{"id":51937,"date":"2015-09-08T08:44:43","date_gmt":"2015-09-08T13:14:43","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.panfletonegro.com\/v\/?p=51937"},"modified":"2015-09-08T08:57:33","modified_gmt":"2015-09-08T13:27:33","slug":"casi-el-cielo","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.panfletonegro.com\/v\/2015\/09\/08\/casi-el-cielo\/","title":{"rendered":"Casi el cielo"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: right\">Modo Jos\u00e9 Antonio Ramos Sucre<a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.panfletonegro.com\/v\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/09\/Cabimas-urbana.jpg\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" data-attachment-id=\"51938\" data-permalink=\"https:\/\/www.panfletonegro.com\/v\/2015\/09\/08\/casi-el-cielo\/cabimas-urbana-3\/\" data-orig-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.panfletonegro.com\/v\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/09\/Cabimas-urbana.jpg?fit=285%2C177&amp;ssl=1\" data-orig-size=\"285,177\" data-comments-opened=\"1\" data-image-title=\"Cabimas urbana\" data-image-description=\"\" data-image-caption=\"\" data-large-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.panfletonegro.com\/v\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/09\/Cabimas-urbana.jpg?fit=285%2C177&amp;ssl=1\" class=\"size-full wp-image-51938 alignleft\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.panfletonegro.com\/v\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/09\/Cabimas-urbana.jpg?resize=285%2C177\" alt=\"Cabimas urbana\" width=\"285\" height=\"177\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify\">Atravieso las nubes,\u00a0piso de mar diluido en el horizonte.\u00a0Mucha tierra poco verde.\u00a0Caigo suavemente,\u00a0mis pies se hacen mas pesados,\u00a0la gravedad se hace mas intensa.\u00a0Camino por tus calles,\u00a0llego al borde del espejo h\u00famedo\u00a0colmado de herrumbrosas flores de hierro\u00a0cada vez mas marchitas\u00a0que atravieso caminando. Una larga alfombra negra\u00a0que me lleva\u00a0hasta el alma. La g\u00e9nesis de lo que voy siendo. Me interno en la selva a orillas del espejo\u00a0en sus caminos\u00a0sobra la miseria y la desesperanza. Un sol abrasador que corona un d\u00eda eterno\u00a0mas largo que la noche,\u00a0una noche rasgada por latigazos grises\u00a0que iluminan la miseria. Latigazos grises que caen sin piedad\u00a0sobre el espejo h\u00famedo. Latigazos grises, caprichosos\u00a0que suelen destruir y matar. Latigazos grises celebrados y dolorosos,\u00a0la savia que mantiene viva\u00a0aquellas flores herrumbrosas se acabaran,\u00a0los despreciados habitantes del espejo\u00a0que alguna vez estuvieron no regresaran. Empezar\u00e1n a ser a\u00f1orados por quienes los recuerden. Todos se marcharan de un lugar\u00a0que para quien fui una vez\u00a0fue casi el cielo<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Modo Jos\u00e9 Antonio Ramos Sucre Atravieso las nubes,\u00a0piso de mar diluido en el horizonte.\u00a0Mucha tierra poco verde.\u00a0Caigo suavemente,\u00a0mis pies se hacen mas pesados,\u00a0la gravedad se hace mas intensa.\u00a0Camino por tus calles,\u00a0llego al borde del espejo h\u00famedo\u00a0colmado de herrumbrosas flores de hierro\u00a0cada vez mas marchitas\u00a0que atravieso caminando. Una larga alfombra negra\u00a0que me lleva\u00a0hasta el alma. La [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3482,"featured_media":51938,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_hide_featured_image":false,"_jetpack_featured_image_duplicate_dismissed":0,"_jetpack_feature_clip_id":0,"_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},"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[2],"tags":[4268],"class_list":["post-51937","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","category-poesia","tag-joseantonioramossucre-poesia-poesiavenezolana-literatura"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/pfpCD-dvH","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.panfletonegro.com\/v\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/09\/Cabimas-urbana.jpg?fit=285%2C177&ssl=1","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.panfletonegro.com\/v\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/51937","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.panfletonegro.com\/v\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.panfletonegro.com\/v\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.panfletonegro.com\/v\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3482"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.panfletonegro.com\/v\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=51937"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.panfletonegro.com\/v\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/51937\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.panfletonegro.com\/v\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/51938"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.panfletonegro.com\/v\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=51937"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.panfletonegro.com\/v\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=51937"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.panfletonegro.com\/v\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=51937"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}