{"id":12269,"date":"2012-09-29T16:55:38","date_gmt":"2012-09-29T15:55:38","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/poesiamas.net\/blog\/?p=12269"},"modified":"2015-03-14T00:50:57","modified_gmt":"2015-03-14T00:50:57","slug":"la-vida-roja","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/escribocreativo.com\/blog\/2012\/09\/29\/la-vida-roja\/","title":{"rendered":"La vida roja"},"content":{"rendered":"<blockquote>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/escribocreativo.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/thislivinghand.jpeg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-12270\" title=\"thislivinghand\" src=\"https:\/\/escribocreativo.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/thislivinghand.jpeg\" alt=\"\" width=\"400\" height=\"271\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Esta mano viviente, ahora c\u00e1lida y capaz<br \/>\nde dar un apret\u00f3n honrado, si estuviera fr\u00eda<br \/>\ny en el silencio helado de la tumba,<br \/>\ntanto rondar\u00eda tus d\u00edas y refrescar\u00eda tus noches de sue\u00f1o<br \/>\nque t\u00fa desear\u00edas que tu propio coraz\u00f3n se secara de sangre<br \/>\npara que la vida roja corriera de nuevo por mis venas<br \/>\ny tu conciencia volviera a estar tranquila -mira, aqu\u00ed est\u00e1-.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><em>This living hand<\/em>, John Keats.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-size: x-small;\"><strong>Imagen: <a href=\"http:\/\/runningonlovemailart.blogspot.com\" target=\"_blank\">runningonlovemailart.blogspot.com<\/a><\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">[email_link]\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Esta mano viviente, ahora c\u00e1lida y capaz de dar un apret\u00f3n honrado, si estuviera fr\u00eda y en el silencio helado de la tumba, tanto rondar\u00eda tus d\u00edas y refrescar\u00eda tus noches de sue\u00f1o que t\u00fa desear\u00edas que tu propio coraz\u00f3n se secara de sangre para que la vida roja corriera de nuevo por mis venas y tu conciencia volviera a[&#8230;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3608],"tags":[157,1750,1989,2625,3424],"class_list":["post-12269","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-literatura","tag-amor","tag-john-keats","tag-la-ciudad-y-las-letras","tag-poema","tag-vida"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/escribocreativo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12269","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/escribocreativo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/escribocreativo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/escribocreativo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/escribocreativo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=12269"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/escribocreativo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12269\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/escribocreativo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=12269"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/escribocreativo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=12269"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/escribocreativo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=12269"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}