{"id":2388,"date":"2009-04-09T08:01:39","date_gmt":"2009-04-09T08:01:39","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/poeticas.es\/?p=2388"},"modified":"2017-09-06T15:44:19","modified_gmt":"2017-09-06T13:44:19","slug":"salvador-espriu","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/?p=2388","title":{"rendered":"Salvador Espriu"},"content":{"rendered":"<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"text-align: justify;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-2389\" title=\"Ni\u00f1a con gato, de Antoni Clav\u00e9\" src=\"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/04\/salvadorespriu.jpg\" alt=\"Ni\u00f1a con gato, de Antoni Clav\u00e9\" width=\"266\" height=\"334\" srcset=\"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/04\/salvadorespriu.jpg 266w, https:\/\/poeticas.es\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/04\/salvadorespriu-238x300.jpg 238w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 266px) 100vw, 266px\" \/><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"text-align: justify;\"><em>El gerundense Salvador Espriu (1913-1985) huy\u00f3 de los halagos sensoriales y sonoros para elaborar un lirismo sobrio, contenido, pero intenso, en torno a los problemas de la condici\u00f3n humana, su tiempo y su tierra.<\/em><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><strong>VERSOS, CAMINO ADELANTE<\/strong><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\">De un viejo color de plata<br \/>\nquisiera yo que fuesen<br \/>\nmis versos: de un noble,<br \/>\nantiguo color de plata.<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\">Ante la muerte, que trae<br \/>\nsecretas se\u00f1ales del rostro<br \/>\nque yo veo al mirarme,<br \/>\nbusco con ellos extinguidas<br \/>\nvoces del mar, paso de nubes,<br \/>\nlas distantes primaveras.<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\">Triste y libre, camino,<br \/>\nante la muerte que me mira,<br \/>\na la luz, por la plata<br \/>\nantigua de mis versos.<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"padding-left: 30px;\"><em>Mrs. Death<\/em>, 1952. Traducci\u00f3n de Jos\u00e9 Batll\u00f3.<\/p>\n<p><!--more--><\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 30px;\"><strong>VERSOS, ENLL\u00c0 DEL CAM\u00cd<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 30px;\">D\u2019un vell color de plata<br \/>\njo voldria que fossin<br \/>\nels meus versos: d\u2019un noble,<br \/>\nantic color de plata.<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 30px;\"><span lang=\"FR\">Davant la mort, que porta<br \/>\nsecrets senyals del rostre<br \/>\nque jo veig en mirar-me,<br \/>\ncerco amb ells extingides<br \/>\nveus del mar, pas de n\u00favol,<br \/>\nles distants primaveres.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 30px;\"><span lang=\"FR\">Trist i lliure, camino,<br \/>\ndavant la mort que em mira,<br \/>\na la llum, per la plata<br \/>\nantiga dels meus versos..<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 60px;\"><em><span lang=\"FR\">Mrs. Death<\/span><\/em><span lang=\"FR\">, 1952.<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>El gerundense Salvador Espriu (1913-1985) huy\u00f3 de los halagos sensoriales y sonoros para elaborar un lirismo sobrio, contenido, pero intenso, en torno a los problemas de la condici\u00f3n humana, su tiempo y su tierra. VERSOS, CAMINO ADELANTE De un viejo color de plata quisiera yo que fuesen mis versos: de un noble, antiguo color de&#8230; <\/p>\n<div class=\"read-more navbutton\"><a href=\"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/?p=2388\">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":[1,64],"tags":[15],"class_list":["post-2388","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","category-literatura-catalana","tag-xx"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2388","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=2388"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2388\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2391,"href":"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2388\/revisions\/2391"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=2388"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=2388"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=2388"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}