qUBgHDziv_5b6w_W5AUvAO_Z1HpmEWBiDEVYYOIHOprVDnVX-nZIon7-KBTHeJLmNgEz8ldZLdoNlHrBo0m0udDi1mdDMzlmQAMBVkHRsAFuL/s320/riendo.jpg" width="320" /></a></i></span></div><span style="color: #274e13; font-size: large;"><i><br /><b><br /></b></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #274e13; font-size: large;"><i><b> "Eres mi rayito de sol</b></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #274e13; font-size: large;"><i><b>en medio del frío"</b></i></span></p>Beatricehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12962613783844901556noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831579530478457790.post-42889286261721381602022-11-21T18:27:00.002-03:002022-11-21T18:27:38.369-03:00Amor a primera vista<p style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13; font-size: medium;"> <br /></span></i></b><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5iBXmqcI9BqA_8Tt3mJ__upy7tnoK4fuXGuA0743En169sAqc_s-2He7ytvjZU29Y9t_IAQ5CqpoZhumw7y4bfZArKJ-3L2NEFn8T1kNbzpsBHhNvf2uC-P-Yb-IH4oeJSZBXct5mRxpTAs7zyrq3Y4VqLSGjjqzoLM5NURX-AO9xXWBABkLfeZ2y/s800/Vincent%20Giarrano-%E3%82%AB%E3%82%A4-7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="644" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5iBXmqcI9BqA_8Tt3mJ__upy7tnoK4fuXGuA0743En169sAqc_s-2He7ytvjZU29Y9t_IAQ5CqpoZhumw7y4bfZArKJ-3L2NEFn8T1kNbzpsBHhNvf2uC-P-Yb-IH4oeJSZBXct5mRxpTAs7zyrq3Y4VqLSGjjqzoLM5NURX-AO9xXWBABkLfeZ2y/s320/Vincent%20Giarrano-%E3%82%AB%E3%82%A4-7.jpg" width="258" /></a></div><br /></div><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13; font-size: medium;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></span></i></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13; font-size: medium;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; white-space: pre-wrap;">Ambos están convencidos</span></span></i></b></p><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">de que los ha unido un sentimiento repentino.</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">Es hermosa esa seguridad,</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">pero <span style="font-family: inherit;"><a style="cursor: pointer; font-family: inherit;" tabindex="-1"></a></span>la inseguridad es más hermosa.</span></i></b></div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">Imaginan que como antes no se conocían</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">no había sucedido nada entre ellos.</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">Pero ¿qué decir de las calles, las escaleras, los pasillos</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">en los que hace tiempo podrían haberse cruzado?</span></i></b></div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">Me gustaría preguntarles</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">si no recuerdan</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">-quizá un encuentro frente a frente</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">alguna vez en una puerta giratoria,</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">o algún “lo siento”</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">o el sonido de “se ha equivocado” en el teléfono-,</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">pero conozco su respuesta.</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">No recuerdan.</span></i></b></div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">Se sorprenderían</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">de saber que ya hace mucho tiempo</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">que la casualidad juega con ellos,</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">una casualidad no del todo preparada</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">para convertirse en su destino,</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">que los acercaba y alejaba,</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">que se interponía en su camino</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">y que conteniendo la risa</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">se apartaba a un lado.</span></i></b></div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">Hubo signos, señales,</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">pero qué hacer si no eran comprensibles.</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">¿No habrá revoloteado</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">una hoja de un hombro a otro</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">hace tres años</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">o incluso el último martes?</span></i></b></div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">Hubo algo perdido y encontrado.</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">Quién sabe si alguna pelota</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">en los matorrales de la infancia.</span></i></b></div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">Hubo picaportes y timbres</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">en los que un tacto</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">se sobrepuso a otro tacto.</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">Maletas, una junto a otra, en una consigna.</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">Quizá una cierta noche el mismo sueño</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">desaparecido inmediatamente después de despertar.</span></i></b></div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">Todo principio</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">no es mas que una continuación,</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">y el libro de los acontecimientos</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">se encuentra siempre abierto a la mitad.</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div dir="auto" style="color: #050505; font-family: inherit;">Wislawa Szymborska</div></div>Beatricehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12962613783844901556noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831579530478457790.post-46278211458741757472022-11-19T19:08:00.000-03:002022-11-19T19:08:04.546-03:00Si pudiera decírtelo<p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_hBIfZJlZxhar98oEbeH6W31CezdEo827ExwLedHzGqcypr3O9FN6jZ-p6dfLGTb9s_NtsZVBndmwoqX5IPnYIj1-vP06FG-f3JpL9Wsj0t5RJBTA-BDdlW2CnKdb_x-1D9-cHPqW81JDJ-ScIcYbXkjQaA5mRCbfxKXzlPgO3ywuALVvBUV57oEs/s1024/Hour%20(1).webp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1024" data-original-width="760" height="367" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_hBIfZJlZxhar98oEbeH6W31CezdEo827ExwLedHzGqcypr3O9FN6jZ-p6dfLGTb9s_NtsZVBndmwoqX5IPnYIj1-vP06FG-f3JpL9Wsj0t5RJBTA-BDdlW2CnKdb_x-1D9-cHPqW81JDJ-ScIcYbXkjQaA5mRCbfxKXzlPgO3ywuALVvBUV57oEs/w273-h367/Hour%20(1).webp" width="273" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"> <span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13; font-size: medium;">El tiempo no dirá nada, pero yo te lo dije,</span></i></b></span></p><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">el tiempo solo sabe el precio que debemos pagar;</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">si pudiera decírtelo te lo diría.</span></i></b></div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">Si tuviéramos que llorar cuando los payasos actúan,</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">si tuviéramos que tropezar cuando los músicos tocan,</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">el tiempo no dirá nada, pero yo te lo dije.</span></i></b></div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">No hay fortunas que adivinar, aunque,</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">porque te amo más de lo que puedo decir,</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">si pudiera decírtelo te lo diría.</span></i></b></div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">Los vientos deben venir de algún lado cuando soplan,</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">debe de haber razones para qué las hojas se pudran;</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">el tiempo no dirá nada, pero yo te lo dije.</span></i></b></div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">Tal vez las rosas quieran en realidad crecer,</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">la visión seriamente intenta permanecer;</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">si pudiera decírtelo te lo diría.</span></i></b></div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">Supongamos que todos los leones se levantan y se marchan,</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">y que todos los arroyos y los soldados huyen;</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">¿No dirá nada el tiempo pero yo te lo dije?</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">Si pudiera decírtelo te lo diría.</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div dir="auto" style="color: #050505; font-family: inherit;">Auden</div><div dir="auto" style="color: #050505; font-family: inherit;">Traducción : HIlario Barrero</div></div>Beatricehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12962613783844901556noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831579530478457790.post-2110999498186496152022-11-11T16:57:00.001-03:002022-11-11T16:57:08.459-03:00La muchacha del semáforo<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_Yl9WztrubM8mcnMZ74YfNdWVuYGqz8IcgYHyIJ5gZUGQ4kEBs5N-G7MPUB7gfBNymC5BtrolX8oeeJs2aK2hcnP0BCP5YpwPtdvDar_160n-zubqtmcMGsTvlm1rxifMbfLe28a5RxUQkBXp4T8A_HTTqtPt_VZDtT_DMISoGZCQ7m_mD_x-8xxS/s600/semaforo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="473" height="365" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_Yl9WztrubM8mcnMZ74YfNdWVuYGqz8IcgYHyIJ5gZUGQ4kEBs5N-G7MPUB7gfBNymC5BtrolX8oeeJs2aK2hcnP0BCP5YpwPtdvDar_160n-zubqtmcMGsTvlm1rxifMbfLe28a5RxUQkBXp4T8A_HTTqtPt_VZDtT_DMISoGZCQ7m_mD_x-8xxS/w288-h365/semaforo.jpg" width="288" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="background-color: white; color: #2e3137; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 18px; white-space: pre-line;">Tienes la misma edad que yo tenía</span></i></b></div><b><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="background-color: white; color: #2e3137; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 18px; white-space: pre-line;">cuando empezaba a soñar en encontrarte.</span></i></b></div><i><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="background-color: white; color: #2e3137; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 18px; white-space: pre-line;">No sabía aún, igual que tú</span></i></b></div><span style="background-color: white; color: #2e3137; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 18px; white-space: pre-line;"><div style="text-align: center;"><b style="background-color: transparent;"><i>no lo has aprendido aún, que algún día</i></b></div></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #2e3137; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 18px; white-space: pre-line;"><div style="text-align: center;"><b style="background-color: transparent;"><i>el amor es esta arma cargada</i></b></div></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #2e3137; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 18px; white-space: pre-line;"><div style="text-align: center;"><b style="background-color: transparent;"><i>de soledad y de melancolía</i></b></div></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #2e3137; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 18px; white-space: pre-line;"><div style="text-align: center;"><b style="background-color: transparent;"><i>que ahora te está apuntando desde mis ojos.</i></b></div></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #2e3137; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 18px; white-space: pre-line;"><div style="text-align: center;"><b style="background-color: transparent;"><i>Tú eres la muchacha que yo estuve buscando</i></b></div></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #2e3137; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 18px; white-space: pre-line;"><div style="text-align: center;"><b style="background-color: transparent;"><i>durante tanto tiempo cuando aún no existías.</i></b></div></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #2e3137; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 18px; white-space: pre-line;"><div style="text-align: center;"><b style="background-color: transparent;"><i>Y yo soy aquel hombre hacia el cual</i></b></div></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #2e3137; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 18px; white-space: pre-line;"><div style="text-align: center;"><b style="background-color: transparent;"><i>querrás un día dirigir tus pasos.</i></b></div></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #2e3137; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 18px; white-space: pre-line;"><div style="text-align: center;"><b style="background-color: transparent;"><i>Pero estaré entonces tan lejos de ti</i></b></div></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #2e3137; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 18px; white-space: pre-line;"><div style="text-align: center;"><b style="background-color: transparent;"><i>como ahora tú de mí en este semáforo.</i></b></div></span></i></b><p></p><p><span style="background-color: white; color: #2e3137; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 18px; white-space: pre-line;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: white; color: #2e3137; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 18px; white-space: pre-line;">Joan Margarit</span></p>Beatricehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12962613783844901556noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831579530478457790.post-83133958504440777302022-10-31T19:12:00.001-03:002022-10-31T22:11:10.587-03:00La forma de tu ausencia<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjwlJ5fCLg3zivRMbhuxEVtKHMrytzfTmAO_nKf1A8C-bJGgYU0T5uH9ZX_3diP51A4sPh_oGGwpCD6WBw4S8oWjTNihvojAs5YkRcvJnRKWGvehvxCesN1j1LgXAPuKE1Hkwtita0Ef_ZLQe9Q4juEyVqcdTFfvC1plmoh91s4nhrKyyOt1hLWOpW/s640/dreams.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="434" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjwlJ5fCLg3zivRMbhuxEVtKHMrytzfTmAO_nKf1A8C-bJGgYU0T5uH9ZX_3diP51A4sPh_oGGwpCD6WBw4S8oWjTNihvojAs5YkRcvJnRKWGvehvxCesN1j1LgXAPuKE1Hkwtita0Ef_ZLQe9Q4juEyVqcdTFfvC1plmoh91s4nhrKyyOt1hLWOpW/w271-h400/dreams.jpg" width="271" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><b style="font-family: Georgia;"><i><span style="color: #274e13;">Ni un momento</span></i></b></div><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Georgia;"><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>he dejado de ver en este cuerpo</i></b></div><b><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>la forma de tu ausencia,</i></b></div><i><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>como una esfera que ya no te contiene.</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>Pero dos cosas constantes te revelan,</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>te tienen de cuerpo entero en el instante,</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>y son la cama y la mesa de madera,</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>hechas a la medida del amor</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>y del hambre</i></b></div></i></b></span><p></p><div><span style="font-family: Georgia;"><b><i>Homero Aridjis</i></b></span></div>Beatricehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12962613783844901556noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831579530478457790.post-52203158051585115152022-10-30T17:06:00.003-03:002022-10-30T17:06:31.162-03:00Nunca sabrás...<p style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;"></span></i></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOPDj0iEVmUWL1uSh_MdZeIIOB7CbHarNrNuRYrQivpBlpYIwQlhkATbS-hxY39DwFiWSe8sNK0jf1ft8Ow7C884akiLeEe151ePEI3JhLXkie3mxTR4wpPRv8IDNerWbFokbCBb2GrDH89TkTpYB6qREMKwdP7ypvQ_qu5LzLCALi0hV2VwTH9oga/s748/looking.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="748" data-original-width="500" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOPDj0iEVmUWL1uSh_MdZeIIOB7CbHarNrNuRYrQivpBlpYIwQlhkATbS-hxY39DwFiWSe8sNK0jf1ft8Ow7C884akiLeEe151ePEI3JhLXkie3mxTR4wpPRv8IDNerWbFokbCBb2GrDH89TkTpYB6qREMKwdP7ypvQ_qu5LzLCALi0hV2VwTH9oga/w268-h400/looking.jpg" width="268" /></a></span></i></b></div><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;"><br /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></span></i></b><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">"Nunca sabrás que tu alma viaja</span></span></i></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">Dulcemente refugiada en el fondo de mi corazón,</span></i></b></span></p><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: center; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">Y que nada, ni el tiempo ni la edad ni otros amores,</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: center; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;"><br /></span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: center; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">Impedirá que hayas existido.</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: center; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;"><br /></span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: center; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">Ahora la belleza del mundo toma tu rostro,</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: center; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;"><br /></span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: center; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">Se <span style="font-family: inherit;"><a style="cursor: pointer; font-family: inherit;" tabindex="-1"></a></span>alimenta de tu dulzura y se engalana con tu claridad.</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: center; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;"><br /></span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: center; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">El lago pensativo al fondo del paisaje</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: center; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;"><br /></span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: center; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">Me vuelve a hablar de tu serenidad.</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: center; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">Los caminos que seguiste, hoy me señalan el mío,</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: center; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;"><br /></span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: center; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">Aunque jamás sabrás que te llevo conmigo</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: center; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;"><br /></span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: center; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">Como una lámpara de oro para alumbrarme el camino</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: center; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;"><br /></span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: center; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">Ni que tu voz aún traspasa mi alma.</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: center; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;"><br /></span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: center; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">Suave antorcha tus rayos, dulce hoguera tu espíritu;</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: center; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;"><br /></span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: center; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">Aún vives un poco porque yo te sobrevivo".</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></b></div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b><span style="font-size: x-small;">Marguerite Yourcenar</span></b></div>Beatricehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12962613783844901556noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831579530478457790.post-87588064881153540292022-09-24T20:24:00.002-03:002022-09-24T21:35:35.100-03:00Tercer poema de ausencia<p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW-rNY8r1bJ7C16gyGk1TyHRtPYTGHKFVZ9d0BobJSMrtXQ3tEr3RuObU0YWF9v6Am_PDhh0y-SLAP6RDHOh5RV5j5IJkBXh1mPlh0yAbbIrCBH9hsEDSDJhFxfTYMZPl24FkXsf10FPxUXWLT3XwEgMHHy0OmnKIsLiJgwd2mpzIClBVYipJIiF2U/s395/soledad.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="395" data-original-width="214" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW-rNY8r1bJ7C16gyGk1TyHRtPYTGHKFVZ9d0BobJSMrtXQ3tEr3RuObU0YWF9v6Am_PDhh0y-SLAP6RDHOh5RV5j5IJkBXh1mPlh0yAbbIrCBH9hsEDSDJhFxfTYMZPl24FkXsf10FPxUXWLT3XwEgMHHy0OmnKIsLiJgwd2mpzIClBVYipJIiF2U/s320/soledad.jpg" width="173" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><b style="color: #274e13; font-family: Georgia; font-size: small;"><i>Tú has escondido la luz en alguna parte</i></b></div><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>y me niegas el retorno,</i></b></div><b><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>sé que esta oscuridad no es cierta</i></b></div><i><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>porque antes de mis manos volaban las luciérnagas,</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>y yo te buscaba</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>y tú eras tú</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>y éramos unos ojos</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>en un mismo lecho</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>y nadie de nosotros pensaba en el eclipse,</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>pero nos hicimos fríos y conocidos</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>y la noche se hizo inaccesible</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>para bajarla juntos.</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>Tú has escondido la luz en alguna parte,</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>la has plantado en otros ojos,</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>porque desde que ya no existes</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>nada de lo que está junto a mí amanece.</i></b></div></i></b></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #9bc9bb; font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;">Homero Aridjis</span></p>Beatricehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12962613783844901556noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831579530478457790.post-11804977208215621532022-08-28T22:16:00.003-04:002022-08-28T22:16:16.232-04:00Fular<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOe0v50ououp2EnxeE7rjZduhSpFQ3nBGoIzT5PAYSD_8CG8iCCKUIQP_-0RkODN0iFPMLbLt4RSk_R4zie4BsB7LOPJUSLXhgYv4sVbx-Uq7h54mNIecsJPueck6zzhADfHDU4GimWohYhT0AZ1kek21cExD_awxjO0nLKSTT1x_ZaOhXpWPmuSHX/s680/fo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="680" data-original-width="453" height="356" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOe0v50ououp2EnxeE7rjZduhSpFQ3nBGoIzT5PAYSD_8CG8iCCKUIQP_-0RkODN0iFPMLbLt4RSk_R4zie4BsB7LOPJUSLXhgYv4sVbx-Uq7h54mNIecsJPueck6zzhADfHDU4GimWohYhT0AZ1kek21cExD_awxjO0nLKSTT1x_ZaOhXpWPmuSHX/w236-h356/fo.jpg" width="236" /></a></div><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"></span><p></p><div class="l7ghb35v kjdc1dyq kmwttqpk gh25dzvf jikcssrz n3t5jt4f" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">El que dice que la belleza</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">está en los ojos</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">de <span style="font-family: inherit;"><a style="cursor: pointer; font-family: inherit;" tabindex="-1"></a></span>quien la contempla</span></i></b></div></div><div class="l7ghb35v kjdc1dyq kmwttqpk gh25dzvf jikcssrz n3t5jt4f" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">ha olvidado la música</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">que produce la seda </span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">cuando se acomoda alrededor </span></i></b></div></div><div class="l7ghb35v kjdc1dyq kmwttqpk gh25dzvf jikcssrz n3t5jt4f" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">de un cuello desnudo: piel que nunca se tocó</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">tan suavemente excepto</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">cuando lo hizo un niño</span></i></b></div></div><div class="l7ghb35v kjdc1dyq kmwttqpk gh25dzvf jikcssrz n3t5jt4f" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">o un amante.</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;"><br /></span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;"><br /></span></i></b></div></div><div class="l7ghb35v kjdc1dyq kmwttqpk gh25dzvf jikcssrz n3t5jt4f" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;"> SCARF</span></i></b></div></div><div class="l7ghb35v kjdc1dyq kmwttqpk gh25dzvf jikcssrz n3t5jt4f" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">Whoever claims beauty </span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">lies in the eye </span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">of the beholder </span></i></b></div></div><div class="l7ghb35v kjdc1dyq kmwttqpk gh25dzvf jikcssrz n3t5jt4f" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">has forgotten the music </span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">silk makes settling </span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">across a bared </span></i></b></div></div><div class="l7ghb35v kjdc1dyq kmwttqpk gh25dzvf jikcssrz n3t5jt4f" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">neck: skin never touched </span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">so gently except </span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">by a child </span></i></b></div></div><div class="l7ghb35v kjdc1dyq kmwttqpk gh25dzvf jikcssrz n3t5jt4f" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">or a lover.</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div dir="auto" style="color: #050505; font-family: inherit;">Rita Dove</div><div dir="auto" style="color: #050505; font-family: inherit;">Traducción: Hilario Barrero</div></div>Beatricehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12962613783844901556noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831579530478457790.post-17634935392920911092022-06-03T09:47:00.001-04:002022-06-03T23:57:16.264-04:00Funeral Blues<div style="color: black; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><em><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt1e48M49LeUQsYaKN61yDzIrqFj7NTzE20ZhI9XoFpfhzLzFRLKwY8eJb-zehKSsKg0wQJKLBGaFqo8O4GAw9SEXoegtDAGfMpWQ_FKamh2pBycpYcJtv5TZTy0Luo1OirdIooM5Dff971D59vYDT3Iwr1yMjV5JJbWNwJVu2w7glNZMb93AhxgEY/s320/bob%20carlos%20clarke.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="320" data-original-width="240" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt1e48M49LeUQsYaKN61yDzIrqFj7NTzE20ZhI9XoFpfhzLzFRLKwY8eJb-zehKSsKg0wQJKLBGaFqo8O4GAw9SEXoegtDAGfMpWQ_FKamh2pBycpYcJtv5TZTy0Luo1OirdIooM5Dff971D59vYDT3Iwr1yMjV5JJbWNwJVu2w7glNZMb93AhxgEY/s1600/bob%20carlos%20clarke.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><strong><br /></strong></em></div><div style="color: black; font-style: italic;"><em><strong><br /></strong></em></div><div style="color: black; font-style: italic;"><em><strong><br /></strong></em></div><div style="color: black; font-style: italic;"><em><strong>Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone.</strong></em></div><em style="color: black; font-style: italic;"><strong>Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,</strong></em><div><em style="color: black; font-style: italic;"><strong>
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum</strong></em><br style="color: black; font-style: italic;" /><div style="color: black; font-style: italic;"><em><strong>Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.</strong></em></div><em style="color: black; font-style: italic;"><strong>Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead</strong></em><br style="color: black; font-style: italic;" /><div style="color: black; font-style: italic;"><em><strong>Scribbling in the sky the message He is Dead,</strong></em></div><em style="color: black; font-style: italic;"><strong>Put crêpe bows round the white necks of the public doves,</strong></em><br style="color: black; font-style: italic;" /><div style="color: black; font-style: italic;"><em><strong>Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.</strong></em></div><div style="color: black; font-style: italic;"><em><strong></strong></em><span style="color: black; font-weight: bold;">He was my North, my South, my East and West,</span>
</div><em style="color: black; font-style: italic;"><strong></strong></em><em style="color: black; font-style: italic;"><strong>My working week and my Sunday rest</strong></em><br style="color: black; font-style: italic;" /><em style="color: black; font-style: italic;"><strong>My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;</strong></em><em style="color: black; font-style: italic;"><strong>
I thought that love would last forever, I was wrong.
</strong></em><em style="color: black; font-style: italic;"><strong>The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,</strong></em><br style="color: black; font-style: italic;" /><div style="color: black; font-style: italic;"><em><strong>Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun.</strong></em>
</div><em style="color: black; font-style: italic;"><strong>Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood;</strong></em><br style="color: black; font-style: italic;" /><em style="color: black; font-style: italic;"><strong>For nothing now can ever come to any good.</strong></em></div><div><b><i><br /></i></b>
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<div><strong><font color="#000000">W.H.Auden</font></strong></div></div><div><strong><font color="#000000">Bob Clarke</font></strong></div>Beatricehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12962613783844901556noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831579530478457790.post-39067803840140340042022-06-02T15:26:00.004-04:002022-06-02T15:27:03.295-04:00Otra belleza<p style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;"></span></i></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7M5QQE1HU4idyIgsCjFQnenfs55bLzf_-yXv71wLyZzvarRFkQCAzaoiqkrEF5u9a_m-vBSdt9gntI1USdNGODIHSNWvyIS-N5R2hCJRq43bc3JymeY8QdfxJ4ZLzCYnNshPdUaccSWkAy6RC6Phf47xFsrJN8LExwTQsjDE1dsglY3Fs2aGBOpPY/s1301/masa%20feszty.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1301" data-original-width="972" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7M5QQE1HU4idyIgsCjFQnenfs55bLzf_-yXv71wLyZzvarRFkQCAzaoiqkrEF5u9a_m-vBSdt9gntI1USdNGODIHSNWvyIS-N5R2hCJRq43bc3JymeY8QdfxJ4ZLzCYnNshPdUaccSWkAy6RC6Phf47xFsrJN8LExwTQsjDE1dsglY3Fs2aGBOpPY/w290-h320/masa%20feszty.jpg" width="290" /></a></span></i></b></div><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;"><br /> </span></i></b><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">Mamá, yo ahora tengo otra edad</span></span></i></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b style="font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><i><span style="color: #274e13;">y me encuentro una belleza distinta,</span></i></b></p><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: center; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">algo que no viene ni de la noche ni del día,</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: center; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">una manera de ser del cuerpo que se cae:</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: center; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">la carne se va despidiendo de los huesos</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: center; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">(eso que todavía no se nota),</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: center; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">se ablanda y mete un miedo</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: center; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">parecido a la verdad.</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: center; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">A lo mejor es algo a lo que nadie</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: center; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">llamaría belleza, una cosa</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: center; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">que ya no hay, que viene</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: center; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">de todo lo que se cansa y se desgasta,</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: center; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">pero cuando la miro para adentro</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: center; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">¡qué oscuridad más serena</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: center; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">la que me encuentro!</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: center; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">Y a veces, qué ganas de reírme</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: center; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">por ir dejando atrás esa forma del tiempo,</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: center; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">qué ganas de reírme y de bailar</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: center; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">como una muchacha.</span></i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b>Sonia Scarabeli</b></div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b>Pintura: Maza Feszty</b></div>Beatricehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12962613783844901556noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831579530478457790.post-33198155162982389722022-04-28T14:29:00.006-04:002022-04-28T14:29:57.236-04:00Mi casa, esta mujer<p style="text-align: center;"><b></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCi016gmzMyAatjv-5ybU3mPmfXv44a8B10_oAIYAoOlU0hbCgrUkIgDKlYVXTWunoob00AAabQ049QUv17VtbSv-FNCgUojAmutGM2Ybxk8zLvXbjCh6cp779s150dFZ0YvzzYHOwalGBm9F45QzZcXSJKBsxDBMH2p7a-iobMQnc5RQqYeN3gdx2/s670/CHALME.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="521" data-original-width="670" height="332" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCi016gmzMyAatjv-5ybU3mPmfXv44a8B10_oAIYAoOlU0hbCgrUkIgDKlYVXTWunoob00AAabQ049QUv17VtbSv-FNCgUojAmutGM2Ybxk8zLvXbjCh6cp779s150dFZ0YvzzYHOwalGBm9F45QzZcXSJKBsxDBMH2p7a-iobMQnc5RQqYeN3gdx2/w427-h332/CHALME.jpg" width="427" /></a></b></div><b><br /><i><br /></i></b><p></p><p><b><i> <span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; white-space: pre-wrap;">Mi casa es esta mujer que ahora duerme a mi lado. Como ella, con ella, todo a mi alrededor reposa. Cuando ella despierte, también lo harán las cosas. Volverán a abrirse las puertas, correrá el agua otra vez, los pasos avivarán la vieja escalera, caerá de nuevo la luz sobre las plantas. Yo retornaré a mi mesa, a las palabras, y su voz, como un halo, circundará mi día. Cuando ella se haya ido a su trabajo, alzaré los ojos de la página, y un tapiz, un clavel, un amuleto inesperado en la cocina de la casa repetirán el nombre de esta mujer que todo lo pobló con su presencia y el acierto de sus manos. Ella es mi casa, puerta mayor de acceso al sentido de estos cuartos. Si el egoísmo o la indiferencia quiebran nuestro encuentro, la casa se oscurece. Como una dura denuncia de soledad sin remedio, las paredes se cargan de presagios, se repliega el color de cada cosa, la casa se vacía, y habitarla es quedar a la intemperie. Mi casa es esta mujer que ahora duerme a mi lado. Cuando ella anda lejana, todo es lejano en la casa; con ella se van en tropel las cosas de mi entorno, y estar aquí se vuelve una tortura; acosa cada sitio, cada paso lastima, rincones y objetos se hacen inservibles. Y la casa recuerda, en un susurro triste, que alguna vez supimos ser mejores. Si renace la alegría, renace la casa. Cuando la lucidez o el deseo vuelven a reunirnos, la casa otra vez se ilumina: tienen sentido mis papeles, cada cuarto es la evidencia de un proyecto. La casa entera es una fiesta y por la vieja escalera vuelve a correr el aliento suave y denso de la vida.</span></i></b></p><div class="cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql o9v6fnle ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><b>Santiago Kovadloff</b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><b>Chalme</b></div></div>Beatricehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12962613783844901556noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831579530478457790.post-57223251177890050722022-04-27T19:52:00.006-04:002022-04-27T19:52:44.310-04:00Mientras tú existas<p style="text-align: center;"><b><i></i></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtRMgq5U6RBskgq6BjQEf2bZOYyO7PKARR3d-u7JUhkRAj5lJt18GZDkUvFE1taHCxeG9ZZ38tq4ZUjMwgPhPp73DCRdl9FLNIoDEnqT4r3M5p82CvXAaJylYk3WE3rnlXU8cDw2X7UntKSMVdEeir0FSruOVBPRfPaT7GFnRaYk43YAmM5OKk6D1b/s500/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="420" data-original-width="500" height="301" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtRMgq5U6RBskgq6BjQEf2bZOYyO7PKARR3d-u7JUhkRAj5lJt18GZDkUvFE1taHCxeG9ZZ38tq4ZUjMwgPhPp73DCRdl9FLNIoDEnqT4r3M5p82CvXAaJylYk3WE3rnlXU8cDw2X7UntKSMVdEeir0FSruOVBPRfPaT7GFnRaYk43YAmM5OKk6D1b/w358-h301/1.jpg" width="358" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /> </i></b><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">Mientras tú existas,</span></i></b></p><div class="kvgmc6g5 cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>mientras mi mirada</i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>te busque más allá de las colinas,</i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>mientras nada</i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>me llene el corazón,</i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>si no es tu imagen, y haya</i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>una remota posibilidad de que estés viva</i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>en algún sitio, iluminada</i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>por una luz cualquiera...</i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>Mientras</i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>yo presienta que eres y te llamas</i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>así, con ese nombre tuyo</i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>tan pequeño,</i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>seguiré como ahora, amada</i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>mía,</i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>transido de distancia,</i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>bajo ese amor que crece y no se muere,</i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>bajo ese amor que sigue y nunca acaba.</i></b></div></div><div class="cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql o9v6fnle ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="font-size: x-small;">Ángel González</span></b></div></div>Beatricehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12962613783844901556noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831579530478457790.post-24661516350920747502022-04-24T16:58:00.002-04:002022-04-24T16:58:54.765-04:00Tréboles<p style="text-align: center;"><b><i> </i></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><i></i></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitGVuCfwmS3zVp6Y0CnU6gQrrRjk2VFkgQJpaX588ilaFmWnt1JuodZN6avZ-2XQ32a-I04hC8sollmx5irNh6jrlRYMd-9QkeTk8AqUvv8g0KxQSfrheWFdJ1Lm18FbzMjEyJb4QPMGTFG7a442Aaqpkzp_X9I3QHRGPbqpNWCgfEpY-pc55aMoJM/s488/amedeo-modigliani-jeanne-hebuterne_a-G-8350564-0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="488" data-original-width="395" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitGVuCfwmS3zVp6Y0CnU6gQrrRjk2VFkgQJpaX588ilaFmWnt1JuodZN6avZ-2XQ32a-I04hC8sollmx5irNh6jrlRYMd-9QkeTk8AqUvv8g0KxQSfrheWFdJ1Lm18FbzMjEyJb4QPMGTFG7a442Aaqpkzp_X9I3QHRGPbqpNWCgfEpY-pc55aMoJM/s320/amedeo-modigliani-jeanne-hebuterne_a-G-8350564-0.jpg" width="259" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></i></b><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; white-space: pre-wrap;">Cada vez que me despierto</span></i></b></p><div class="cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql o9v6fnle ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>mi boca vuelve a tu nombre</i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>como el marino a su puerto.</i></b></div></div><div class="cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql o9v6fnle ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>Este volver a empezar</i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>cada jornada sin ti,</i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>esta sensación de mar</i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>que navego y ya perdí...</i></b></div></div><div class="cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql o9v6fnle ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>Como si mi voz te alcanzase,</i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>murmura: Amour adoré,</i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>¿No puedes oírme? No sé.</i></b></div></div><div class="cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql o9v6fnle ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>Vivos estamos en la frase.</i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>¡Qué lejos ayer de hoy!</i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>Hondo ayer: dos fuimos uno.</i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>Hoy no estás y yo no soy.</i></b></div></div><div class="cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql o9v6fnle ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>Gentes que me son extrañas:</i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>esas que me creen solo</i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>sin ver que tú me acompañas.</i></b></div></div><div class="cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql o9v6fnle ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>Así voy sin ti: perdido</i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>por entre gentes que anulan</i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>nuestro amor bajo su olvido.</i></b></div></div><div class="cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql o9v6fnle ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>La Patria, lejos, en el lodo.</i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>Soledades alrededor.</i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>Navidad a pesar de todo:</i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>hijos, su recuerdo, mi amor.</i></b></div></div><div class="cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql o9v6fnle ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>La memoria, malla a malla,</i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>me cubre armando su mundo.</i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>Interior, mi noche calla.</i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>En tu recuerdo me hundo.</i></b></div></div><div class="cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql o9v6fnle ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>Ya te lo decía yo.</i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>Era imposible el olvido.</i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>Fuimos verdad. Y quedó.</i></b></div></div><div class="cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql o9v6fnle ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>Sobre esta misma almohada</i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>me acompañó su cabeza.</i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>Sé ya ahora cómo empieza</i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>la blancura de la nada.</i></b></div></div><div class="cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql o9v6fnle ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>Despierto y como no estás,</i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>no me suena el mundo a mundo:</i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>nunca a solas no hay compás.</i></b></div></div><div class="cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql o9v6fnle ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>¡Estaba yo tan contento</i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>de ser yo, yo para ti!</i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>¡Qué alegría ser así</i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>dos historias en un cuento!</i></b></div></div><div class="cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql o9v6fnle ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>Lo que un día me dijiste</i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>de nuevo suena en mi oído.</i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>La soledad no es tan triste.</i></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>Ser es también no haber sido.</i></b></div></div><div class="cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql o9v6fnle ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><b>Jorge Guillén</b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><b>Modigliani</b></div></div>Beatricehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12962613783844901556noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831579530478457790.post-16480307507325942672022-04-17T19:00:00.001-04:002022-04-17T19:17:41.929-04:00De madrugada<p><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px;"><o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: center;"><o:p> </o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2hSPsI9erY3UYKA-vD_4JiD0j8jdohxavDV7nDtILdWX63WvwJf_fhFZkbDUFbevcXseY1i2atRvSjFxwHVtWcIURTdqp-BQtVK1MP0adZOAL02T0aNz2fK70KauaAOI2izFGn5jkR13LKWDzWuNftmqaHiNRzqe8e_njrEG_FQikB_jx2WsSMuqY/s800/Nena%20acuarela.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="592" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2hSPsI9erY3UYKA-vD_4JiD0j8jdohxavDV7nDtILdWX63WvwJf_fhFZkbDUFbevcXseY1i2atRvSjFxwHVtWcIURTdqp-BQtVK1MP0adZOAL02T0aNz2fK70KauaAOI2izFGn5jkR13LKWDzWuNftmqaHiNRzqe8e_njrEG_FQikB_jx2WsSMuqY/s320/Nena%20acuarela.jpg" width="237" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif;"></p><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>La niña que fui</i></b></div><b><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>vuelve con la noche,</i></b></div><i><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>me toma de la mano</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>y pide que cierre los ojos:</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>oigo el ladrido del perro,</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>un movimiento de sillas</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>y la voz de papá.</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>No abras los ojos, insiste</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>la niña y siento una caricia</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>sobre mi pelo negro,</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>tiemblo al reconocer</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>ese olor familiar.</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>No te vayas, murmuro,</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>no me despiertes.</i></b></div></i></b><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px;"><br /><i>María Laura Decésare</i></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px;"><i><br /></i></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white;"><i style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px;">Obrigada a </i><span style="background-color: transparent; font-size: 13px;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;"><i>https://ruadaspretas.blogspot.com/</i></span></span></p>Beatricehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12962613783844901556noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831579530478457790.post-10726624872837700132022-04-15T20:14:00.009-04:002022-04-15T20:21:27.606-04:00Un poema de amor<p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb2nDGwpchGEcklt5sTKvAJ8IFtpvX0poeMszESj6pYoRqo196hH9_GLYryP50IpfSJGwnAycgJNy_B6m_NzZxLmfD2-7ueL7V4-eQ8pwqAAZbspZTUfBvr55ixKsvvRgu3ijpmIbExGt57-IEUARk1DuhZSZnaTWZlo9EdpEhbiy4vsl7id5xd1Ho/s395/solitude.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="395" data-original-width="214" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb2nDGwpchGEcklt5sTKvAJ8IFtpvX0poeMszESj6pYoRqo196hH9_GLYryP50IpfSJGwnAycgJNy_B6m_NzZxLmfD2-7ueL7V4-eQ8pwqAAZbspZTUfBvr55ixKsvvRgu3ijpmIbExGt57-IEUARk1DuhZSZnaTWZlo9EdpEhbiy4vsl7id5xd1Ho/w202-h320/solitude.jpg" width="202" /></a></div><br /><b><br /></b><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b style="background-color: white;"> <span style="font-family: Georgia;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>Cuando hable con el silencio</i></span></span></b></p><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"><b style="background-color: white;">cuando sólo tenga una cadena</b></i></div><span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b style="background-color: white;">de domingos grises para darte</b></i></div></span><p></p><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"><b style="background-color: white;">cuando sólo tenga un lecho vacío</b></i></div><span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: medium;"><b style="background-color: white;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i>para compartir contigo un deseo</i></div><i><div style="text-align: center;"><i>que no se satisface ya con los cuerpos de este mundo</i></div></i></b></span><p></p><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"><b style="background-color: white;">cuando ya no me basten las palabras del castellano</b></i></div><span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b style="background-color: white;">para decirte lo que estoy mirando</b></i></div></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: medium;"><i><b style="background-color: white;">cuando esté mudo de voz de ojos y de movimiento</b></i></span></p><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"><b style="background-color: white;">cuando haya arrojado lejos de mí</b></i></div><span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b style="background-color: white;">el miedo a morir de cualquier muerte</b></i></div></span><p></p><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"><b style="background-color: white;">cuando ya no tenga tiempo para ser yo</b></i></div><span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b style="background-color: white;">ni ganas de ser aquel que nunca he sido</b></i></div></span><p></p><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"><b style="background-color: white;">cuando sólo tenga la eternidad para ofrecerte</b></i></div><span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b style="background-color: white;">una eternidad de voces y de olvido</b></i></div></span><p></p><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"><b style="background-color: white;">una eternidad en la que ya no podré verte</b></i></div><span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b style="background-color: white;">ni tocarte ni encelarte ni matarte</b></i></div></span><p></p><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"><b style="background-color: white;">cuando a mí mismo ya no me responda</b></i></div><span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b style="background-color: white;">y no tenga día ni cuerpo</b></i></div></span><p></p><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"><b style="background-color: white;">entonces seré tuyo</b></i></div><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia;"><div style="font-size: large; text-align: center;"><i><b>entonces te amaré para siempre.</b></i></div><div style="font-size: large; text-align: center;"><i><b><br /></b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><b>Homero Aridjis</b></span></div></span><p></p>Beatricehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12962613783844901556noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831579530478457790.post-84254187571194739192022-04-11T18:27:00.002-04:002022-04-11T18:27:30.918-04:00Te deseo<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWeE0qOpvv1-7LS7moH2uTjxWMozcj-Fy0NSIXncczSoPvBSK5fUwQ38s31EjBnWe1X-dnnpMOKZtibWD74X19KJfrQiQF5IZnLZEpeKcYb6z1u1xLPIHpAP_dU5EzbEI84vckEVZ_ODbZGuNxQ_jFdhUjQtBe9E13r6cDUtxEHZoJFxHXNe9bLGfy/s676/golden%20heart.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="676" data-original-width="442" height="351" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWeE0qOpvv1-7LS7moH2uTjxWMozcj-Fy0NSIXncczSoPvBSK5fUwQ38s31EjBnWe1X-dnnpMOKZtibWD74X19KJfrQiQF5IZnLZEpeKcYb6z1u1xLPIHpAP_dU5EzbEI84vckEVZ_ODbZGuNxQ_jFdhUjQtBe9E13r6cDUtxEHZoJFxHXNe9bLGfy/w229-h351/golden%20heart.jpg" width="229" /></a></div><br /><p></p><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><div class="kvgmc6g5 cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>Te deseo</i></b></div></div><div class="kvgmc6g5 cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>el gozo de ver el amanecer</i></b></div></div><div class="kvgmc6g5 cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>la paz de escuchar al viento</i></b></div></div><div class="kvgmc6g5 cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>el sonido al pisar las hojas en otoño</i></b></div></div><div class="kvgmc6g5 cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>el ver volar a un colibrí </i></b></div></div><div class="kvgmc6g5 cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>la sonrisa de tu hijo</i></b></div></div><div class="kvgmc6g5 cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>la caricia del sol en invierno</i></b></div></div><div class="kvgmc6g5 cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>el olor del recuerdo</i></b></div></div><div class="kvgmc6g5 cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>las lágrimas de un duelo</i></b></div></div><div class="kvgmc6g5 cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>Te deseo, </i></b></div></div><div class="kvgmc6g5 cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>Sentir los colores del arco iris</i></b></div></div><div class="kvgmc6g5 cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>la furia del mar</i></b></div></div><div class="kvgmc6g5 cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>la obscuridad del temor</i></b></div></div><div class="kvgmc6g5 cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>la bondad de la mentira</i></b></div></div><div class="kvgmc6g5 cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>la impotencia en la frustración </i></b></div></div><div class="kvgmc6g5 cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>Te deseo,</i></b></div></div><div class="kvgmc6g5 cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>Un beso inesperado</i></b></div></div><div class="kvgmc6g5 cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>el perdón a ti mismo</i></b></div></div><div class="kvgmc6g5 cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>el vuelo del apego</i></b></div></div><div class="kvgmc6g5 cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>y el sabor de la pasión</i></b></div></div><div class="kvgmc6g5 cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>Te deseo</i></b></div></div><div class="kvgmc6g5 cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>mariposas en tu vientre</i></b></div></div><div class="kvgmc6g5 cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>coraje en tu misión</i></b></div></div><div class="kvgmc6g5 cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>compasión por tu prójimo</i></b></div></div><div class="kvgmc6g5 cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>y amor, amor, montones de amor...</i></b></div></div><div class="cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql o9v6fnle ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>¡Deseo manifestarme a través de ti!</i></b></div></div><div class="cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql o9v6fnle ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><i>Soy tu vida...</i></b></div></div></blockquote><div class="cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql o9v6fnle ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">Aurora Orozco</div></div>Beatricehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12962613783844901556noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831579530478457790.post-74100215692212304722022-03-05T20:59:00.002-03:002022-03-05T21:00:54.674-03:00Hoy...<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #274e13;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhAUaXjj3LkzqBF4uA-Xjp5jLVX3BX2E_qwG5aUy9y7SOqPA5ih8iT2CYqD4pBllZU9fe84EpAY_hXag67UwY4mWdNXweziPPg3AkoNVsa3Kq2qXnleGPwu9YA__FM11qr4NQC95smU_oUr4iJuCqopNixiTBHRvkBpTQxMrqSrgcChSm3ljDBc5X_S=s1600" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1600" data-original-width="1200" height="357" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhAUaXjj3LkzqBF4uA-Xjp5jLVX3BX2E_qwG5aUy9y7SOqPA5ih8iT2CYqD4pBllZU9fe84EpAY_hXag67UwY4mWdNXweziPPg3AkoNVsa3Kq2qXnleGPwu9YA__FM11qr4NQC95smU_oUr4iJuCqopNixiTBHRvkBpTQxMrqSrgcChSm3ljDBc5X_S=w268-h357" width="268" /></a></div><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #274e13;"><br /></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #274e13;">... <span face="Georgia, "Times New Roman", sans-serif" style="font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; text-align: center;">Hoy hace un mes que te fuiste</span></span></p><span style="color: #274e13;"><div style="text-align: left;"><span face="Georgia, "Times New Roman", sans-serif" style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; text-align: center;"> y te has perdido tres lluvias</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span face="Georgia, "Times New Roman", sans-serif" style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; text-align: center;"><br /></span></div><span face="Georgia, "Times New Roman", sans-serif" style="background-color: #fff3db; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;">y una larga noche con aviso de tornados....</div></span></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span face="Georgia, "Times New Roman", sans-serif" style="background-color: #fff3db; color: #003300; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; text-align: center;"><br /></span></div><div><span face="Georgia, "Times New Roman", sans-serif" style="background-color: #fff3db; color: #003300; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; text-align: center;"><br /></span></div><div><span face="Georgia, "Times New Roman", sans-serif" style="background-color: #fff3db; color: #003300; font-size: 13px; text-align: center;">Ted Kooser</span></div><div><span face="Georgia, "Times New Roman", sans-serif" style="background-color: #fff3db; color: #003300; font-size: 13px; text-align: center;">Traducción: Hilario Barrero</span></div><div><span face="Georgia, "Times New Roman", sans-serif" style="background-color: #fff3db; color: #003300; font-size: 13px; text-align: center;">Foto: vilano. Mont Saint Vincent</span></div>Beatricehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12962613783844901556noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831579530478457790.post-32326828391779655992022-03-05T20:00:00.000-03:002022-03-05T20:33:47.436-03:00XII<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">Para cruzar la línea</span></i></b></div>
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<b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">de la última luz desconocida</span></i></b></div>
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<b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">dame la mano, amor, te necesito.</span></i></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: x-small;">Hilario Barrero</span></b>Beatricehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12962613783844901556noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831579530478457790.post-33359943838937400802022-03-01T17:20:00.002-03:002022-03-01T17:20:21.756-03:00La ridícula idea de no volver a verte<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiuRYOoUIEjJUSVv0dIth52eSukwR8VhQby6GtyACXnVonDYZ2JWwQ8u8xG9jhIIlUEbOeVsyzXuKa5FbLkN8yQbFupRFwC8MdMI0BYSykzViTJs0cDcIYxGXBai09gK1dp_XGfV48qv6FY-qFwfwU-w50T1-UaklYZ_VNMo9p_rBxnfVwj7OzdDIaz=s537" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="537" data-original-width="526" height="364" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiuRYOoUIEjJUSVv0dIth52eSukwR8VhQby6GtyACXnVonDYZ2JWwQ8u8xG9jhIIlUEbOeVsyzXuKa5FbLkN8yQbFupRFwC8MdMI0BYSykzViTJs0cDcIYxGXBai09gK1dp_XGfV48qv6FY-qFwfwU-w50T1-UaklYZ_VNMo9p_rBxnfVwj7OzdDIaz=w423-h364" width="423" /></a></div><br /> Rosa Montero<p></p>Beatricehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12962613783844901556noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831579530478457790.post-8527932028279697112022-02-27T21:32:00.003-03:002022-02-27T21:32:38.648-03:00Te llevo en mi alma<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgtTPD8EH3HboOHBb4JX9vH1DOfievOHNCQ0NjNdkAWBPsDZz_L4N0-qJMLjzTbtxkuowFeUs9Zyp5_ZZKRaFMKG2oRrABiL61pIMePaGOJdS_Ed64CIWvk6A0QIoGj_opUDroVnXCFeXMZZ3EGJAL40XxEoD0zMykfkcJPIJuBYJtGs6IDitcH8LCq=s720" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="720" height="392" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgtTPD8EH3HboOHBb4JX9vH1DOfievOHNCQ0NjNdkAWBPsDZz_L4N0-qJMLjzTbtxkuowFeUs9Zyp5_ZZKRaFMKG2oRrABiL61pIMePaGOJdS_Ed64CIWvk6A0QIoGj_opUDroVnXCFeXMZZ3EGJAL40XxEoD0zMykfkcJPIJuBYJtGs6IDitcH8LCq=w392-h392" width="392" /></a></div><br /> <p></p>Beatricehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12962613783844901556noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831579530478457790.post-57019986437632138532022-02-24T19:48:00.002-03:002022-02-24T19:48:41.133-03:00Sola<p> </p><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0 0 0 40px; padding: 0px;"><p style="text-align: left;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgixFZiB5-Fv2f4txF4m8s2LPye-80Cfp0eGELcPT_SQS3P26-zsR7BHDWMhKcQstiCBoNVlGgqvHSC_RWaGLs5HSIaYR1SNQBqfULLws-ZL6EG2WgWuCgH9kR_HxGx_oxiwje8rakPoHAXLSXoEwCkwv3pKMKz_s-ti6kw2c88NrN7m0ysFJxxMJlf=s540" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="297" data-original-width="540" height="176" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgixFZiB5-Fv2f4txF4m8s2LPye-80Cfp0eGELcPT_SQS3P26-zsR7BHDWMhKcQstiCBoNVlGgqvHSC_RWaGLs5HSIaYR1SNQBqfULLws-ZL6EG2WgWuCgH9kR_HxGx_oxiwje8rakPoHAXLSXoEwCkwv3pKMKz_s-ti6kw2c88NrN7m0ysFJxxMJlf=s320" width="320" /></a></div><br /><span style="background-color: #fff3db; color: #003300; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: 700; text-align: center;"><br /></span><p></p></blockquote><p><span style="background-color: #fff3db; color: #003300; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: 700; text-align: center;">Estoy sola</span></p><span style="background-color: #fff3db; color: #003300; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: 700; text-align: center;">sola y triste</span><br style="background-color: #fff3db; color: #003300; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: 700; text-align: center;" /><span style="background-color: #fff3db; color: #003300; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: 700; text-align: center;">como lo más solo</span><br style="background-color: #fff3db; color: #003300; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: 700; text-align: center;" /><span style="background-color: #fff3db; color: #003300; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: 700; text-align: center;">como lo más triste</span><br style="background-color: #fff3db; color: #003300; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: 700; text-align: center;" /><span style="background-color: #fff3db; color: #003300; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: 700; text-align: center;">como un pedazo de sal en las rocas</span><br style="background-color: #fff3db; color: #003300; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: 700; text-align: center;" /><span style="background-color: #fff3db; color: #003300; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: 700; text-align: center;">como una lágrima</span><br style="background-color: #fff3db; color: #003300; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: 700; text-align: center;" /><span style="background-color: #fff3db; color: #003300; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: 700; text-align: center;">en medio de la luna</span><br style="background-color: #fff3db; color: #003300; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: 700; text-align: center;" /><span style="background-color: #fff3db; color: #003300; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: 700; text-align: center;">Estoy sola</span><br style="background-color: #fff3db; color: #003300; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: 700; text-align: center;" /><span style="background-color: #fff3db; color: #003300; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: 700; text-align: center;">con olor a muerte</span><br style="background-color: #fff3db; color: #003300; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: 700; text-align: center;" /><span style="background-color: #fff3db; color: #003300; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: 700; text-align: center;">y con cansancio del tiempo</span><br style="background-color: #fff3db; color: #003300; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: 700; text-align: center;" /><span style="background-color: #fff3db; color: #003300; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: 700; text-align: center;">sola con mi dolor a cuestas</span><br style="background-color: #fff3db; color: #003300; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: 700; text-align: center;" /><span style="background-color: #fff3db; color: #003300; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: 700; text-align: center;">sola con todo lo triste</span><br style="background-color: #fff3db; color: #003300; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: 700; text-align: center;" /><span style="background-color: #fff3db; color: #003300; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: 700; text-align: center;">con todo y con nada</span><br style="background-color: #fff3db; color: #003300; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: 700; text-align: center;" /><span style="background-color: #fff3db; color: #003300; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: 700; text-align: center;">Llévate la luna y las estrellas</span><br style="background-color: #fff3db; color: #003300; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: 700; text-align: center;" /><span style="background-color: #fff3db; color: #003300; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: 700; text-align: center;">y haz un collar con ellas</span><br style="background-color: #fff3db; color: #003300; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: 700; text-align: center;" /><span style="background-color: #fff3db; color: #003300; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: 700; text-align: center;">Llévate el mar en un frasco</span><br style="background-color: #fff3db; color: #003300; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: 700; text-align: center;" /><span style="background-color: #fff3db; color: #003300; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: 700; text-align: center;">Llévate todo lo que puedas</span><br style="background-color: #fff3db; color: #003300; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: 700; text-align: center;" /><span style="background-color: #fff3db; color: #003300; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: 700; text-align: center;">No me mires así pálida y triste...</span><div><span style="background-color: #fff3db; color: #003300; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: 700; text-align: center;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="background-color: #fff3db; color: #003300; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: 700; text-align: center;">Cecilia Casanova</span></div><div><span style="background-color: #fff3db; color: #003300; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: 700; text-align: center;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="background-color: #fff3db; color: #003300; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: 700; text-align: center;">Faldi</span></div>Beatricehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12962613783844901556noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831579530478457790.post-35430007530442902792022-02-10T02:21:00.001-03:002022-02-10T15:19:04.859-03:00Dime<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEQ-qvAsvjNBNgPQcPf2Ik3EHrT7FV40C0xhlhnjucYgtQTAckkKLz-kVFTFg_mFp478p9OGfsq8QGOnDTKNzuKLAtgrgq2hbTTORkImMidGUrNdFmPpxzYOjTJKGqGZiJY3EeC5A7aQWe/s1600/hooper+lisa++flying+visit.gif"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5732922079134906130" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEQ-qvAsvjNBNgPQcPf2Ik3EHrT7FV40C0xhlhnjucYgtQTAckkKLz-kVFTFg_mFp478p9OGfsq8QGOnDTKNzuKLAtgrgq2hbTTORkImMidGUrNdFmPpxzYOjTJKGqGZiJY3EeC5A7aQWe/s400/hooper+lisa++flying+visit.gif" style="cursor: pointer; 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<div style="color: #003300; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; text-align: center;">Dime
que no estás sordo </div><div style="color: #003300; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; text-align: center;">a los pájaros
que cantan como locos </div><div style="color: #003300; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; text-align: center;">a tres días de tu muerte </div><div style="color: #003300; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; text-align: center;">que aún no has podido
comunicarte conmigo </div><div style="color: #003300; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; text-align: center;">pero que lo harás
cuando te sea posible.
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<span style="font-size: 78%;"><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><div><span style="font-size: 78%;"><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></span></div>Cecilia Casanova</span></span> <div><span style="font-size: 78%; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Pintura: Lisa Hooper</span></div>Beatricehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12962613783844901556noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831579530478457790.post-31072342971962826402021-10-16T20:38:00.003-03:002021-10-16T20:38:16.765-03:0017 octubre...<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglYfSOTyNUmyt1cbhK4qOiYlKhgM_PgJjTJDkD4cpggovjtuXrfKfCQOMAFR3HLCiuMgtN5z-OsUvofLLJ6-OgpiAsft1v9uQHvGapkrci7V5g7JTcI8NuZOU99I69qsbdmUqeLiZhmWw/s731/yo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="731" data-original-width="487" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglYfSOTyNUmyt1cbhK4qOiYlKhgM_PgJjTJDkD4cpggovjtuXrfKfCQOMAFR3HLCiuMgtN5z-OsUvofLLJ6-OgpiAsft1v9uQHvGapkrci7V5g7JTcI8NuZOU99I69qsbdmUqeLiZhmWw/s320/yo.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><br /> <b><i><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span></i></b><p></p><p><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;"> <span style="text-align: center;">He oido el contar de muchos años </span></span></i></b></p><p><span style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;"> y muchos años tendrían que atestiguar un cambio. </span></i></b></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">La pelota que arrojé cuando jugaba en el parque </span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;"><br /></span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="color: #274e13;">aún no ha tocado el suelo.</span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b>Dylan Thomas</b></div>Beatricehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12962613783844901556noreply@blogger.com2