tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56299942434883519392023-11-16T16:59:34.028+01:00A MULLER METÁFORAFree your mind and share your creations!
This is a blog where I give expression to my thoughts on poetry, drama, acting and arts in general.
POESÍA E TEATRO EN ESTADO PURO!!Fátima N. Delgadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00830505929301053491noreply@blogger.comBlogger44125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629994243488351939.post-59547555388807932882013-12-08T12:47:00.001+01:002013-12-08T12:47:43.363+01:004 POEMAS de Antiinspiración, colectivo Dosxun
<iframe width="542" height="115" src="http://www.goear.com/embed/sound/99e72fe" marginheight="0" align="top" scrolling="no" frameborder="0" hspace="0" vspace="0" allowfullscreen></iframe>Fátima N. Delgadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00830505929301053491noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629994243488351939.post-15088906828196855832013-03-07T22:18:00.000+01:002013-03-07T22:18:33.198+01:00MULLERES/MUJERES<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span lang="GL" style="line-height: 200%;"> </span><span style="line-height: 40px;">VUELVE el ruido de tacones</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 40px;">clac, clac, clac,</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 40px;">retumbando en el pecho</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 40px;">clac, clac, clac.</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 40px;"> Vuelvo a ponerme el disfraz de madre</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 40px;">bajo del camisón de los pechos caídos.</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 40px;"> Se me arruga el cuerpo y prefieres cerrar los ojos.</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 40px;">Eres de los que aún no percibes</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 40px;">la belleza robada de una mano que huele a lejía,</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 40px;">ni el corazón latiendo</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 40px;">como el calor</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 40px;">que desprende un horno.</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 40px;"> Hacemos gala de nuestros trucos</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 40px;">cuando cambiamos pañales</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 40px;">sin que la mierda nos salpique.</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 200%;">VOLVE o ruído de
tacóns</span></div>
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<span lang="GL">clac, clac, clac,</span></div>
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<span lang="GL">percutindo no peito</span></div>
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<span lang="GL">clac, clac, clac.</span></div>
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<span lang="GL"> Volvo poñerme o disfrace de mai</span></div>
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<span lang="GL">embaixo o camisón dos
peitos caídos.</span></div>
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<span lang="GL"> Engúrraseme o corpo e prefires
pechar os ollos.</span></div>
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<span lang="GL">Es dos que aínda non
percibes </span></div>
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<span lang="GL">a beleza roubada
dunha man que cheira a lixivia,</span></div>
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<span lang="GL">nin o corazón
latexando</span></div>
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<span lang="GL">como o calor</span></div>
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<span lang="GL">que desprende un forno.</span></div>
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<span lang="GL"> </span><span style="line-height: 200%; text-indent: 35.4pt;">Facemos
gala dos nosos trucos</span></div>
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<span lang="GL">cando cambiamos
cueiros </span></div>
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<span lang="GL">sen que a merda nos
salpique.</span></div>
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Fátima N. Delgadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00830505929301053491noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629994243488351939.post-23902762341197686242012-07-05T13:49:00.001+02:002012-07-05T13:49:13.689+02:00O Barco das letras- poema e canción<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Por segunda vez o programa de radio COPE Valdeorras O Barco das Letras lémbrase da miña poesía.<br />
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Nesta ocasión a miña querida tía Elva Delgado recitará o meu poema "Toda Estirpe" e posteriormente soará a canción "Invierno"(con letra da miña autoría) do grupo valdeorrés Trasnochando, co meu curmán Jorge á cabeza. <br />
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Familia Delgado, familia de artistas!<br />
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Hai pouco tiven a sorte de ter o protagonismo no programa literario da COPE Valdeorras O barco das Letras, presentado polo profesor de lingua galega Manuel Agra Villar.<br />
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Falouse da miña traxectoria poética e varios alumnos do IES Martaguisela recitaron varios dos poemas do meu libro VESTIDA DE DOMINGO.<br />
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<div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>Silencio.</b></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>Escoita o sol,</b></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>Escoita o vento.</b></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>Oénse os pasos</b></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>dun balbordo automático.</b></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>Silencio.</b></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>Naces.</b></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>Estudias.</b></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>Traballas.</b></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>Búscase vida adulta programada.</b></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>Silencio.</b></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>O sangue é máis espeso cá auga. </b></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>Se che empresto unha pinga,</b></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>ti devolverasme </b></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>unha fonte enteira.</b></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b><i><span lang="GL">Ssshhh</span></i><span lang="GL">. Silencio.</span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>Quéixaste ao mundo</b></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>como unha muller nunha gaiola.</b></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>Dóeste, tes medo.</b></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>Enmaráñanseche as ás. </b></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>Sucumbes ao silencio.</b></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>Loitas.</b></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>Berras.</b></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>Voas</b></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>tan alto como podes e</b></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>derrotas ao silencio.</b></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>Agora escribes nas paredes,</b></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>dormes á intemperie,</b></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>mófaste da falsa tristura</b></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>dun camareiro.</b></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>Ríste,</b></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>presumes da túa brillante plumaxe de femia.</b></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>Nunca calas.</b></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>Xa non escoitas o silencio.</b></span></span></div></div>Fátima N. Delgadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00830505929301053491noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629994243488351939.post-40550075161540609892012-02-17T13:39:00.003+01:002012-02-27T21:10:41.989+01:00Chocan los barcos en la niebla, La equidistancia<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/gzwc32eEQo8?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>Dos poemas en castellano del libro Vestida de Domingo, música Trasnochando</div>Fátima N. Delgadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00830505929301053491noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629994243488351939.post-4522830664448488602012-02-17T13:38:00.003+01:002012-02-27T21:12:32.866+01:00Hai flores rotas<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/0LKqPKeBRbA?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>Poema de Vestida de Domingo e música de Trasnochando</div>Fátima N. Delgadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00830505929301053491noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629994243488351939.post-42595124177404396472012-02-17T13:37:00.001+01:002012-02-27T21:13:03.527+01:00Alfa, Albiscan, XXVIII, XXIII<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/Yr-1UXGruRU?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>Catro poemas breves recitados coa música de Trasnochando</div>Fátima N. Delgadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00830505929301053491noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629994243488351939.post-6093750327595790082012-02-16T12:43:00.001+01:002012-02-27T21:13:24.388+01:00NENIA a un heroe caído<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/bLhNrlDcHYs?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>Poema do libro Vestida de Domingo, música do grupo valdeorrés Trasnochando.</div>Fátima N. Delgadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00830505929301053491noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629994243488351939.post-4901799752300707252012-02-16T12:37:00.001+01:002012-02-27T21:13:48.128+01:00Presentación VESTIDA DE DOMINGO<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/SBDzVb3h9yg?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>Presentación do acto a cargo da xornalista Raquel Fernández. Neste vídeo esta a presentación do acto e dous poemas lidos pola autora.</div>Fátima N. Delgadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00830505929301053491noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629994243488351939.post-50158234148704266242011-12-27T18:40:00.001+01:002012-02-27T21:14:06.316+01:00PRESENTACIÓN DO LIBRO<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigY7yLt0J-zYP7KRLBo7uKMIqLghCAhkw1rb2i44nDEhdcO7mX_fG1S04XQV7ugXT4C57LUBhh6uL96knDpiXkQFjtjoAk2k8twVBioieFc6TFUny__ffjVLG8TM37CB8kSKYRBDT-1l8/s1600/Libro+Fati.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigY7yLt0J-zYP7KRLBo7uKMIqLghCAhkw1rb2i44nDEhdcO7mX_fG1S04XQV7ugXT4C57LUBhh6uL96knDpiXkQFjtjoAk2k8twVBioieFc6TFUny__ffjVLG8TM37CB8kSKYRBDT-1l8/s320/Libro+Fati.jpg" width="235" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">MARTES 27 DE DECEMBRO</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">GALERÍA SARGADELOS </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">19.30, O BARCO DE VALDEORRAS</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Acto presentado por Raquel Fernández Cruz, recital poético a cargo da autora con música en directo do grupo Trasnochando.</div><br />
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<div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">balas de neve,</span></div><div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">nubes de neve,</span></div><div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">folerpas de neve,</span></div><div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">cada vez máis grandes e compactas.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">O vento empuxa o tempo</span></div><div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">o día que nacín,</span></div><div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">o frío apura o parto e dilata a vaxina.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Dous centímetros.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Contracción.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Tres minutos.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Contracción.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Dous centímetros.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Empuxa.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Suor. Berros. Respira.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Suor. Berros. Respira.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Empuxa. Empuxa. Empuxa!</span></div><div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Sufoco.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Pranto agudo.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Cordón umbilical.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Case tres Kilos e medio.</span></div></div>Fátima N. Delgadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00830505929301053491noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629994243488351939.post-9266868610804717082011-03-21T14:16:00.002+01:002012-02-27T21:14:53.347+01:00Día mundial da poesía<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="318" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/J7MilDEFDBM" title="YouTube video player" width="384"></iframe></div>Fátima N. Delgadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00830505929301053491noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629994243488351939.post-47678656550908620532010-09-27T17:27:00.013+02:002012-02-27T21:15:12.349+01:00NUEVO poemario en internet<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">A partir de ahora podremos gozar de mi último poemario "Aullidos" en la red. Se trata de un conjunto de treinta gritos, ladridos y desgarros de este mundo brutal que nos rodea. <br />
La versión íntegra e inédita se encuentra en la web de la librería <a href="http://www.arrebatolibros.com/es/2010/09/18/aullidos/">Arrebato libros</a> de Madrid. Desde aquí aprovecho para agradecerles esta iniciativa de publicación tan productiva para <a href="mailto:l@s">l@s</a> internautas amantes de la poesía.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.arrebatolibros.com/es/2010/09/18/aullidos/" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="41" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtrdtj_dWex3KeXgfR37whElfkg7mgE2xvO1c1F8-MxCvZ6mjIsRTg46puNYhL-O4ECoyj2kL2yYQ12mZVN5E777mL-j7kiRWhHkuqe_kYDku7-vXvq7U4RV2vXGQJrzO-3Oi4BQ46xaI/s400/banner_arrebato_libros.png" width="400" /></a></div></div>Fátima N. Delgadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00830505929301053491noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629994243488351939.post-64198038829020782192010-09-11T12:04:00.003+02:002012-02-27T21:15:37.607+01:00Revista Poe+ número 6<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">En este verano tan sumamente poético tuve el placer de colaborar con la revista <a href="http://issuu.com/bruno_jordan1/docs/numero6">Poe+</a> con un micropoema bilingüe galego-castellano.<br />
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Lullaby is a never-ending poem. This is homage to all the women, children and people who have ever suffered any kind of abuse. It is a song in twenty-two languages: a universal cry. <br />
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Un poema interminábel, homenaxe a todas esas mulleres, cativos e persoas que sufriron o maltrato algunha vez. Unha cantiga en vintedúas linguas. Un berro universal.<br />
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Gracias, graciñas, thanks to all that made this possible: Megu (japonés), Manu(galego), Annour y Elías (árabe), Sebastian (polaco), Emilia (suomi), Von (tagalo), Markella (griego), Raluca (rumano), Suzanne (alemán), Sonia (catalá), Yan (chino), Paul (euskera), Nick (inglés), Luciana (portugués), Steven (sueco), Olga (ruso), Raúl (español), Nino y Lela (georgiano), Marie Claude (francés), Ale (italiano), Raisath (malalum) y Patrick (gaélico irlandés). <br />
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<img border="0" height="320" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/137/4026/1600/Corteza%20dactilar.1.jpg" tt="true" width="255" /></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">HAI FLORES ROTAS</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">no chan que</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">ninguén barre que </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">ninguén pisa.</div>Flores rotas pingando<br />
de chuvia<br />
peor que murchas<br />
máis tristemente,<br />
escachadas,<br />
esparexidas sen sentido,<br />
insultadas,<br />
abusadas<br />
polos insectos<br />
FELICES.<br />
Máncanme nos ollos.<br />
Inféctanme nos bicos<br />
dos oídos<br />
coas súas bágoas<br />
velenosas.<br />
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Hai flores rotas<br />
so a pedra negra de lique e<br />
camelias tocando cruces.<br />
Nacen crisantemos nun curruncho<br />
do salón.<br />
Imaxínanse Roseiras<br />
no meu cuarto,<br />
case espidas,<br />
indómitas ao contacto<br />
do LUME.<br />
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Hai flores rotas<br />
no peitoril da fiestra,<br />
hipnotizadas,<br />
espantadas polo teu<br />
movemento de pestanas e<br />
cheiro a trevo.<br />
Morrendo unha morte pequena.<br />
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Eis TI recompoñelas<br />
unha a unha,<br />
pétalo a pétalo,<br />
nesta beirarrúa cuadriculada.<br />
Existindo.<br />
Impedindo que Eu sexa unha delas.<br />
Coidando que non volvan<br />
ROMPERCHE<br />
na man.<br />
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HAY FLORES ROTAS <br />
en el suelo <br />
que nadie barre <br />
que nadie pisa. <br />
Flores rotas goteando<br />
lluvia,<br />
peor que marchitas<br />
más tristemente,<br />
desmenuzadas,<br />
esparcidas sin sentido,<br />
insultadas,<br />
abusadas<br />
por los insectos<br />
FELICES.<br />
Me lastiman en los ojos.<br />
Me infectan la punta<br />
de los oídos<br />
con sus lágrimas<br />
venenosas.<br />
Hay flores rotas<br />
sobre la piedra negra de liquen y<br />
camelias tocando cruces.<br />
Nacen crisantemos en una esquina<br />
del salón.<br />
Se imaginan los Rosales<br />
en mi cuarto,<br />
casi desnudos,<br />
indómitos al contacto<br />
del FUEGO.<br />
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Hay flores rotas<br />
en el alféizar de la ventana,<br />
hipnotizadas,<br />
espantadas por tu<br />
movimiento de pestañas y<br />
olor a trébol.<br />
Muriendo una muerte pequeña.<br />
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Pero TÚ las recompones, <br />
una a una,<br />
pétalo a pétalo,<br />
en este margen cuadriculado.<br />
Existiendo.<br />
Impidiendo que Yo sea una de ellas.<br />
<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Cuidando que no se te vuelvan</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">a ROMPER</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">en la palma de la mano.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Texto: Fátima N. Delgado</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Fotografía: <i>Corteza dactilar</i> por Néstor Revuelta Zarzosa<br />
Poema publicado en la revista <em>Dulce Arsénico</em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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<span style="color: black; font-size: large;">LULLABY</span><br />
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<span style="color: black; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Orphilia sings for</span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">the children of fear.</span><br />
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<span style="color: black; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">She sings and relieves their traumas.</span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">She sings and heals black eyes.</span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">She sings and soothes the silent mouths to sleep.</span><br />
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<span style="color: black; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Orphilia sings for </span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">the children of fear.</span><br />
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<span style="color: black; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">She sings and melts the wax wings.</span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">She sings and makes up whimsical fables</span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">She sings and distributes the remaining lives</span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">of Ulysses</span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">the cat.</span><br />
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<a href="http://zonatrailer.com/2010/02/video-de-la-exposicion-sobre-alicia-en-el-pais-de-las-maravillas/">http://zonatrailer.com/2010/02/video-de-la-exposicion-sobre-alicia-en-el-pais-de-las-maravillas/</a><br />
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