{"id":8102,"date":"2019-11-05T11:20:57","date_gmt":"2019-11-05T14:20:57","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.viajeraeditorial.com.ar\/?p=8102"},"modified":"2019-11-05T11:23:15","modified_gmt":"2019-11-05T14:23:15","slug":"un-estanque-gris-verdoso-eugenia-coiro","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/viajeraeditorial.ar\/blog\/2019\/11\/un-estanque-gris-verdoso-eugenia-coiro\/","title":{"rendered":"Un estanque gris verdoso * Eugenia Coiro"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Un estanque en gris verdoso. Oscuridad del d\u00eda. No un ni\u00f1o. Una criatura de fieltro porosa vegetal, mineral. Se mueve con la inercia del creador o del viento.<br \/>\nUna superficie<br \/>\nastringente piedra<br \/>\np\u00f3mez.<br \/>\nEsponja en el paladar.<br \/>\nEl sol no penetra. No est\u00e1, no es calor ni rayos amarillos.<br \/>\nQuiero encontrar el hilo.<br \/>\nEs la ausencia de continuidad lo que me impide, corta, rebana. Relato mu\u00f1\u00f3n. Redondo sin aristas sin significados ocultos excepto la falta. La historia de una p\u00e9rdida. EL origen de la p\u00e9rdida.<br \/>\nLo engendrado por la herida. Residuos.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Eugenia Coiro<\/strong>, 2019.<\/p>\n<p>De la serie in\u00e9dita <em>Espacio interior<\/em>.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_8108\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-8108\" style=\"width: 632px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-8108\" src=\"http:\/\/www.viajeraeditorial.ar\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/11\/nalba-632x654.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"632\" height=\"654\" srcset=\"https:\/\/viajeraeditorial.ar\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/11\/nalba-632x654.jpg 632w, https:\/\/viajeraeditorial.ar\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/11\/nalba-257x266.jpg 257w, https:\/\/viajeraeditorial.ar\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/11\/nalba-350x362.jpg 350w, https:\/\/viajeraeditorial.ar\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/11\/nalba.jpg 712w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 632px) 100vw, 632px\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-8108\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Nalbantidou<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; &nbsp; Un estanque en gris verdoso. Oscuridad del d\u00eda. No un ni\u00f1o. Una criatura de fieltro porosa vegetal, mineral. Se mueve con la inercia del creador o del viento. Una superficie astringente piedra p\u00f3mez. Esponja en el paladar. El sol no penetra. No est\u00e1, no es calor ni rayos amarillos. Quiero encontrar el hilo. [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":8108,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[253],"tags":[149],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/viajeraeditorial.ar\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8102"}],"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\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/viajeraeditorial.ar\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=8102"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/viajeraeditorial.ar\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8102\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":8110,"href":"https:\/\/viajeraeditorial.ar\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8102\/revisions\/8110"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/viajeraeditorial.ar\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/8108"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/viajeraeditorial.ar\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=8102"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/viajeraeditorial.ar\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=8102"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/viajeraeditorial.ar\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=8102"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}