{"id":267,"date":"2012-05-02T23:57:57","date_gmt":"2012-05-02T21:57:57","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.canal-literatura.com\/Apoesia7\/?p=267"},"modified":"2012-05-02T23:57:57","modified_gmt":"2012-05-02T21:57:57","slug":"32-poema-de-un-desaparecido-por-aliver","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.canal-literatura.com\/Apoesia7\/32-poema-de-un-desaparecido-por-aliver\/","title":{"rendered":"32- Poema de un desaparecido. Por Aliver"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Esta muy negra la noche,<br \/>\ny en el viento helado<br \/>\na\u00fan flamea la bandera argentina.<!--more--><br \/>\nMientras escucho explosiones lejanas,<br \/>\nmi mente se remonta distante<br \/>\nhacia unos cerros rojizos,<br \/>\nen el c\u00e1lido ocaso del d\u00eda.<br \/>\nApostado con casco y fusil<br \/>\nestoy presto para combatir,<br \/>\nhambriento y con mucho fr\u00edo.<br \/>\nMientras escucho explosiones cercanas,<br \/>\ncomo quisiera estar en mis sierras<br \/>\nenvuelto en sus quebradas<br \/>\ngozando de la paz en el alma.<br \/>\nPero ya ven\u2026<br \/>\nCon mis dieciocho a\u00f1os,<br \/>\nestoy en una cueva en Malvinas<br \/>\ny los ingleses ya est\u00e1n llegando\u2026.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Esta muy negra la noche, y en el viento helado a\u00fan flamea la bandera argentina.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[5],"tags":[10],"class_list":["post-267","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poemas","tag-poemas-2"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.canal-literatura.com\/Apoesia7\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/267","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.canal-literatura.com\/Apoesia7\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.canal-literatura.com\/Apoesia7\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.canal-literatura.com\/Apoesia7\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.canal-literatura.com\/Apoesia7\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=267"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.canal-literatura.com\/Apoesia7\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/267\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.canal-literatura.com\/Apoesia7\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=267"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.canal-literatura.com\/Apoesia7\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=267"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.canal-literatura.com\/Apoesia7\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=267"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}