{"id":479,"date":"2009-02-04T19:39:05","date_gmt":"2009-02-04T19:39:05","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/poeticas.es\/?p=479"},"modified":"2017-09-06T15:47:25","modified_gmt":"2017-09-06T13:47:25","slug":"francisco-galvez","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/?p=479","title":{"rendered":"Francisco G\u00e1lvez"},"content":{"rendered":"<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"text-align: justify;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-480\" title=\"El otro lado, de Eduardo Gruber\" src=\"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/02\/franciscogalvez.jpg\" alt=\"El otro lado, de Eduardo Gruber\" width=\"320\" height=\"322\" srcset=\"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/02\/franciscogalvez.jpg 320w, https:\/\/poeticas.es\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/02\/franciscogalvez-150x150.jpg 150w, https:\/\/poeticas.es\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/02\/franciscogalvez-298x300.jpg 298w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 320px) 100vw, 320px\" \/><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"text-align: justify;\"><em>La poes\u00eda de <a href=\"http:\/\/www.cervantesvirtual.com\/bib_autor\/galvez\/\">Francisco G\u00e1lvez<\/a> (C\u00f3rdoba, 1945) profundiza en la naturaleza transitoria de la realidad: pretende revelar aquello que se oculta tras la apariencia de uniformidad con que esa realidad se viste.<\/em><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><strong>SOBRE LA PROPIA OBRA<\/strong><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\">Como hoja deshojada en el olvido,<br \/>\ncomo agua que escapa y humedece,<br \/>\nnada m\u00e1s all\u00e1 del silencio ya escrito<br \/>\nen las p\u00e1ginas en blanco de la poes\u00eda.<br \/>\nCada obra tiene su signo y a veces<br \/>\nsu pasi\u00f3n insustituible.<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"padding-left: 30px;\"><em>Santuario<\/em>, 1986.<\/p>\n<p><!--more--><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><strong>PO\u00c9TICA<\/strong><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\">Al final de la casa<br \/>\nhay una puerta entreabierta,<br \/>\ndonde todo est\u00e1 por hacer<br \/>\ny lo que no se ve ni se oye<br \/>\ntiene el sentido de lo impreciso,<br \/>\nde realidad a medias<br \/>\npresentida y misteriosa.<br \/>\nUna puerta entreabierta<br \/>\npara manos diversas<br \/>\nque se acomodan a la mirada<br \/>\nde quien la abra.<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"padding-left: 30px;\"><em>El paseante<\/em>, 2005.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>La poes\u00eda de Francisco G\u00e1lvez (C\u00f3rdoba, 1945) profundiza en la naturaleza transitoria de la realidad: pretende revelar aquello que se oculta tras la apariencia de uniformidad con que esa realidad se viste. SOBRE LA PROPIA OBRA Como hoja deshojada en el olvido, como agua que escapa y humedece, nada m\u00e1s all\u00e1 del silencio ya escrito&#8230; <\/p>\n<div class=\"read-more navbutton\"><a href=\"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/?p=479\">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-479","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\/479","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=479"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/479\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":5290,"href":"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/479\/revisions\/5290"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=479"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=479"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=479"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}