{"id":126,"date":"2011-08-31T10:48:00","date_gmt":"2011-08-31T10:48:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/oscarbribian.com\/?p=126"},"modified":"2011-08-31T10:48:00","modified_gmt":"2011-08-31T10:48:00","slug":"poemas-de-manuel-martinez-forega","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/oscarbribian.com\/?p=126","title":{"rendered":"Poemas de Manuel Mart\u00ednez Forega"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Poemas escogidos del libro <span>Ademenos<\/span>, de Manuel Mart\u00ednez Forega, editado por Olifante.<\/p>\n<p><span>Sociedad de consumo<\/span><\/p>\n<p>Esperamos de la vida cosas sorprendentes<br \/>y s\u00f3lo nos entrega la muerte por sorpresa.<\/p>\n<p><span>Vitae I<\/span><\/p>\n<p>Mira ese le\u00f1o ardiendo<br \/>y contempla lo que eres<\/p>\n<p><span>Publio Vergili Maronis<\/span><\/p>\n<p>Cuando llegas a casa<br \/>sin haber dicho una sola palabra<br \/>debiendo decir tanto,<br \/>te preguntas si es cierto que la causa<br \/>es la raz\u00f3n o es motivo el instinto<br \/>de tu cabal desdicha.<\/p>\n<p><span>Tempestad en San Vicente<\/span><\/p>\n<p>Yo he visto alados, m\u00f3viles<br \/>espejos como fuegos<br \/>de plata<br \/>rompiendo del cielo los cristales<\/p>\n<p>Y he visto los p\u00e1rpados<br \/>de los dioses airados<br \/>entrearirse<br \/>mostrando los horrores<br \/>de la noche<\/p>\n<p>Y sus cabellos agitarse<br \/>en trallazos de luz<br \/>espantosa.<br \/>En el mar,<br \/>despierto sobre tinieblas m\u00f3viles.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Poemas escogidos del libro Ademenos, de Manuel Mart\u00ednez Forega, editado por Olifante. Sociedad de consumo Esperamos de la vida cosas sorprendentesy s\u00f3lo nos entrega la muerte por sorpresa. Vitae I Mira ese le\u00f1o ardiendoy contempla lo que eres Publio Vergili &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/oscarbribian.com\/?p=126\">Sigue leyendo <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[16],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-126","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poesia"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p9NjCT-22","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/oscarbribian.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/126","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/oscarbribian.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/oscarbribian.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/oscarbribian.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/oscarbribian.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=126"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/oscarbribian.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/126\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/oscarbribian.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=126"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/oscarbribian.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=126"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/oscarbribian.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=126"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}