{"id":3524,"date":"2012-06-29T09:03:28","date_gmt":"2012-06-29T09:03:28","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.davidzuker.com\/wikilydia\/?p=3524"},"modified":"2012-06-29T14:40:51","modified_gmt":"2012-06-29T14:40:51","slug":"t-s-eliot-poemas","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.davidzuker.com\/wikilydia\/2012\/06\/29\/t-s-eliot-poemas\/","title":{"rendered":"T. S. ELIOT.       Poemas"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<address><span style=\"color: #800080;\">\u00abMe diste jacintos por primera vez hace un a\u00f1o;<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"color: #800080;\">me llamaron la chica de los jacintos\u00bb<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"color: #800080;\">-Pero cuando volvimos, tarde, del jard\u00edn de los jacintos,<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"color: #800080;\">tus brazos llenos y tu pelo mojado, no pod\u00eda<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"color: #800080;\">hablar y me fallaban los ojos, no estaba ni<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"color: #800080;\">vivo ni muerto, ni sab\u00eda nada,<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"color: #800080;\">mirando en el coraz\u00f3n de la luz, el silencio.<\/span><\/address>\n<address>\u00a0<\/address>\n<address>\u00a0<\/address>\n<address>\u00a0<\/address>\n<address><a href=\"http:\/\/www.davidzuker.com\/wikilydia\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/06\/Le-regard-de-la-Papesse.-S.Boursat.-20021.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-full wp-image-3535\" title=\"Le regard de la Papesse. S.Boursat. 2002\" src=\"http:\/\/www.davidzuker.com\/wikilydia\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/06\/Le-regard-de-la-Papesse.-S.Boursat.-20021.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"494\" height=\"349\" srcset=\"http:\/\/www.davidzuker.com\/wikilydia\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/06\/Le-regard-de-la-Papesse.-S.Boursat.-20021.jpg 494w, http:\/\/www.davidzuker.com\/wikilydia\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/06\/Le-regard-de-la-Papesse.-S.Boursat.-20021-300x211.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 494px) 100vw, 494px\" \/><\/a><\/address>\n<address>\u00a0<\/address>\n<address>\u00a0<\/address>\n<address>\u00a0<\/address>\n<address>\u00a0<\/address>\n<address>\u00a0<\/address>\n<address>\u00a0<\/address>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #000080;\"><br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<address style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #000080;\">Madame Sesostris, famosa vidente,<\/span><\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #000080;\">ten\u00eda un fuerte resfriado, sin embargo<\/span><\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #000080;\">es conocida como la mujer m\u00e1s sabia de Europa,<\/span><\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #000080;\">con una perversa baraja. Aqu\u00ed, dijo,<\/span><\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #000080;\">est\u00e1 su carta, el Marinero Fenicio ahogado,<\/span><\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #000080;\">(perlas son estos que fueron sus ojos. \u00a1Mirad!)<\/span><\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #000080;\">Aqu\u00ed est\u00e1 Belladonna, la Se\u00f1ora de las Piedras,<\/span><\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #000080;\">la dama de las situaciones.<\/span><\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #000080;\">Aqu\u00ed est\u00e1 el Hombre de los Tres Bastos, y aqu\u00ed la Rueda,<\/span><\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #000080;\">y aqu\u00ed el mercader tuerto, y esta carta,<\/span><\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #000080;\">que est\u00e1 en blanco, es algo que lleva \u00e9l a la espalda,<\/span><\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #000080;\">que me est\u00e1 prohibido ver. No encuentro<\/span><\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #000080;\">al Hombre Ahorcado. Tema la muerte por agua.<\/span><\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #000080;\">Veo multitudes de gente, dando vueltas en un c\u00edrculo.<\/span><\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #000080;\">Gracias. Si ve a mi querida Mrs. Equitone<\/span><\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #000080;\">d\u00edgale que yo misma le llevar\u00e9 el hor\u00f3scopo:<\/span><\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #000080;\">en estos tiempos hay que tener mucho cuidado.<\/span><\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: left;\">\u00a0<\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: left;\">\u00a0<\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: left;\">\u00a0<\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: left;\">\u00a0<\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: left;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.davidzuker.com\/wikilydia\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/06\/paintings-RelativeTime.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright size-medium wp-image-3530\" title=\"paintings-RelativeTime\" src=\"http:\/\/www.davidzuker.com\/wikilydia\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/06\/paintings-RelativeTime-300x298.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"298\" srcset=\"http:\/\/www.davidzuker.com\/wikilydia\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/06\/paintings-RelativeTime-300x298.jpg 300w, http:\/\/www.davidzuker.com\/wikilydia\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/06\/paintings-RelativeTime-150x150.jpg 150w, http:\/\/www.davidzuker.com\/wikilydia\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/06\/paintings-RelativeTime.jpg 792w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a><\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: left;\">\u00a0<\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: left;\">\u00a0<\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: left;\">\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0<\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: left;\">\u00a0<\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: left;\">\u00a0<span style=\"color: #003300;\">El tiempo presente y el tiempo pasado<\/span><\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #003300;\">est\u00e1n quiz\u00e1 presentes los dos en el tiempo futuro<\/span><\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #003300;\">y el tiempo futuro contenido en el tiempo pasado.<\/span><\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #003300;\">Si todo tiempo es eternamente presente<\/span><\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #003300;\">todo tiempo es irredimible.<\/span><\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #003300;\">Lo que pod\u00eda haber sido es una abstracci\u00f3n<\/span><\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #003300;\">que queda como perpetua posibilidad<\/span><\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #003300;\">s\u00f3lo en un mundo de especulaci\u00f3n.<\/span><\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #003300;\">Lo que pod\u00eda haber sido y lo que ha sido<\/span><\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #003300;\">apuntan a un solo fin, que est\u00e1 siempre presente.<\/span><\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #003300;\">Hay eco de pisadas en la memoria<\/span><\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #003300;\">all\u00e1 por el pasadizo que no tomamos<\/span><\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #003300;\">hacia la puerta que nunca abrimos<\/span><\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #003300;\">a la rosaleda. Mis palabras tienen eco<\/span><\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #003300;\">as\u00ed, en vuestra mente<\/span><\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: left;\">\u00a0<\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: left;\">\u00a0<\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: left;\">\u00a0<\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: left;\">\u00a0<\/address>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; \u00abMe diste jacintos por primera vez hace un a\u00f1o; me llamaron la chica de los jacintos\u00bb -Pero cuando volvimos, tarde, del jard\u00edn de los jacintos, tus brazos llenos y tu pelo mojado, no pod\u00eda hablar y me fallaban los &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/www.davidzuker.com\/wikilydia\/2012\/06\/29\/t-s-eliot-poemas\/\">Sigue leyendo <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[10],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-3524","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poesia"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.davidzuker.com\/wikilydia\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3524","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.davidzuker.com\/wikilydia\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.davidzuker.com\/wikilydia\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.davidzuker.com\/wikilydia\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.davidzuker.com\/wikilydia\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3524"}],"version-history":[{"count":26,"href":"http:\/\/www.davidzuker.com\/wikilydia\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3524\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3553,"href":"http:\/\/www.davidzuker.com\/wikilydia\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3524\/revisions\/3553"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.davidzuker.com\/wikilydia\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3524"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.davidzuker.com\/wikilydia\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3524"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.davidzuker.com\/wikilydia\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3524"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}