{"id":2272,"date":"2009-04-05T14:26:41","date_gmt":"2009-04-05T14:26:41","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/poeticas.es\/?p=2272"},"modified":"2022-02-04T21:06:58","modified_gmt":"2022-02-04T19:06:58","slug":"angel-guinda","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/?p=2272","title":{"rendered":"\u00c1ngel Guinda"},"content":{"rendered":"<p class=\"MsoList\" style=\"text-align: justify;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-2273\" title=\"El bosque, de Jos\u00e9 Hern\u00e1ndez\" src=\"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/04\/angelguinda.jpg\" alt=\"El bosque, de Jos\u00e9 Hern\u00e1ndez\" width=\"400\" height=\"319\" srcset=\"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/04\/angelguinda.jpg 400w, https:\/\/poeticas.es\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/04\/angelguinda-300x239.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 400px) 100vw, 400px\" \/><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoList\" style=\"text-align: justify;\"><em>La poes\u00eda de <a href=\"http:\/\/www.angelguinda.com\/\">\u00c1ngel Guinda<\/a> (Zaragoza, 1948-Madrid, 2022) expresa mediante el uso de la iron\u00eda y la paradoja los desvelos y misterios de la existencia humana. Es, en palabras de su autor, \u201cconciencia con ciencia\u201d.<\/em><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoList\"><strong>HACIA UNA PO\u00c9TICA<\/strong><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoList\">No siempre la claridad viene del cielo.<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoList\">Escucha s\u00f3lo tu m\u00fasica cuando cantes,<br \/>\npor oscura que sea y espinosa.<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoList\">Que la luz te ensordezca,<br \/>\nque no te ciegue el ruido.<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoList\">Y tu obra<br \/>\nsea m\u00e1s que tu vida,<br \/>\nporque te contramuera.<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoList\" style=\"padding-left: 30px;\"><em>Vida \u00e1vida<\/em>, 1980-1990.<\/p>\n<p><!--more--><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoList\"><strong>EL POEMA<\/strong><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoList\">Escribir el poema<br \/>\nes estar, a la vez,<br \/>\ndentro y fuera del mundo<br \/>\ny de nosotros mismos.<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoList\">Consentir que el asombro<br \/>\nnos sit\u00fae y nos sitie;<br \/>\ndescerrajar el aire,<br \/>\natrapar los disparos.<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoList\">Escribir el poema<br \/>\nes sembrar el rel\u00e1mpago,<br \/>\ntraducir el silencio,<br \/>\natropellar la luz.<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoList\">Ser poema es ser nada<br \/>\nsi no hace vida en nadie.<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoList\" style=\"padding-left: 30px;\"><em>Claro interior<\/em>, 2007.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>La poes\u00eda de \u00c1ngel Guinda (Zaragoza, 1948-Madrid, 2022) expresa mediante el uso de la iron\u00eda y la paradoja los desvelos y misterios de la existencia humana. Es, en palabras de su autor, \u201cconciencia con ciencia\u201d. HACIA UNA PO\u00c9TICA No siempre la claridad viene del cielo. Escucha s\u00f3lo tu m\u00fasica cuando cantes, por oscura que sea&#8230; <\/p>\n<div class=\"read-more navbutton\"><a href=\"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/?p=2272\">Leer m\u00e1s<i class=\"fa fa-angle-double-right\"><\/i><\/a><\/div>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_exactmetrics_skip_tracking":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_active":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_note":"","_exactmetrics_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1,13],"tags":[15,36],"class_list":["post-2272","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","category-contemporaneos","tag-xx","tag-xxi"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2272","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=2272"}],"version-history":[{"count":6,"href":"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2272\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":5747,"href":"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2272\/revisions\/5747"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=2272"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=2272"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=2272"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}