{"id":3758,"date":"2011-02-07T07:00:47","date_gmt":"2011-02-07T05:00:47","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/poeticas.es\/?p=3758"},"modified":"2017-09-06T15:35:34","modified_gmt":"2017-09-06T13:35:34","slug":"wallace-stevens","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/?p=3758","title":{"rendered":"Wallace Stevens"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-3759\" title=\"Bodeg\u00f3n con manzanas y vaso verde, de Charles Demuth\" src=\"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/01\/wallacestevens.jpg\" alt=\"Bodeg\u00f3n con manzanas y vaso verde, de Charles Demuth\" width=\"377\" height=\"320\" srcset=\"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/01\/wallacestevens.jpg 471w, https:\/\/poeticas.es\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/01\/wallacestevens-300x254.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 377px) 100vw, 377px\" \/><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><em>Para Wallace Stevens (Estados Unidos, 1879-1955), la poes\u00eda es \u00abun esfuerzo del hombre insatisfecho por encontrar satisfacci\u00f3n a trav\u00e9s de las palabras; a veces, del pensador insatisfecho por encontrar satisfacci\u00f3n a trav\u00e9s de sus emociones\u00bb. <\/em><\/p>\n<p><strong>LA POES\u00cdA ES EL TEMA DEL POEMA&#8230;<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>La poes\u00eda es el tema del poema.<br \/>\nDe aqu\u00ed el poema nace<\/p>\n<p>Y aqu\u00ed vuelve. Entre ambos,<br \/>\nNacimiento y retorno,<\/p>\n<p>Hay una ausencia en lo real,<br \/>\nLas cosas como son. O eso es lo que decimos.<\/p>\n<p>\u00bfPero est\u00e1n separados? \u00bfEs acaso una ausencia?<br \/>\nPara el poema, que all\u00ed adquiere<\/p>\n<p>Su verdadera faz, verde de sol,<br \/>\nRojo de nube, tierra que siente, cielo que piensa?<\/p>\n<p>De \u00e9stos toma. Tal vez da<br \/>\nEn reciprocidad universal.<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 30px;\"><em>El hombre de la guitarra azul<\/em>, 1937. Traducci\u00f3n de Andr\u00e9s S\u00e1nchez Robayna.<\/p>\n<p><!--more--><\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 30px;\"><strong>POETRY IS THE SUBJECT OF THE POEM&#8230;<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 30px;\">Poetry is the subject of the poem,<br \/>\nFrom this the poem issues and<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 30px;\">To this returns. Between the two,<br \/>\nBetween issue and return, there is<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 30px;\">An absence in reality,<br \/>\nThings as they are. Or so we say.<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 30px;\">But are these separate? Is it<br \/>\nAn absence for the poem, which acquires<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 30px;\">Its true appearances there, sun\u2019s green,<br \/>\nCloud\u2019s red, earth feeling, sky that thinks?<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 30px;\">From these it takes. Perhaps it gives,<br \/>\nIn the universal intercourse.<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 60px;\"><em>The Man with the Blue Guitar<\/em>, 1937.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Para Wallace Stevens (Estados Unidos, 1879-1955), la poes\u00eda es \u00abun esfuerzo del hombre insatisfecho por encontrar satisfacci\u00f3n a trav\u00e9s de las palabras; a veces, del pensador insatisfecho por encontrar satisfacci\u00f3n a trav\u00e9s de sus emociones\u00bb. LA POES\u00cdA ES EL TEMA DEL POEMA&#8230; La poes\u00eda es el tema del poema. 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