{"id":38157,"date":"2024-12-17T14:50:14","date_gmt":"2024-12-17T12:50:14","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/edublog.educastur.es\/ixuxu\/?p=38157"},"modified":"2024-12-17T15:04:03","modified_gmt":"2024-12-17T13:04:03","slug":"poema-les-manes-de-mio-guela","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/edublog.educastur.es\/ixuxu\/2024\/12\/poema-les-manes-de-mio-guela\/","title":{"rendered":"Poema: \u00abLes manes de mio g\u00fcela\u00bb"},"content":{"rendered":"
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LES MANES DE MIO G\u00dcELA<\/em><\/strong><\/span><\/span><\/div>\n
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Siempre me maraviyaron.<\/em><\/strong><\/span><\/div>\n
Cuando aletiaben al falar,<\/em><\/strong><\/span><\/div>\n
cuando retorc\u00eden la bayeta<\/em><\/strong><\/span><\/div>\n
o cuando dorm\u00eden, una enriba la otra,<\/em><\/strong><\/span><\/div>\n
dulces nel somantu,<\/em><\/strong><\/span><\/div>\n
yo miraba les m\u00edes disimulao<\/em><\/strong><\/span><\/div>\n
-tan llises, tan blanques, tan de bona ne\u00f1a-<\/em><\/strong><\/span><\/div>\n
tratando d\u00b4albidrar<\/em><\/strong><\/span><\/div>\n
en qu\u00e9 momentu de la vida<\/em><\/strong><\/span><\/div>\n
nacieren nes d\u00b4ella<\/em><\/strong><\/span><\/div>\n
aquelles curves gordes,<\/em><\/strong><\/span><\/div>\n
escures y un poco siniestres;<\/em><\/strong><\/span><\/div>\n
r\u00edos guetando\u00b4l so mar.<\/em><\/strong><\/span><\/div>\n
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Nunca lo supi<\/em><\/strong><\/span><\/div>\n
pero\u2026<\/em><\/strong><\/span><\/div>\n
la mio sangre y\u00e1 llate agora<\/em><\/strong><\/span><\/div>\n
tami\u00e9n<\/em><\/strong><\/span><\/div>\n
a flor de piel.<\/em><\/strong><\/span><\/div>\n
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Elvira Laruelo<\/span><\/em><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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LES MANES DE MIO G\u00dcELA Siempre me maraviyaron. Cuando aletiaben al falar, cuando retorc\u00eden la bayeta o cuando dorm\u00eden, una enriba la otra, dulces nel somantu, yo miraba les m\u00edes disimulao -tan llises, tan blanques, tan de bona ne\u00f1a- tratando d\u00b4albidrar en qu\u00e9 momentu de la vida nacieren nes d\u00b4ella aquelles curves gordes, escures y […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":117,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[39],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-38157","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poesia"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/edublog.educastur.es\/ixuxu\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/38157","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/edublog.educastur.es\/ixuxu\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/edublog.educastur.es\/ixuxu\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/edublog.educastur.es\/ixuxu\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/117"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/edublog.educastur.es\/ixuxu\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=38157"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/edublog.educastur.es\/ixuxu\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/38157\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":38160,"href":"https:\/\/edublog.educastur.es\/ixuxu\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/38157\/revisions\/38160"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/edublog.educastur.es\/ixuxu\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=38157"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/edublog.educastur.es\/ixuxu\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=38157"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/edublog.educastur.es\/ixuxu\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=38157"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}