{"id":3462,"date":"2009-12-21T07:00:10","date_gmt":"2009-12-21T07:00:10","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/poeticas.es\/?p=3462"},"modified":"2017-09-06T15:40:19","modified_gmt":"2017-09-06T13:40:19","slug":"conrado-nale-roxlo","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/?p=3462","title":{"rendered":"Conrado Nal\u00e9 Roxlo"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-3463\" title=\"Figura recostada, de Santiago Cogorno\" src=\"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/09\/conradonale.jpg\" alt=\"Figura recostada, de Santiago Cogorno\" width=\"464\" height=\"345\" srcset=\"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/09\/conradonale.jpg 716w, https:\/\/poeticas.es\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/09\/conradonale-300x223.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 464px) 100vw, 464px\" \/><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><em>La poes\u00eda de Conrado Nal\u00e9 Roxlo (Argentina, 1898-1971) cultiv\u00f3 una poes\u00eda intimista, de gran perfecci\u00f3n formal, dentro del canon est\u00e9tico del <\/em>posmodernismo<em>. Tambi\u00e9n cultiv\u00f3 con acierto el pastiche literario.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><strong>EL GRILLO<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>M\u00fasica porque s\u00ed, m\u00fasica vana,<br \/>\ncomo la vana m\u00fasica del grillo,<br \/>\nmi coraz\u00f3n egl\u00f3gico y sencillo<br \/>\nse ha despertado grillo esta ma\u00f1ana.<\/p>\n<p>\u00bfEs este cielo azul de porcelana?<br \/>\n\u00bfEs una copa de oro el espinillo?<br \/>\n\u00bfO es que en mi nueva condici\u00f3n de grillo<br \/>\nveo todo a lo grillo esta ma\u00f1ana?<\/p>\n<p>\u00a1Qu\u00e9 bien suena la flauta de la rana!&#8230;<br \/>\nPero no es son de flauta: es un platillo<br \/>\nde vibrante cristal que a dos desgrana<\/p>\n<p>gotas de agua sonora. \u00a1Qu\u00e9 sencillo<br \/>\nes a quien tiene coraz\u00f3n de grillo<br \/>\ninterpretar la vida esta ma\u00f1ana!<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 30px;\"><em>El grillo<\/em>, 1923.<\/p>\n<p><strong>P\u00d3RTICO<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Este libro es la sombra de mi vida<br \/>\nfantasma de mi alma y de mi hora,<br \/>\nluz de jazm\u00edn en la pared derruida,<br \/>\nl\u00e1grima pura que la tarde dora.<\/p>\n<p>Yacente estatua de la luz perdida<br \/>\nde la alta noche en la inquietante flora,<br \/>\nque en abismos de sombra sumergida<br \/>\ncrea bajo los p\u00e1rpados la aurora.<\/p>\n<p>En cuerda de viol\u00edn, llamas y bruma.<br \/>\nAla del \u00e1ngel que me da la pluma<br \/>\npara que exprese mi temblor divino,<\/p>\n<p>esto que apenas es y ya se pierde.<br \/>\nFugaz grandeza de la rama verde,<br \/>\nbrazo de flor y pedestal de trino.<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 30px;\"><em>Claro desvelo<\/em>, 1937.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>La poes\u00eda de Conrado Nal\u00e9 Roxlo (Argentina, 1898-1971) cultiv\u00f3 una poes\u00eda intimista, de gran perfecci\u00f3n formal, dentro del canon est\u00e9tico del posmodernismo. Tambi\u00e9n cultiv\u00f3 con acierto el pastiche literario. EL GRILLO M\u00fasica porque s\u00ed, m\u00fasica vana, como la vana m\u00fasica del grillo, mi coraz\u00f3n egl\u00f3gico y sencillo se ha despertado grillo esta ma\u00f1ana. \u00bfEs este&#8230; <\/p>\n<div class=\"read-more navbutton\"><a href=\"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/?p=3462\">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":[1,19],"tags":[73,15],"class_list":["post-3462","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","category-literatura-argentina","tag-posmodernismo","tag-xx"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3462","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=3462"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3462\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4419,"href":"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3462\/revisions\/4419"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=3462"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=3462"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=3462"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}