{"id":94,"date":"2009-10-11T19:27:15","date_gmt":"2009-10-11T17:27:15","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.canal-literatura.es\/Apoesia5\/?p=94"},"modified":"2009-10-14T09:48:15","modified_gmt":"2009-10-14T07:48:15","slug":"2-ilusion-por-la-mia-voglia-di-giocare","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.canal-literatura.es\/Apoesia5\/2-ilusion-por-la-mia-voglia-di-giocare\/","title":{"rendered":"2- Ilusi\u00f3n. Por La mia voglia di giocare"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>Nac\u00ed, entre celulosas s\u00e1banas blancas,<br \/>\nmay\u00fascula, de pies abiertos,<br \/>\nla cabeza erguida y un tocado.<!--more--><\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>La vida, en min\u00fasculas, me molde\u00f3<br \/>\nfina, receptiva y sinuosa.<br \/>\nMe repet\u00ed latina, peque\u00f1a,<br \/>\ny con un punto de gracia.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>He de destacar que,<br \/>\nantes de mi inevitable fin,<br \/>\nconsegu\u00ed la perfecci\u00f3n del c\u00edrculo<br \/>\nque aguda como soy, acentu\u00e9.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>Ya, hacia el rojo anaranjado del ocaso,<br \/>\ncon manos y pies en tierra, me curv\u00e9.<br \/>\nY un susurro fon\u00e9tico dict\u00f3 mi nombre:<br \/>\nilusi\u00f3n.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>Quiero entrar, entrar en el museo<br \/>\nde los que nacen manchados<br \/>\ncon la tinta de la imaginaci\u00f3n.<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Nac\u00ed, entre celulosas s\u00e1banas blancas, may\u00fascula, de pies abiertos, la cabeza erguida y un tocado.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[4],"tags":[],"amp_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.canal-literatura.es\/Apoesia5\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/94"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.canal-literatura.es\/Apoesia5\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.canal-literatura.es\/Apoesia5\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.canal-literatura.es\/Apoesia5\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.canal-literatura.es\/Apoesia5\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=94"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.canal-literatura.es\/Apoesia5\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/94\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.canal-literatura.es\/Apoesia5\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=94"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.canal-literatura.es\/Apoesia5\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=94"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.canal-literatura.es\/Apoesia5\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=94"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}