tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-86686959861815583232011-07-07T18:36:49.265-07:00CasimiroEspacio de escritura con luces y tintasArrecifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00980775611212064654noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668695986181558323.post-22085609999039571172011-02-11T05:09:00.001-08:002011-02-11T05:36:06.887-08:00Otoño espeso<span xmlns=""></span><br /> <br /><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r0NXQ6Qmfvo/SkUb-9ca00I/AAAAAAAAACI/O7wHoZQNYZI/s1600/P1030582.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r0NXQ6Qmfvo/SkUb-9ca00I/AAAAAAAAACI/O7wHoZQNYZI/s320/P1030582.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"Siempre bajando" - Paola Cuevas.</td></tr></tbody></table><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: x-small;">Noches de hojarasca</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: x-small;"></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: x-small;">que se hacen trizas</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: x-small;">nos dejan a oscuras</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: x-small;">Cielo frío del otoño,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: x-small;">niños correteando,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: x-small;">árboles que dicen</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: x-small;">Vuelan gaviotas</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: x-small;">casas de chapa,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: x-small;">de puertas abiertas</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><br /><span style="font-size: x-small;"></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: x-small;">Camisetas y zapatos</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: x-small;">de agujeros negros</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: x-small;">Una mujer</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: x-small;">de bellos cabellos rojos</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: x-small;">que amenazan y amanecen</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: x-small;">El rufián de bigotes espesos</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: x-small;">como una sopa de puchero</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: x-small;">atiende la verdulería</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><br /><span style="font-size: x-small;"></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: x-small;">Una niña madre</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: x-small;">compra una manzana</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: x-small;">y sale mordiendo feliz</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: x-small;">Una gitana rubia</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: x-small;">con gloria de ojazos de noche</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: x-small;">mira por la ventana</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: x-small;">entre sábanas colgantes</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: x-small;">y colchones apilados</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><br /><span style="font-size: x-small;"></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: x-small;">Cruzando niños Maradonas</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: x-small;">los malos poetas entran al almacén</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: x-small;">en busca de un lastre para sus almas</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><br /><span style="font-size: x-small;"></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: x-small;">Ella vuelve con sus bolsas de las compras</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: x-small;">y los canallas más escabrosos,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: x-small;">que vienen desde las más diversas procedencias,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: x-small;">la miran con respeto y chamuyan bajito:</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: x-small;">hoy juega boca,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: x-small;">hoy tocan los pibes chorros.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: x-small;">y sonríen porque la vida es buena.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; font-size: 11pt; mso-ansi-language: ES-AR; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: ES-AR; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast;"><em><span style="font-size: x-small;">Extraìdo del Libro El Prado de la desnudez - Autor: Gonzalo Vera</span>.</em></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668695986181558323-2208560999903957117?l=casimirodesdeelsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Arrecifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00980775611212064654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668695986181558323.post-44092673150567592372011-02-10T19:49:00.000-08:002011-02-10T20:03:10.270-08:00La casa de la infancia<div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: x-small;"><strong>La casa de la infancia la llevo conmigo a donde vaya. La cuido como a mi propio presente. Ella no es algo que paso ni pasará, lo puedo asegurar es más que el tiempo (quizá por eso huele a viejo), y que una casa, porque sus paredes son blandas y deshacen las distancias. Sus cimientos son raíces hundidas en lo profundo de la vida, desde donde me habla, desde donde me recuerda lo que fui, me dice lo que soy y acaso murmura lo que seré.</strong></span></div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: x-small;"><strong></strong></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: x-small;"><strong>Es la piedra que me pule.</strong></span></div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: x-small;"><strong>Es el agua que me lava.</strong></span></div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><strong>La casa de la infancia sabe más que yo de mi mismo, y no tiene nombre, o en todo caso se llama dulces sueños bajo la parra, mimos de mi madre, juegos inútiles...</strong></span></span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br /></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><em>Matías Badcock</em></span></div></div> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: left;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Am97NNklI7w/Sx8OxlQeREI/AAAAAAAAAKM/8fkXdvB0aYc/s1600/rueda+pa+muestra2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" h5="true" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Am97NNklI7w/Sx8OxlQeREI/AAAAAAAAAKM/8fkXdvB0aYc/s200/rueda+pa+muestra2.JPG" width="200" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"El Juego" - Mercedes Villega</td></tr></tbody></table> <div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br /></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><blockquote style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"> <br /><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"> </div></blockquote></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668695986181558323-4409267315056759237?l=casimirodesdeelsur.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Arrecifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00980775611212064654noreply@blogger.com0