{"id":26,"date":"2014-03-15T21:18:48","date_gmt":"2014-03-15T21:18:48","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/debaleas.blogaliza.org\/?page_id=19"},"modified":"2016-01-02T20:51:48","modified_gmt":"2016-01-02T20:51:48","slug":"no-mar-de-vigo","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/luagris.net\/debaleas\/?page_id=26","title":{"rendered":""},"content":{"rendered":"<p>el era a\u00ednda novo<br \/>\ne ela xa regresara<br \/>\nunha vez<br \/>\nda morte<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\nela sementaba preguntas<br \/>\ne el po\u00f1\u00edase triste<br \/>\ncando unha palabra faltaba ao encontro<\/p>\n<p>esa teima s\u00faa<br \/>\npola precisi\u00f3n das fronteiras<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\nela navegaba<br \/>\nentre a serenidade do abismo<br \/>\ne a tensi\u00f3n do verso<\/p>\n<p>el ano\u00e1base ao mastro<br \/>\npara que non o arrastrasen as ondas<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>desde un alto<br \/>\nfronte ao mar de vigo<br \/>\navistaban baleas no horizonte<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\nela quer\u00eda ir m\u00e1is al\u00f3<br \/>\npero el tornaba a vista \u00e1 terra<br \/>\ne teimaba en ancorar<br \/>\nno seu pequeno silencio descuberto<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>s\u00e9ntese fr\u00e1xil<br \/>\nquen escolle arrodearse de preguntas<\/p>\n<p>pero ten o poder da d\u00fabida<br \/>\na firmeza de non deixarse<br \/>\naloumi\u00f1ar polo afago<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>agora el vai vello<\/p>\n<p>m\u00e1is do que ela poder\u00e1 ser nunca<br \/>\ne xa non procura respostas<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\ndescubriu a beleza<br \/>\ndas perspectivas imprevistas<\/p>\n<p>e que a poes\u00eda \u00e9 disonante coas certezas<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&gt;&gt; <a href=\"http:\/\/luagris.net\/debaleas\/?p=152\">de limpeza<\/a><br \/>\n&gt;&gt; <a href=\"http:\/\/luagris.net\/debaleas\/?p=147\">pequenos apuntamentos<\/a><br \/>\n&gt;&gt; <a href=\"http:\/\/luagris.net\/debaleas\/?p=131\">do papel (baleas no horizonte 1)<\/a><br \/>\n&gt;&gt; <a href=\"http:\/\/luagris.net\/debaleas\/?p=109\">coa vista no horizonte<\/a><br \/>\n&gt;&gt; <a href=\"http:\/\/luagris.net\/debaleas\/?page_id=59\">versi\u00f3n inicial<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>el era a\u00ednda novo e ela xa regresara unha vez da morte &nbsp; ela sementaba preguntas e el po\u00f1\u00edase triste cando unha palabra faltaba ao encontro esa teima s\u00faa pola precisi\u00f3n das fronteiras &nbsp; ela navegaba entre a serenidade do abismo e a tensi\u00f3n do verso el ano\u00e1base ao mastro para que non o arrastrasen [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"parent":7,"menu_order":13,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-26","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/luagris.net\/debaleas\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/26","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/luagris.net\/debaleas\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/luagris.net\/debaleas\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/luagris.net\/debaleas\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/luagris.net\/debaleas\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=26"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/luagris.net\/debaleas\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/26\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":267,"href":"https:\/\/luagris.net\/debaleas\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/26\/revisions\/267"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/luagris.net\/debaleas\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/7"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/luagris.net\/debaleas\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=26"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}