tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22743888042905546152024-02-26T07:01:14.934+00:00Desde mi noray© José A. Socorro-Norayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16553529178315308396noreply@blogger.comBlogger1395125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274388804290554615.post-40759713500085538272023-05-02T22:36:00.002+01:002023-05-02T22:37:48.920+01:00Son demasiadas vidas rotas<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQYS6P_HBs4x7QM1_a-G-nE0qmdJZVIU-fRSrj_CbENnHuYU1-oPIZI2lR9Y5C1BJtpMZ2_h_tL1kBxeldH5ci26QL3Xe-rxzJiTk-Wdxz7w2GFXRapOuggcQrnTSFh24HuVfBQ-tWnWmVxH67Iyu8KrwDk8LgoWtL04elYg0Eg3LM6zPmcf4qs0GHBQ/s789/75A90600-7068-42F3-AA8F-36C5D748CB15.jpeg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="612" data-original-width="789" height="310" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQYS6P_HBs4x7QM1_a-G-nE0qmdJZVIU-fRSrj_CbENnHuYU1-oPIZI2lR9Y5C1BJtpMZ2_h_tL1kBxeldH5ci26QL3Xe-rxzJiTk-Wdxz7w2GFXRapOuggcQrnTSFh24HuVfBQ-tWnWmVxH67Iyu8KrwDk8LgoWtL04elYg0Eg3LM6zPmcf4qs0GHBQ/w400-h310/75A90600-7068-42F3-AA8F-36C5D748CB15.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i>The Passion of creation</i>, 1899 - Leonid Pasternak</p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 9px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 10.3px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">Demasiados corazones </span></b></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">terminan por romper sus latidos</span></b></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">cuando se adentra la noche.</span></b></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">Demasiados cuerpos</span></b></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">se quedan completamente a solas</span></b></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">en espera del nuevo amanecer.</span></b></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">Son demasiadas vidas rotas</span></b></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">las que se pudren bajo el sol de mayo</span></b></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">entre los pétalos de las amapolas.</span></b></p><div><br /></div><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>© José A. Socorro-Norayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16553529178315308396noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274388804290554615.post-10313324238622842162023-04-16T13:55:00.004+01:002023-04-16T19:06:05.492+01:00El sueño de las sombras <p><span style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9RiVg5NdvQ9ihEmtzE6a3xar1-6emt2ZHrVsQ7v_aSeVVCkOs8Fnwu2IUJhdnucjd-w_awLdfv-HqmXyDjgppn5Nl8fCHxc7ECrAoGMMdPwj7XaJamW7ww5zPjw3NYab1ny0UByk9rvLG3nRttJcJWk0BdNoe-TCOuE_ubL5rdU8LZSn4_3zDG8XJ0A/s617/DDA7052D-E9E5-4313-8FFC-23F3710C0A5F.webp" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="432" data-original-width="617" height="224" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9RiVg5NdvQ9ihEmtzE6a3xar1-6emt2ZHrVsQ7v_aSeVVCkOs8Fnwu2IUJhdnucjd-w_awLdfv-HqmXyDjgppn5Nl8fCHxc7ECrAoGMMdPwj7XaJamW7ww5zPjw3NYab1ny0UByk9rvLG3nRttJcJWk0BdNoe-TCOuE_ubL5rdU8LZSn4_3zDG8XJ0A/s320/DDA7052D-E9E5-4313-8FFC-23F3710C0A5F.webp" width="320" /></a></span></div><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br /><span style="font-family: Helvetica;"><i><br /></i></span></span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica;"><i><br /></i></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica;"><i><br /></i></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica;"><i><br /></i></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica;"><i><br /></i></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica;"><i><br /></i></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica;"><i><br /></i></span></span></p><p><br /></p><p><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica;"><i>Autorretrato (Detalle)</i>, 1912 - Roësset Mosquera</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-small;"><i><b>“I had a dream, which was not all a dream.”</b></i></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 10.3px;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-small;"><b><br /></b></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-small;"><b> Lord Byron</b></span></p><div><br /></div><div><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b>Atravesabas el alba </b></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b>y derramabas plácidamente la luz </b></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b>entre los rayos del sol naciente. </b></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b>Llegabas a la fresca mañana</b></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b>y penetrabas con tu mirada </b></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b>la tenue sombra de la luna. </b></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 10.3px;"><b><br /></b></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b>Caminabas en el mediodía </b></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b>y, casi sin dejar huella, </b></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b>lanzabas voces llenas de color.</b></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b>Cruzabas la ancha tarde </b></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b>sobre el bosque quemado de la piel </b></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b>y dejabas tu perfume embriagador</b></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b>entre los restos del paisaje desolado.</b></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 10.3px;"><b><br /></b></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b>Agonizabas al despuntar la noche </b></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b>y morían las etéreas luces del día</b></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b>para alumbrar el sueño de las sombras </b></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b>en mi alma desierta.</b></p></div><div><b><br /></b></div><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 9px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p>© José A. Socorro-Norayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16553529178315308396noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274388804290554615.post-21276347405447830122023-03-24T22:13:00.000+00:002023-03-24T22:13:12.260+00:00Somos cuerpos rotos a la deriva<div style="text-align: left;"><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica-Oblique; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: medium;"></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbmNWw-QJ6lO6GeZ0tp21hvRl2b10kzy0uehkumSJlOR_HiuHF5ufGhqFLjmLcY3z2jD5s-KHKoAIXxQAHfgZLrQYgQIzJ31nUKUc10Vsx9bMd3SBdSZKeiN7q3Qrra-aXa1KPZupJ-c9GbBdxtdBIMfNNhZRGtcocSIB7XuH07tTDlX_UZQ4jB3pZeQ/s718/AF0C65D0-6586-4C82-A856-170E4EF12740.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="718" data-original-width="580" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbmNWw-QJ6lO6GeZ0tp21hvRl2b10kzy0uehkumSJlOR_HiuHF5ufGhqFLjmLcY3z2jD5s-KHKoAIXxQAHfgZLrQYgQIzJ31nUKUc10Vsx9bMd3SBdSZKeiN7q3Qrra-aXa1KPZupJ-c9GbBdxtdBIMfNNhZRGtcocSIB7XuH07tTDlX_UZQ4jB3pZeQ/w323-h400/AF0C65D0-6586-4C82-A856-170E4EF12740.jpeg" width="323" /></a></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /><br /></span><p></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica-Oblique; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica-Oblique; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica-Oblique; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica-Oblique; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica-Oblique; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica-Oblique; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica-Oblique; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica-Oblique; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica-Oblique; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica-Oblique; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica-Oblique; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica-Oblique; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica-Oblique; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica-Oblique; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica-Oblique; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica-Oblique; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica-Oblique; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica-Oblique; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica-Oblique; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica-Oblique; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: medium;">David con la cabeza de Goliat, 1610 - Caravaggio </span></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 9px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 10.3px;"><br /></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 9px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 10.3px;"><br /></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Huyó la luna en la última noche de invierno </b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>y nos dejó enterrados </b></span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>en la luz de nuestras propias sombras,</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>como dos luciérnagas que a ciegas se despedazan</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>sobre los pétalos de la única flor que queda en el edén.</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>El silencio vuelve a hacerse pasto entre los labios</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>y un fuego, incomprensiblemente helado, </b></span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>nos recorre cada poro de la piel,</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>dejando simientes de nuevas palabras</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>que jamás terminarán de germinar entre la maleza</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>de un lenguaje insolente e inmaduro.</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 10.3px;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b><br /></b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Somos cuerpos rotos a la deriva </b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>en un lento río de hojas muertas</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>que, sorteando el trino de los pájaros,</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>discurre hacia la sima de un equinoccio,</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>donde solo habitan la soledad y el olvido</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>aunque creamos que somos eterna primavera.</b></span></p><div><br /></div></div>© José A. Socorro-Norayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16553529178315308396noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274388804290554615.post-77795181308996422372023-03-06T14:45:00.003+00:002023-03-06T14:47:14.891+00:00Nacen nuevos muertos en mi garganta<div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3xb3VelVq4BV5IW8kBrHcCbsCAsCFPzzUaUQ5TBqAsdotEn9IZyaoJByC9GanAauVGH84EZGB2G0BeXq6n9qGlN2Go_ZHpT5nPbBHZHd25mdlMbjEdLq520dch4PSjL7pIV77s6a6uHixonrT2R-buJ1dpB13uNMRHMRtNT760trDV2-u3X_TwPZhSw/s1300/8BB63BE2-A346-46D4-8CBB-423B145F2DD6.jpeg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1300" data-original-width="1057" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3xb3VelVq4BV5IW8kBrHcCbsCAsCFPzzUaUQ5TBqAsdotEn9IZyaoJByC9GanAauVGH84EZGB2G0BeXq6n9qGlN2Go_ZHpT5nPbBHZHd25mdlMbjEdLq520dch4PSjL7pIV77s6a6uHixonrT2R-buJ1dpB13uNMRHMRtNT760trDV2-u3X_TwPZhSw/w325-h400/8BB63BE2-A346-46D4-8CBB-423B145F2DD6.jpeg" width="325" /></a></div><br /><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;">Caronte, 2017 - Roberto Ferri </p></div><div><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><b>El aire permanece tibio.<br />La plomiza tarde desmorona palabras,<br />palabras que en otros tiempos fueron estandarte de la victoria.<br />Las negras nubes exhalan palabras,<br />solo palabras, palabras de amor, tan solo palabras,<br />palabras de rutina, palabras de desamor y olvido,<br />palabras inundadas por silencios de palabras,<br />palabras que anegan de ausencia el corazón de las palabras.</b></span></div><div><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><b><br />Mi garganta es solo un sepulcro lleno de palabras,<br />mis lágrimas secas son mortajas de palabras.<br /><br /></b></span></div><div><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><b>Quiero derribar las gastadas palabras<br />porque lentamente, a cada instante,<br />nacen nuevos muertos en mi garganta.</b></span></div>
<div><br /></div>© José A. Socorro-Norayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16553529178315308396noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274388804290554615.post-27019984038392259192023-02-17T11:09:00.003+00:002023-02-17T11:09:45.705+00:00Restos de cenizas<div style="text-align: left;"><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica-Oblique; font-style: italic;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFUKuOyTyFqiwWSavKgkqNX91VfKCQxn17KbgWoe8y-F2QNoT7od1vfiZh52kIJumSKpDd-Dz4li58ZgQhtTx4m9PLQ-NDw6CBCVYf4vPIzlS-s6tMz4np7VyqcO5yacpBfmJ5uBEMa4ZmD3sho6YmIply7cbT2rU_x42PMILt7nbtyysYgSD8ZyvWjw/s4556/DFA65E20-151E-4E60-AACB-CD9DEDE3E590.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4556" data-original-width="3320" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFUKuOyTyFqiwWSavKgkqNX91VfKCQxn17KbgWoe8y-F2QNoT7od1vfiZh52kIJumSKpDd-Dz4li58ZgQhtTx4m9PLQ-NDw6CBCVYf4vPIzlS-s6tMz4np7VyqcO5yacpBfmJ5uBEMa4ZmD3sho6YmIply7cbT2rU_x42PMILt7nbtyysYgSD8ZyvWjw/w291-h400/DFA65E20-151E-4E60-AACB-CD9DEDE3E590.jpeg" width="291" /></a></div><i><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p>San Jerónimo penitente, </i>1634 - José de Ribera <p></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica-Oblique; font-style: italic;"><br /></span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica-Oblique; font-style: italic;">“Ha terminado</span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica-Oblique; font-style: italic;">
la hora de la ceniza para mi corazón.”</span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 10.3px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"> ROQUE DALTON</p><div><br /></div><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b><br /></b></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">Lágrimas amargas </span></b></p></div>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>brotando en un viejo corazón </b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>cansado de tanta memoria. </b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Manos estériles </b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>sobre infinitas miradas </b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>que jamás llegaron a ver la luz. </b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Aguacero de pasión </b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>como notas musicales vestidas de luto </b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>sobre un cristal ya muerto.</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Solo restos de cenizas </b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>bajo la mortaja de una existencia </b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>para siempre rota. </b></span></p><div><br /></div>© José A. Socorro-Norayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16553529178315308396noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274388804290554615.post-13055572637361818532022-06-29T21:01:00.009+01:002022-06-29T21:21:54.464+01:00La palabra viva <div><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i></i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLkV3GfkcZHG8Y3Ck9t0KJfGknLGlf8s5ILRiocaBHkmQ20fdK3g2I2M0gA2erVms6RKKlHTt7oiy4oetQx7taoFERKEkpwi6oUyKPKh8LFubI6d7lnMrRHAv0xtQQk07xm3YShF8oX3si5spFJLX8FlRZZ_LnUhVwWAjWNfS6VXavPJXPaBkJqhNzgw/s2400/A82A10CA-7CAA-438B-A514-AC6156347902.jpeg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2400" data-original-width="2400" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLkV3GfkcZHG8Y3Ck9t0KJfGknLGlf8s5ILRiocaBHkmQ20fdK3g2I2M0gA2erVms6RKKlHTt7oiy4oetQx7taoFERKEkpwi6oUyKPKh8LFubI6d7lnMrRHAv0xtQQk07xm3YShF8oX3si5spFJLX8FlRZZ_LnUhVwWAjWNfS6VXavPJXPaBkJqhNzgw/w400-h400/A82A10CA-7CAA-438B-A514-AC6156347902.jpeg" width="400" /></a></i></div><i><br /><br /></i><p></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i>Detalle del Fresco de La Resurrezione</i> (1463 - 1465) - PIERO DELLA FRANCESCA</p></div><div><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><b>El silencio habita en la noche,<br />donde se entrelazan los cuerpos <br />henchidos de palabras.<br />La noche es siempre un río lento <br />que discurre entre cañaverales de voces, <br />llenas de júbilo o ya desahuciadas,<br />camino del mar de los silencios.</b></span></div><div><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><b><br />Dentro del silencio se escucha el eco,<br />como el rumor del océano<br />en el corazón de una caracola<br />cuando llega la bajamar.<br />En el interior del silencio late, <br />sin cesar, la palabra viva<br />en espera de la pleamar.</b></span></div><div><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><b><br />Yo continúo buscando en el silencio<br />todas aquellas palabras y versos<br />que pienso o escribo a diario.<br />Necesito asirlo, fraguarlo,<br />moldearlo con las dos manos<br />y arrancarlo del corazón<br />para encontrar la libertad.</b></span></div>
<div><br /></div>© José A. Socorro-Norayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16553529178315308396noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274388804290554615.post-85685186227468180342022-05-27T23:23:00.001+01:002022-05-27T23:23:16.226+01:00Hay noches <p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWRx85ugBkskp9N0C3mcaKWbsIdpSKnL-oj7YJWpwsL9Gpq3gtsTPqmosHlMEXN8K4SAy6q1Xe9ugV8Vck7tH9ZvphgPIFpRTt6xYgFs-J_3mV9IsEZx5YlzCSZfbzaE4qVZLE7O89NAAELX6MFZRvfyLxHPfxV0UdiWJhlef96xjObtn4PSlq1gx2Bw/s2313/7A0ED2DC-898D-4E61-9F4C-5A61FDDC56B4.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2313" data-original-width="1905" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWRx85ugBkskp9N0C3mcaKWbsIdpSKnL-oj7YJWpwsL9Gpq3gtsTPqmosHlMEXN8K4SAy6q1Xe9ugV8Vck7tH9ZvphgPIFpRTt6xYgFs-J_3mV9IsEZx5YlzCSZfbzaE4qVZLE7O89NAAELX6MFZRvfyLxHPfxV0UdiWJhlef96xjObtn4PSlq1gx2Bw/s320/7A0ED2DC-898D-4E61-9F4C-5A61FDDC56B4.jpeg" width="264" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: Helvetica;"><br /></i><p></p><p><i style="font-family: Helvetica;"><br /></i></p><p><i style="font-family: Helvetica;"><br /></i></p><p><i style="font-family: Helvetica;"><br /></i></p><p><i style="font-family: Helvetica;"><br /></i></p><p><i style="font-family: Helvetica;"><br /></i></p><p><i style="font-family: Helvetica;"><br /></i></p><p><i style="font-family: Helvetica;"><br /></i></p><p><i style="font-family: Helvetica;"><br /></i></p><p><i style="font-family: Helvetica;"><br /></i></p><p><i style="font-family: Helvetica;"><br /></i></p><p><i style="font-family: Helvetica;">Night in St. Cloud, </i><span style="font-family: Helvetica;">1890 - EDVARD MUNCH</span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 9px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">Hay noches</span></b></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">en las que no brilla la luna</span></b></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">y la isla se vuelve tan oscura,</span></b></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">que no se alcanza a medir la distancia</span></b></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">entre el océano y el corazón.</span></b></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">Hay demasiadas noches</span></b></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">en las que los árboles</span></b></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">se quedan desnudos</span></b></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">y uno no llega a saber </span></b></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">donde se amparan las aves.</span></b></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">Hay noches en las que jugamos</span></b></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">a merced del viento,</span></b></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">nos rebuscamos muy adentro</span></b></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">para desentrañar una sola palabra,</span></b></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">aunque esté llena de silencio.</span></b></p><div><br /></div>© José A. Socorro-Norayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16553529178315308396noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274388804290554615.post-76204798530017792312022-05-24T17:15:00.000+01:002022-05-24T17:15:02.979+01:00Necesito un verso <p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0N6s2TvcoOzTuonKQuJhD3ydXb7NhxW9Ds5iClyfbbcM16p5Pq9xBOj_97hnFGXuxQXY8_3tWH0vVUMCiSKUDNy6oUxVMwW06TEHAjR5nUcAxqg0vf8AdxOgCGt1aAzxKrVLtJ0NMAfi_F7rh3IhwYY1c2hSVlu8D0GscaMIc1GB6idoItEba9dRdjQ/s800/F50A93FE-7907-4657-B5C3-AFCA46CCC515.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="562" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0N6s2TvcoOzTuonKQuJhD3ydXb7NhxW9Ds5iClyfbbcM16p5Pq9xBOj_97hnFGXuxQXY8_3tWH0vVUMCiSKUDNy6oUxVMwW06TEHAjR5nUcAxqg0vf8AdxOgCGt1aAzxKrVLtJ0NMAfi_F7rh3IhwYY1c2hSVlu8D0GscaMIc1GB6idoItEba9dRdjQ/w281-h400/F50A93FE-7907-4657-B5C3-AFCA46CCC515.jpeg" width="281" /></a></div><br /> <span style="font-family: Helvetica;"><i>La Palude, </i>2012 - ROBERTO FERRI</span><p></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i>“No hay silencio como el sueño que se olvida.”</i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 10.3px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;">DOMINGO ACOSTA FELIPE</p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Necesito un verso </span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;">para hacerlo simiente de vida,</span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;">un verso que nazca de la raíz</span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;">de las largas noches de vigilia.</span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Preciso de un verso limpio e indoloro, </span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;">que al asomarse a los labios</span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;">grite libertad a los cuatro vientos,</span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;">un verso donde no habite el olvido</span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;">entre las trincheras del sueño.</span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Me urge un verso, sencillo, lleno de luz, </span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;">en el que un simple soplo de aire </span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;">sea la fuerza del resto de mi vida.</span></p><div><br /></div>© José A. Socorro-Norayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16553529178315308396noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274388804290554615.post-32234567170536035722022-04-13T11:25:00.002+01:002022-04-13T11:25:34.198+01:00En el jardín prohibido de tu cuerpo <p><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 9px;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6AdCo-cVuJD6-vvBn851E4guTttpI5m9oqLHXKqyg_6ojUiTM_om63K46Z99M4pIMYxCbh1JBSf_bmZUjE1ajzovVJAfrIjSDD1UYDzYV4Mv6nv9x5EImlwsboCi2H92jjpzFuE0uQmlm8-BGpvvmYA_Lym32RL-8T9WBbAzMy-8frmBgIiYfPACB8g/s1958/4516E1B4-5919-48F4-91E4-4B3AEBBE81CD.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1958" data-original-width="1421" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6AdCo-cVuJD6-vvBn851E4guTttpI5m9oqLHXKqyg_6ojUiTM_om63K46Z99M4pIMYxCbh1JBSf_bmZUjE1ajzovVJAfrIjSDD1UYDzYV4Mv6nv9x5EImlwsboCi2H92jjpzFuE0uQmlm8-BGpvvmYA_Lym32RL-8T9WBbAzMy-8frmBgIiYfPACB8g/s320/4516E1B4-5919-48F4-91E4-4B3AEBBE81CD.jpeg" width="232" /></a></div><br /><br /><p></p><p><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 9px;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 9px;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 9px;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 9px;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 9px;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 9px;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 9px;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 9px;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 9px;"><br /></span></p><p><i style="font-family: Helvetica;"><br /></i></p><p><i style="font-family: Helvetica;">Meditación (Contemplación)</i><span style="font-family: Helvetica;">, 1904 - PABLO PICASSO</span></p><div><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Las nubes huyen entre tus labios</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>y se tornan pájaros de fuego,</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>regresan desde el infinito </b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>y anidan en la arboleda de mi cuerpo.</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 10.3px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Yo no sé si quedarán más senderos</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>por los que pueda adentrarme en la noche,</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>a pesar del viento y del aguacero,</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>en busca de la luz del alba.</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Tampoco sé si los árboles</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>verterán nueva savia, como palabras </b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>sobre los interminables eriales </b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>donde ahora crece el silencio.</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 10.3px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Solo sé que continúo respirando el secreto </b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>dormido de las amapolas sobre las almohadas.</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>So sé que permanezco aquí, perdido</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>en el jardín prohibido de tu cuerpo.</b></span></p></div><div><br /></div>© José A. Socorro-Norayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16553529178315308396noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274388804290554615.post-70587338438678081112022-03-31T15:35:00.001+01:002022-03-31T15:35:39.452+01:00Sin rubor<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVWj6vvskW5Zn06Tsh4rbDZARREXqb--Lrv2lcyGiNnbvr7geMVzOf31U4RoBoVkqSI7ggDIINjecl3KRZ-jMbYnaoCjrkpqglw7SY0oiZI5PIKanjzgswN9evNvSQmYErG3UEGOitDCMwOQ1y9OYckPirF4TxenaEnSv9iVGc_WDT41HdSBQUAQ6aag/s1536/D6551581-E2D9-4A93-82B5-19656F8D54F2.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="1505" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVWj6vvskW5Zn06Tsh4rbDZARREXqb--Lrv2lcyGiNnbvr7geMVzOf31U4RoBoVkqSI7ggDIINjecl3KRZ-jMbYnaoCjrkpqglw7SY0oiZI5PIKanjzgswN9evNvSQmYErG3UEGOitDCMwOQ1y9OYckPirF4TxenaEnSv9iVGc_WDT41HdSBQUAQ6aag/w393-h400/D6551581-E2D9-4A93-82B5-19656F8D54F2.jpeg" width="393" /></a></div><br /><br /><p></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><i>Secret Spaces</i>, 1976 - JOAN SEMMEL</p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">Sin rubor</span></b></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">ni vergüenza,</span></b></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">me miro en tu espejo</span></b></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">de sexo detenido</span></b></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">y a ti me entrego.</span></b></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">Eres matriz,</span></b></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">efusión contenida,</span></b></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">umbral de Tánatos y Eros,</span></b></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">cópula que creó el mundo,</span></b></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">placer sin serlo.</span></b></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">Abismo de luz,</span></b></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">cataclismo de pasión,</span></b></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">fuente de deseo</span></b></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">en mi mirada erecta.</span></b></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">Eres el tálamo,</span></b></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">reposo de mi memoria,</span></b></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">donde dejo un retazo</span></b></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">de mi muerte. </span></b></p><div><br /></div>© José A. Socorro-Norayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16553529178315308396noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274388804290554615.post-1893734598892648012022-03-08T17:16:00.002+00:002022-03-08T17:16:58.757+00:00Compartiéndonos<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiM_C_zXjScCgPhwv4Rzzr3xO-HqtVXHw1KzlJeWDDz38Nrh3y391uR6JNTyRoWKm8ZgK5exRKCx5gKVUZn_sp2EUkOSgvEX9NkbrKMMmto_n8eNmILjr1xgbLU-wp354XIXNP1ayKm7xeSlOhOssbCvF5Nb0KyCWJ9AGZCwkzlJRTJnPxsFJt5WBAOMA=s750" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="559" data-original-width="750" height="299" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiM_C_zXjScCgPhwv4Rzzr3xO-HqtVXHw1KzlJeWDDz38Nrh3y391uR6JNTyRoWKm8ZgK5exRKCx5gKVUZn_sp2EUkOSgvEX9NkbrKMMmto_n8eNmILjr1xgbLU-wp354XIXNP1ayKm7xeSlOhOssbCvF5Nb0KyCWJ9AGZCwkzlJRTJnPxsFJt5WBAOMA=w400-h299" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i>Two friends on the shore of Long Island</i>, 2009 - DEVIN LEONARDI</p><div><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Continuemos compartiendo sueños </b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>cuando se cierre la noche,</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>las alas cuando se abra el alba.</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Continuemos compartiendo las manos</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>para sembrar los silencios,</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>los labios para germinar las palabras.</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Continuemos compartiendo la voz</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>para florecer los versos,</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>los ojos para alumbrar la mirada.</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Continuemos compartiéndonos, </b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>a corazón abierto, cuerpo y alma,</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>tú y yo por enteros, sin medida.</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Continuemos compartiéndonos, </b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>sigamos escribiendo hasta el final </b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>la poesía de nuestra vida.</b></span></div><div><br /></div>© José A. Socorro-Norayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16553529178315308396noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274388804290554615.post-55267297077061755252022-03-03T21:49:00.001+00:002022-03-03T21:49:40.435+00:00Aguardar el fin de los tiempos <div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgvjeAYikCY15-rxrc7wH7ciXP7Vsky5CvaH3gay29TRDkuVb-cKIqqKtreI5Amednlb4ARZ9W-ITD69N3oNQWbbCQHz4pHuee6ArUOlKq8qZyz2gcCDddN8H-8Xz7oCKzavC3f-xtQnl-TSqHX4ANxnVfKJvnfWf3yRW5OND_7-u26hRncQqS8FG9Y2Q=s800" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="642" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgvjeAYikCY15-rxrc7wH7ciXP7Vsky5CvaH3gay29TRDkuVb-cKIqqKtreI5Amednlb4ARZ9W-ITD69N3oNQWbbCQHz4pHuee6ArUOlKq8qZyz2gcCDddN8H-8Xz7oCKzavC3f-xtQnl-TSqHX4ANxnVfKJvnfWf3yRW5OND_7-u26hRncQqS8FG9Y2Q=w321-h400" width="321" /></a></div><br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Arquetipo III, 2009 - JOSÉ HERNÁNDEZ</span></div><div><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"><b>Desgraciadamente sigue brotando sangre, <br />gota a gota va cayendo por el cuerpo.<br />Los labios continúan supurando silencios,<br />como si fueran cuentas de palabras<br />muertas en collares de fríos besos.<br />Vuelan las sombras en el umbral del olvido <br />y se esfuma la memoria entre los espejos.<br />Ya no puede haber infierno ni gloria<br />que cauterice tantas indeseables heridas.<br />Solo es cuestión de no desesperar<br />y aguardar el fin de los tiempos.</b></span></div>
<div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div>© José A. Socorro-Norayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16553529178315308396noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274388804290554615.post-80630414924883464842022-02-28T22:55:00.000+00:002022-02-28T22:55:17.363+00:00A Fernando Jiménez-Ontiveros <div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgmYqViR0huefpwjN4CQZrrisNNDKa2RMumeL_ck0M7YW2yyL_ZpIy6oKHw63pQOQkxkUQ2kFsSRFWNh9CJufVK6dznUr7dZ_dkz_10zIqUvzArQCw2P5YxgBNeuu1QABssG-KCfM1BQSGKEjx6Yn0f1To-vo3CTcb3UFNV2a-ysykbPjSxbcL88bVWyg=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1063" data-original-width="2048" height="208" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgmYqViR0huefpwjN4CQZrrisNNDKa2RMumeL_ck0M7YW2yyL_ZpIy6oKHw63pQOQkxkUQ2kFsSRFWNh9CJufVK6dznUr7dZ_dkz_10zIqUvzArQCw2P5YxgBNeuu1QABssG-KCfM1BQSGKEjx6Yn0f1To-vo3CTcb3UFNV2a-ysykbPjSxbcL88bVWyg=w400-h208" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #444444;"><i><span style="font-size: medium;"><span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #444444;"><i><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #444444;"><i><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span> <span> <span> <span> <span> “</span></span></span></span></span>Murió en mitad de un verso,</span></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #444444;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span> <span> <span> <span> <span> </span></span></span></span></span>cantándole, floreciéndole,</span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #444444;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span> <span> <span> <span> <span> </span></span></span></span></span>y quedó el verso abierto,<br /><span> <span> <span> <span> <span> </span></span></span></span></span>disponible para la eternidad, <br /><span> <span> <span> <span> <span> </span></span></span></span></span>mecido por la brisa,<br /><span> <span> <span> <span> <span> </span></span></span></span></span>la brisa que jamás concluye,<br /><span> <span> <span> <span> <span> </span></span></span></span></span>verso sin terminar, poeta eterno.”</span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /><span> <span> <span> <span> <span> </span></span></span></span></span>GERARDO DIEGO</span><br /><br /></span></div><div><span style="color: #444444;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="color: #444444; font-size: large;"><b>Fernando, te has ido.<br />Tu cuerpo ya no entre nosotros,<br />pero tus versos siempre serán alados<br />para volar y alumbrar nuestras almas.<br />Hoy resuenan de gozo en el silencio<br />los clarines de la eternidad.</b></span></div><div><span style="color: #444444; font-size: large;"><b><br />Ahora estarás conversando con Federico,<br />con Salinas, con Cernuda, con Ángel,<br />con Juan Ramón, con Rafael, con Aleixandre,<br />con Miguel, con Blas, con Rosalía,<br />con Don Antonio, con Marisa, con tu padrino Gerardo, <br />con tantos y tantas poetas <br />que te han estado esperando<br />y que tú siempre has amado.</b></span></div><div><span style="color: #444444; font-size: large;"><b><br />Querido Fernando,<br />volvemos a darte las gracias <br />por tu amistad sincera<br />y por tantos momentos<br />de inolvidables belleza<br />que nos has dejando.</b></span></div><div><span style="color: #444444;"><b><span style="font-size: large;"><br />Hasta siempre, Maestro.<br />Hasta siempre, Amigo.<br />Hasta siempre, Poeta.<br />Hasta siempre, Fernando.</span><br /><br /></b></span></div><p><span style="color: #444444;"><b><br /></b></span></p><p><br /></p>© José A. Socorro-Norayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16553529178315308396noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274388804290554615.post-90528834590215990782022-02-28T16:41:00.003+00:002022-04-04T23:11:20.278+01:00Catarsis<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiXUELC45S1oSQp6uQ5bVbYbVp8jBc9aiDh93zhO81n9QlU49PtnQmhOKJ8fuVF0SKg3igtrAXidVvx8tBLsSKqHiw00x6Z-BpAUCQPhHJnh_dxexyGa9Ukrosg07jLMQNJqX-NHEyk7rNwemaEPqUOcvsN3PzOAYYeV5VUq-P16jj0fREVcM4h2E0IFA=s1843" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1843" data-original-width="1478" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiXUELC45S1oSQp6uQ5bVbYbVp8jBc9aiDh93zhO81n9QlU49PtnQmhOKJ8fuVF0SKg3igtrAXidVvx8tBLsSKqHiw00x6Z-BpAUCQPhHJnh_dxexyGa9Ukrosg07jLMQNJqX-NHEyk7rNwemaEPqUOcvsN3PzOAYYeV5VUq-P16jj0fREVcM4h2E0IFA=w321-h400" width="321" /></a></div><br /><i><br /></i><p></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; 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margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #274e13;"><i>Shells</i>, 2022 - OLIVIER MASSEBEUF</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #274e13;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #274e13;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #274e13;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span style="color: #274e13; font-size: medium;">Cada amanecer abandonamos el silencio</span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b><span style="color: #274e13; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;">y volvemos a reinventar la palabra</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">para no continuar muertos dentro.</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Desamortajamos nuestro propio cuerpo, </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">aunque otros nunca lo llegan a comprender,</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">y a pesar de querer buscar la cordura</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">siempre terminamos por agonizar</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">en medio de tanta locura. </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Nos desgarramos la piel a jirones</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">y nos entregamos completamente vírgenes</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">a la plena luz del nuevo día,</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">alumbrando una catarsis infinita</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">que solo nosotros podemos entender. </span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div>
<div><br /></div>© José A. Socorro-Norayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16553529178315308396noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274388804290554615.post-61949261524184240082022-02-25T20:51:00.001+00:002022-08-12T16:58:02.683+01:00Ante tanta muerte infame que nos rodea<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 9px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 9px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj0AGBmO6CHYxcZjxL1UJjDXxZ2Uq7vYXwki41IKq3pjExl2hOuxp6pRjwT4U_wKlS9En0ec9EzuGXIsHQ5LF4DfYKciR2He2tGxoJcdz5Fgo4OoCozOQKnkLfAJVxzQn5AWBtWRCeAFbaLuKC-_re5Jx3nq3dTTSz-Yvi5uDw-YAtgEKYOx8Qx3f4Q9Q=s1185" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1185" data-original-width="954" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj0AGBmO6CHYxcZjxL1UJjDXxZ2Uq7vYXwki41IKq3pjExl2hOuxp6pRjwT4U_wKlS9En0ec9EzuGXIsHQ5LF4DfYKciR2He2tGxoJcdz5Fgo4OoCozOQKnkLfAJVxzQn5AWBtWRCeAFbaLuKC-_re5Jx3nq3dTTSz-Yvi5uDw-YAtgEKYOx8Qx3f4Q9Q=w323-h400" width="323" /></a></div><br /><span face="Helvetica-Oblique" style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span><p></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; 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font-size: 9px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span face="Helvetica-Oblique" style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 9px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span face="Helvetica-Oblique" style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span face="Helvetica-Oblique" style="color: #7f6000; font-style: italic;"><br /></span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span face="Helvetica-Oblique" style="color: #7f6000; font-style: italic;"><br /></span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span face="Helvetica-Oblique" style="color: #7f6000; font-style: italic;"><br /></span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span face="Helvetica-Oblique" style="color: #7f6000; font-style: italic;"><br /></span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span face="Helvetica-Oblique" style="color: #7f6000; font-style: italic;">Angst, </span><span style="color: #7f6000;">1941 - FELIX</span><span style="color: #7f6000;"> </span><span style="color: #7f6000;">NUSSBAUM</span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="color: #7f6000;"><i><span face="Helvetica-Oblique"><span><span><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span><span><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span><span> </span></span></span></span></span></i></span> <b><i>“<span style="color: #7f6000;">Estos días azules y este sol de la infancia"</span></i></b></p>
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<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="color: #7f6000;"><b> ANTONIO MACHADO</b></span></p>
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<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="color: #7f6000; font-size: medium;"><b>Estos días se hacen demasiado negros</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="color: #7f6000; font-size: medium;"><b>y van perforando el corazón </b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="color: #7f6000; font-size: medium;"><b>hasta desgarrarlo a jirones y quemar </b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="color: #7f6000; font-size: medium;"><b>la poca sangre que nos va quedando.</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="color: #7f6000; font-size: medium;"><b>Comienza a faltarnos el oxígeno </b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="color: #7f6000; font-size: medium;"><b>y nos cuesta continuar con la respiración.</b></span></p>
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<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="color: #7f6000; font-size: medium;"><b>Nuestro jardín pierde color y se ennegrece.</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="color: #7f6000; font-size: medium;"><b>Las rosas y lirios se cubren de hollín.</b></span></p>
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<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="color: #7f6000; font-size: medium;"><b>Todo, absolutamente todo,</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="color: #7f6000; font-size: medium;"><b>se vuelve sombra, angustia, desolación.</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="color: #7f6000; font-size: medium;"><b>El silencio de la noche es tan intenso</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="color: #7f6000; font-size: medium;"><b>que termina por devorar la luz del día. </b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="color: #7f6000; font-size: medium;"><b>Ya no quedan días azules </b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="color: #7f6000; font-size: medium;"><b>ni recuerdos de la infancia por evocar</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="color: #7f6000; font-size: medium;"><b>ante la infame muerte que nos acecha.</b></span></p><div><br /></div><p> </p>© José A. Socorro-Norayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16553529178315308396noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274388804290554615.post-89991675561253523892022-02-23T22:18:00.002+00:002023-08-15T23:51:45.750+01:00La luz y la mañana<p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i></i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><span face="TimesNewRomanPS-ItalicMT" style="font-style: italic;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjPWLwdUmvdbwTE2P2icRJ7ld0fKbwEXRLLx1Nts6ui6rKJLOlSL77jP9d8oglrGVbCn4uUgQhBXUIeRD1myTg-DJsNdT5B_yXZFiXYSdS8cof38-qGptY2dChiWMl_i1axUZklJ7jROIDWPmgjhA3ci-SAoCfe99KLYIvJFhsy7lvX7bJiQCG_aBiO2Q=s957" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="957" data-original-width="653" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjPWLwdUmvdbwTE2P2icRJ7ld0fKbwEXRLLx1Nts6ui6rKJLOlSL77jP9d8oglrGVbCn4uUgQhBXUIeRD1myTg-DJsNdT5B_yXZFiXYSdS8cof38-qGptY2dChiWMl_i1axUZklJ7jROIDWPmgjhA3ci-SAoCfe99KLYIvJFhsy7lvX7bJiQCG_aBiO2Q=w218-h320" width="218" /></a></div><br /></span><i><br /></i><p></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i>Mujer soñando</i>, 1911 - EGON SCHIELE<span face="TimesNewRomanPS-ItalicMT" style="font-style: italic;"> </span><b style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPS-ItalicMT; font-style: italic;"> </b></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span face="TimesNewRomanPS-ItalicMT" style="font-style: italic;"><span><span><b><span><br /></span></b></span></span></span></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span face="TimesNewRomanPS-ItalicMT" style="font-style: italic;"><span><span><b><span><br /></span></b></span></span></span></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span face="TimesNewRomanPS-ItalicMT" style="font-style: italic;"><b><span> <span> <span> <span> </span></span></span></span> </b></span><b style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPS-ItalicMT; font-style: italic;">“Sei la luce e il mattino.”</b></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 10.3px;"><b><span face="TimesNewRomanPS-ItalicMT" style="font-style: italic;"></span><br /></b></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b><span> <span> <span> <span> <span> </span></span></span></span></span>CESARE PAVESE</b></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b><br /></b></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 10.3px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span><b>Lentamente,</b></span></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span><b>casi sin darme cuenta,</b></span></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span><b>va muriendo la tarde,</b></span></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span><b>apareciendo la soledad </b></span></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span><b>de la eterna noche.</b></span></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span><b>Llega la hora </b></span><b>inefable</b></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span><b>en la que me toca abrir la jaula </b></span></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span><b>y soltar a la fiera malherida</b></span></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span><b>que llevo atada dentro.</b></span></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span><b>Es hora de volver a emborronar </b></span></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span><b>tres, cuatro o veintinueve versos</b></span></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span><b>para comenzar a armar un poema </b></span></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span><b>que pueda romper definitivamente </b></span></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span><b>con las ligaduras de mi vida. </b></span></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 10.3px;"><span><b><br /></b></span></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span><b>Avanza la noche sin recelo,</b></span></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span><b>va haciéndose más infinita</b></span></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span><b>y más inmenso el ritmo del corazón.</b></span></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span><b>Cuento los minutos y las horas,</b></span></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span><b>esperando que se rompa </b></span></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span><b>de una vez este frío silencio,</b></span></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span><b>deseando que despunte el alba</b></span></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span><b>y se lleve las sombras una vez más.</b></span></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span><b>Necesito mirar al horizonte</b></span></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span><b>y esperar que el océano </b></span></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span><b>te devuelva de nuevo a la playa.</b></span></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span><b>Necesito sentirme plenamente vivo</b></span></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span><b>y estremecerme ante otra jornada,</b></span></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span><b>porque ahora sé que solo tú </b></span></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 10.3px;"><span><b><br /></b></span></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span><b>eres la luz y la mañana. </b></span></p><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>© José A. Socorro-Norayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16553529178315308396noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274388804290554615.post-80036018642789399412022-02-20T23:54:00.002+00:002022-02-21T21:56:38.971+00:00Celebrándote<p><i style="font-family: "Times New Roman";"> </i></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i></i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjMueoLWUnmMLLoPp16gbjjvc9efALUKFDK42R3HTcSUG23P4sNgyu3enkuTpN_cf2Kj-bBPmwfcfjPpfAsVQAIwtUhPkFqIYRfu7JpPUu9uJEEnuNVtj4YMUenOOanmcgjTR1B8rfecAOuRhdII6dEOGLl21nfIF6rEhnUcFP3JLScJL6D2xRoX8lTyQ=s2620" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1304" data-original-width="2620" height="199" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjMueoLWUnmMLLoPp16gbjjvc9efALUKFDK42R3HTcSUG23P4sNgyu3enkuTpN_cf2Kj-bBPmwfcfjPpfAsVQAIwtUhPkFqIYRfu7JpPUu9uJEEnuNVtj4YMUenOOanmcgjTR1B8rfecAOuRhdII6dEOGLl21nfIF6rEhnUcFP3JLScJL6D2xRoX8lTyQ=w400-h199" width="400" /></a></i></div><i><br /></i><p></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i>A Way, A Lone, A Last</i>, 2012 - MICHAEL COSTELLO</p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p><span face="TimesNewRomanPS-ItalicMT" style="font-style: italic;"><span> <span> <span> <span> <b><span> </span></b></span></span></span></span></span><b>“la noche canta celebrándote”</b></p>
<p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b><span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span>OLGA MARÍA SAÍN</b></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p>
<p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 9px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 10.3px;"><br /></p>
<p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Brama el viento del océano</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>en la noche perenne,</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>espanta las sombras y la hojarasca</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>que un día trajo la lluvia.</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 10.3px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>No hay fúnebres salmos </b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>ni profetas ebrios</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>que sanen las heridas</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>a la entrada del paraíso.</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 10.3px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Amanece una estría de luz </b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>que alumbra el corazón,</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>aunque ya no corra sangre</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>por las huellas de la vida.</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 10.3px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Solo estoy yo,</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>con el sudario del tiempo,</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>celebrándote,</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>en el silencio de la noche.</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p>© José A. Socorro-Norayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16553529178315308396noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274388804290554615.post-1198513987236264932022-02-15T22:30:00.003+00:002022-02-20T23:56:13.830+00:00Cuando amanece<div><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman";"><br /></span></b></span></div><div><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjv0Nsy-z-EYwcrArdBSeCl3biPR2rRXrtouRmn-eWPVFC0j2QYeHjxW9aCiOHldPO26JDTmVxojJ_smh0Qza1d-R_1fUKCNO-Uco2towWTGunnmoqzVd3cnEAtKJRVBU4JkEZn3h4VFByugjDOo9c6EXez1qOwMo3BEtLhwF0BQcX7yRnOe8yRDhrTiw=s422" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="422" data-original-width="325" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjv0Nsy-z-EYwcrArdBSeCl3biPR2rRXrtouRmn-eWPVFC0j2QYeHjxW9aCiOHldPO26JDTmVxojJ_smh0Qza1d-R_1fUKCNO-Uco2towWTGunnmoqzVd3cnEAtKJRVBU4JkEZn3h4VFByugjDOo9c6EXez1qOwMo3BEtLhwF0BQcX7yRnOe8yRDhrTiw=s320" width="246" /></a></div><br /><br /><p></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i>Autorretrato</i>, 1984 - JUAN CARLOS LÁZARO </p></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><b>Me deslumbra el rumor de la luz, <br />cuando atraviesa sin pudor<br />el umbral de la mañana, <br />después de desmembrar el eco <br />y el efímero refugio del sueño<br />en las noches de eterna vigilia.<br />Me deslumbra la belleza perdida<br />ante el presagio de las sombras<br />y el dolor ácido de la memoria,<br />que desgarra y cuartea el corazón<br />bajo la oscuridad de tanta ceniza.</b></span></div><div><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><b><br />Solo se quiebra el silencio <br />cuando amanece.</b></span></div>
<div><br /></div>© José A. Socorro-Norayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16553529178315308396noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274388804290554615.post-83588431804472945852022-01-31T23:19:00.002+00:002022-02-15T22:31:08.920+00:00En el laberinto del poema <div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica;"><i><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgb2zdAyGmzj17iTKerqytATOyeLIvP3G_d4fRM0-v2sEq44tRXA260ZhuovpfLRksO2kP1r6VKtF5X4_VPQHN-pD5L__xk_qIkaTgyeeUFar1aneQ53fwEThhxYRDMjlSpV6Bj7__VGOMeCrStvrvHwyt8152agYmGSBkBTIcUwbXR1sR8boUK61rMwg=s1203" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="975" data-original-width="1203" height="259" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgb2zdAyGmzj17iTKerqytATOyeLIvP3G_d4fRM0-v2sEq44tRXA260ZhuovpfLRksO2kP1r6VKtF5X4_VPQHN-pD5L__xk_qIkaTgyeeUFar1aneQ53fwEThhxYRDMjlSpV6Bj7__VGOMeCrStvrvHwyt8152agYmGSBkBTIcUwbXR1sR8boUK61rMwg=s320" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica;"><i><br /></i></span></div><br /></i></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica;"><i>Figuras en la sombra II,</i> 1994 - JOSÉ HERNÁNDEZ</span><span style="font-family: Helvetica;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica;"><br /></span><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">La noche es un naufragio <br /></span></span><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">donde todo comienza.<br /></span></span><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Las sombras avanza sin piedad<br /></span></span><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">y anegan la piel quebrada <br /></span></span><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">hasta penetrar en los huesos.<br /></span></span><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Solo en el silencio de la noche <br /></span></span><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">se hace más sonoro y profundo <br /></span></span><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">el latido del corazón. <br /></span></span><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Necesito asir una veta de luz<br /></span></span><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">para enhebrar cada verso <br /></span></span><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">en el laberinto del poema.</span></span></div></div><div><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></div>© José A. Socorro-Norayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16553529178315308396noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274388804290554615.post-1874858813452696552022-01-30T00:24:00.005+00:002022-01-30T00:30:45.750+00:00Eterna melancolía <div style="text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjIyw8uVr1P62BM2PzvuCKcjq7l1wH13WG-DzXLKJr91QQdJ0cltSCAriy5U6W6xa_y7EY8C-6MN6_WB_iENGUTP3VfXzmCHf9ZAulyxtx2okxZnrHcpU73Q-TNU4hP28VVbTJyheIa4vDzEpbtEFaYIzJgZDRpbY44KJISIG69UtnZmuxfW9ki12TQfQ=s2038" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2038" data-original-width="1787" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjIyw8uVr1P62BM2PzvuCKcjq7l1wH13WG-DzXLKJr91QQdJ0cltSCAriy5U6W6xa_y7EY8C-6MN6_WB_iENGUTP3VfXzmCHf9ZAulyxtx2okxZnrHcpU73Q-TNU4hP28VVbTJyheIa4vDzEpbtEFaYIzJgZDRpbY44KJISIG69UtnZmuxfW9ki12TQfQ=w351-h400" width="351" /></a><br /><i><br /></i><i><br /></i><i><br /></i><i><br /></i><i><br /></i><i><br /></i><i><br /></i><i><br /></i><i><br /></i><i><br /></i><i><br /></i><i><br /></i></p><p><br /></p></div></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #073763;"><i><span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i>La mayor</i>, 2021 - PEDRO LEZCANO JAÉN</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #073763;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #073763; font-size: medium;"><b>Necesito regresar al pasado<br />en busca del carrusel del tiempo.<br />Necesito encontrar unos labios <br />que sepan pronunciar palabras <br />y se debatan en silencio<br />entre la verdad del sueño<br />y la eterna melancolía.</b></span></div>© José A. Socorro-Norayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16553529178315308396noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274388804290554615.post-82172900381512354002022-01-26T20:52:00.002+00:002022-01-26T20:52:28.058+00:00En el sonoro silencio de tus labios<p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><i><span> <span> <span> <span> </span></span></span></span></i></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj2kWijsZwmp2Q29dZ0JNfHCawGswmxxoOOxcJC8SesSp98sCl66H-8ZK5OudqIYTiKJ3qC2oDZRSmxHVn7Jiy5mX7w94t-VYCgA5J6iSQW8q_pKCV4oVCvVFppvpf2RgOccNgYQxW0YfMauV_I9jWOTFQAUvKynOg_H3m41mvb9bplNei3Kfqd9m2klg=s1323" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1323" data-original-width="1094" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj2kWijsZwmp2Q29dZ0JNfHCawGswmxxoOOxcJC8SesSp98sCl66H-8ZK5OudqIYTiKJ3qC2oDZRSmxHVn7Jiy5mX7w94t-VYCgA5J6iSQW8q_pKCV4oVCvVFppvpf2RgOccNgYQxW0YfMauV_I9jWOTFQAUvKynOg_H3m41mvb9bplNei3Kfqd9m2klg=s320" width="265" /></a></div><br /><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 9px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i style="font-family: arial;"><br /></i></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i style="color: #741b47; font-family: arial;">Portrait of Lisa</i><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: arial;">, 1957 - FRANCIS BACON</span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: #741b47;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: #741b47;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: #741b47;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: #741b47;"><br /></span></span></p><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: arial;"><i><span><span><span><span><span> <span> <span> <span> </span></span></span></span> </span></span></span></span>“No te nombro; pero estás en mí<br /></i></span><i style="color: #741b47; font-family: arial;"><span> <span> <span> <span> </span></span></span></span>como la música en la garganta del ruiseñor <br /></i><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: arial;"><i><span> <span> <span> <span> </span></span></span></span>aunque no esté cantando.”</i></span></div><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: arial;"><span> <span> <span> <span> </span></span></span></span>DULCE MARÍA LOYNAZ </span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 9px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 10.3px; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #741b47;"><br /></span></p>
<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><b>Jugué a ser gorrión desamparado </b></span></p>
<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><b>en busca de un confortable nido,</b></span></p>
<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><b>a ser ave de presa, siempre al acecho </b></span></p>
<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><b>desde lo más alto del acantilado,</b></span></p>
<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><b>a ser gaviota malherida </b></span></p>
<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><b>que sobrevuela solitaria el ancho océano.</b></span></p>
<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 10.3px;"><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span></p>
<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><b>Siempre quise volar libre,</b></span></p>
<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><b>aunque nunca tuve otras alas</b></span></p>
<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><b>que estas de cera que llevo conmigo. </b></span></p>
<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><b>Ansiaba volar demasiado alto </b></span></p>
<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><b>y a duras penas he logrado, con el paso de los años, </b></span></p>
<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><b>levantar el vuelo más de dos metros del suelo.</b></span></p>
<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><b>Soñé con ser Ícaro, una, otra y otra vez,</b></span></p>
<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><b>sin de verdad alcanzar a comprender</b></span></p>
<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><b>que la cera de mis alas terminarían por derretirse,</b></span></p>
<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><b>dándome de bruces con la realidad del sueño.</b></span></p>
<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 10.3px;"><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span></p>
<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><b>Ahora, después de tantos años,</b></span></p>
<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><b>de tantas idas y venidas por las aceras de esta vida </b></span></p>
<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><b>que todavía sostengo entre mis manos,</b></span></p>
<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><b>solo me queda desgranar algún racimo de versos,</b></span></p>
<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><b>silentes, dormidos, casi olvidados,</b></span></p>
<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><b>que jamás podré pronunciar ni escribir </b></span></p>
<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><b>en el sonoro silencio de tus labios.</b></span></p><div><br /></div>© José A. Socorro-Norayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16553529178315308396noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274388804290554615.post-81548427585084542452021-11-29T22:28:00.004+00:002022-09-02T20:47:19.682+01:00Llegó de nuevo el milagro<div style="text-align: left;"><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i></i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><i><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LIHXn9xJM54/YaVThWtJ7_I/AAAAAAAAJpo/TwY8o640X_IDHrJ0s-uebtaouUYIsFy5ACLcBGAsYHQ/s2039/E9618E40-4D48-4D81-8085-04E9BB3FAC30.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1689" data-original-width="2039" height="265" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LIHXn9xJM54/YaVThWtJ7_I/AAAAAAAAJpo/TwY8o640X_IDHrJ0s-uebtaouUYIsFy5ACLcBGAsYHQ/s320/E9618E40-4D48-4D81-8085-04E9BB3FAC30.jpeg" width="320" /></a></i></div><i><br /><span style="color: #444444;">A la rencontre du plaisir (Towards Pleasure)</span></i><span style="color: #444444;"> , 1950 - RENÉ MAGRITTE</span><p></p></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><b>Llegó de nuevo el milagro, <br />la fugaz promesa divina<br />después de atravesar la madrugada, <br />donde el rocío se hace mansa lluvia <br />para regar el corazón del verso.<br />Acabó una vez más el silencio <br />de los pájaros en la oscura arboleda <br />y regresa el olor a tierra mojada,<br />a jazmín y a violetas.<br />Es hora de cabalgar el horizonte<br />sobre la soledad azul de la luna.<br />Es hora de secar las lágrimas <br />y quemar las viejas heridas de la piel.<br />Es hora de penetrar en la luz del océano <br />y desterrar la fragilidad de este amanecer.<br />Es tiempo de volver a ser raíz,<br />roca o simple guijarro,<br />que alumbre el sentido del poema.</b></span></div>
<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: left;"><br /></p><div><br /></div>© José A. Socorro-Norayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16553529178315308396noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274388804290554615.post-30299117481893173752021-11-21T16:37:00.007+00:002021-11-21T21:38:53.725+00:00Cargo con mi cruz <p><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aTklrJv69U4/YZp0ZbMnD0I/AAAAAAAAJpQ/aodZVnCnzJgCwk4LRqjer9p6QMqaFTXhgCLcBGAsYHQ/s2048/24FB7E6A-25CC-4199-9CEC-87EE0923BF1E.jpeg" style="clear: left; display: inline; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1609" height="400" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aTklrJv69U4/YZp0ZbMnD0I/AAAAAAAAJpQ/aodZVnCnzJgCwk4LRqjer9p6QMqaFTXhgCLcBGAsYHQ/w314-h400/24FB7E6A-25CC-4199-9CEC-87EE0923BF1E.jpeg" width="314" /></span></a></p><p></p><p><i style="font-family: Helvetica; text-align: justify;">Retrato hecho en cinco minutos</i><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: large; text-align: justify;">, 2020 - LUIS ARENCIBIA</span></p><div style="text-align: left;"><b><i><span>“este gorrión gris</span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b><i>que habita en lo profundo”</i></b></div>
<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 10.3px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b><span face="Helvetica-Oblique" style="font-style: italic;"></span><br /></b></span></p>
<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-family: courier;"><span><span><span><span> <span> <span> <span> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span>ALDA MERINI </b></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><b><br /></b></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><b><br /></b></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Cargo con mi cruz por las aceras de la noche,</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>buscando las huellas de luz en la nieve</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>para alumbrar la profunda herida abierta en la razón.</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Transito por la oscuridad desde el corazón del verso,</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>anegando de soledad la garganta con palabras prohibidas</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>que solo dibujan sombras en la comisura de mis labios.</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Atravieso las tinieblas entre la vigilia y el sueño</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>sin encontrar las puertas de la gloria ni la patria verdadera.</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Escucho la sangre en el latido de mi propia carne</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>y en las voces que me habitan en este tiempo tan gris.</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Cargo con mi cruz y me siento efímero ante el vacío</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>sabiendo que me acechan las flores del olvido.</b></span></p>
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<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Sé que más pronto que tarde </b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>seré una simple brisa de polvo o de ceniza.</b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Sé que solo es eterno el silencio de la muerte.</b></span></p><div><br /></div>© José A. Socorro-Norayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16553529178315308396noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274388804290554615.post-88493549584615515942021-09-22T20:59:00.003+01:002021-09-22T21:12:35.874+01:00Se rompió la tierra<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h-GF-oMf3Tc/YUuJ5EyQXdI/AAAAAAAAJo0/l1R-L5Qcpu8sIwMEqqdOxbxbQrPMf9X4gCLcBGAsYHQ/s400/0464E8C1-FAEA-4197-9FC4-46A6177FE056.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="400" data-original-width="318" height="320" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h-GF-oMf3Tc/YUuJ5EyQXdI/AAAAAAAAJo0/l1R-L5Qcpu8sIwMEqqdOxbxbQrPMf9X4gCLcBGAsYHQ/s320/0464E8C1-FAEA-4197-9FC4-46A6177FE056.jpeg" width="254" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Helvetica;"><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>Paisaje volcánico</i>, 1993 – MIRÓ MAINOU</span></p><p style="font-size: 9px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 10.3px;"><br /></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 10.3px;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Se rompió la tierra</b></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 10.3px;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>y abrió un terrible precipicio</b></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 10.3px;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>en el brocal oscuro del cerebro.</b></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 10.3px;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Todavía mana la sangre </b></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 10.3px;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>mezclada con coágulos,</b></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 10.3px;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>y cada afilada grieta</b></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 10.3px;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>se convierte en un páramo desértico.</b></span></p></span><p></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>La tarde reventó la luz del relámpago </b></span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>que ardía en las desasosegadas pupilas.</b></span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Ahora solo queda esperar con afán</b></span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>a que muera de una vez este sol</b></span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>en el horizonte de nuestros labios.</b></span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 10.3px;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b><br /></b></span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Ya no habrá más tierra,</b></span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>tampoco sangre queda,</b></span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>ni tan siquiera agua pura,</b></span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>tan solo un inmenso pedregal</b></span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>repleto de escorias negras</b></span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>entre las cenizas del alma.</b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: Helvetica;"></span></p><p><br /></p><p></p><div><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 9px;"><br /></span></div>© José A. Socorro-Norayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16553529178315308396noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274388804290554615.post-68486516811569654992021-04-24T09:52:00.004+01:002021-04-24T10:48:51.638+01:00A Marisa Pintos <div style="text-align: left;"><i style="font-family: arial;"><span> <span> <span> <span> </span></span></span></span></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><i><span><span><span><span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UF0ClpXLfbw/YIPa5hHjDwI/AAAAAAAAJko/enSS8obJ0Os_69GymY_wFpvbtnb1bjcCQCLcBGAsYHQ/s886/9E6B26BB-E0D3-4415-8B57-A8D1DF712709.jpeg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="886" data-original-width="865" height="320" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UF0ClpXLfbw/YIPa5hHjDwI/AAAAAAAAJko/enSS8obJ0Os_69GymY_wFpvbtnb1bjcCQCLcBGAsYHQ/s320/9E6B26BB-E0D3-4415-8B57-A8D1DF712709.jpeg" /></a></div><br /><span> </span></span></span></span></span></i></span></div><div><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><i><span><span><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></i></span></div><div><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><i><span><span><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></i></span></div><div><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><i><span><span><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></i></span></div><div><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><i><span><span><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></i></span></div><div><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><i><span><span><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></i></span></div><div><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><i><span><span><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></i></span></div><div><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><i><span><span><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></i></span></div><div><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><i><span><span><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></i></span></div><div><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><i><span><span><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></i></span></div><div><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><i><span><span><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></i></span></div><div><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><i><span><span><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></i></span></div><div><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><i><span><span><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></i></span></div><div><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><i><span><span><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></i></span></div><div><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><i><span><span><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></i></span></div><div><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><i><span><span><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></i></span></div><div><span style="font-family: arial;"><i><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span><span style="font-size: large;"> <span> </span>“En un soplo <br /> <span> <span> <span> <span> </span></span></span></span></span></i></span><i><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;">todo se acaba”</span></i></div><div><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"><span><i><br /></i> <span> <span> <span> <span> </span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-size: medium;">MARISA PINTOS </span></div><div><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><br />(Descansa en paz, querida amiga)<br /><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"><b>He vuelto a escuchar la voz del mar<br />en el profundo silencio de la noche,<br />penetrando en los poros de la piel<br />y rompiendo en los acantilados del alma.<br />Últimamente voy de tristeza en tristeza,<br />del quebranto al desconsolado llanto,<br />siempre por el borde del abismo<br />y por el vértigo de la desolación.</b></span></div><div><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"><b>Tengo demasiadas heridas abiertas <br />que nunca terminan de cicatrizar</b>.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"><b>Demasiadas ausencias se clavan ya</b><br /><b>en la memoria y en el corazón.</b><br /><br /></span></div>
<div><br /></div></div>© José A. Socorro-Norayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16553529178315308396noreply@blogger.com2