{"id":1354,"date":"2013-06-21T23:33:00","date_gmt":"2013-06-21T23:33:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/viajeraeditora.wordpress.com\/2013\/06\/21\/belara-michan-color-cuerpo"},"modified":"2015-06-18T03:14:54","modified_gmt":"2015-06-18T06:14:54","slug":"belara-michan-color-cuerpo","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/viajeraeditorial.ar\/blog\/2013\/06\/belara-michan-color-cuerpo\/","title":{"rendered":"Belara Mich\u00e1n: color cuerpo"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Emil Nolde. Bailarina de las velas. 1912.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n
un higo me dio directo entre los ojos<\/span><\/div>\n
y entonces por fin vi<\/span><\/div>\n
la figura completa<\/span><\/div>\n
eran miles de piernas, largas, hermosas<\/span><\/div>\n
un poco descorridas las medias<\/span><\/div>\n
desiguales<\/span><\/div>\n
me barr\u00edan el pelo como una lluvia de rubor<\/span><\/div>\n
me dejaban la cara encendida y los brazos alertas<\/span><\/div>\n
para alcanzar o recibir<\/span><\/div>\n
la primera fruta que cayera a mis pies<\/span><\/div>\n
ser\u00eda m\u00eda<\/span><\/div>\n
el recorrido era vertiginoso<\/span><\/div>\n
como las curvas de esos pies bailarines<\/span><\/div>\n
cuando buscan desperezarse<\/span><\/div>\n
y se arquean tensionados<\/span><\/div>\n
c\u00f3mo se cierran\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n
feroces de repente<\/span><\/div>\n
como si no pudieran, al mismo tiempo<\/span><\/div>\n
todos<\/span><\/div>\n
vivir bajo la misma sombra<\/span><\/div>\n

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Belara Mich\u00e1n, cuerpoadentro, Viajera Editorial, 2011<\/span><\/div>\n

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Emil Nolde. Bailarina de las velas. 1912. un higo me dio directo entre los ojos y entonces por fin vi la figura completa eran miles de piernas, largas, hermosas un poco descorridas las medias desiguales me barr\u00edan el pelo como una lluvia de rubor me dejaban la cara encendida y los brazos alertas para alcanzar […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":3934,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[4],"tags":[130,60,84],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/viajeraeditorial.ar\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1354"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/viajeraeditorial.ar\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/viajeraeditorial.ar\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/viajeraeditorial.ar\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/viajeraeditorial.ar\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1354"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/viajeraeditorial.ar\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1354\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3936,"href":"https:\/\/viajeraeditorial.ar\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1354\/revisions\/3936"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/viajeraeditorial.ar\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/3934"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/viajeraeditorial.ar\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1354"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/viajeraeditorial.ar\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1354"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/viajeraeditorial.ar\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1354"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}