{"id":18070,"date":"2011-08-30T20:51:48","date_gmt":"2011-08-31T00:51:48","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/encuentroalsur.com\/2011\/08\/30\/la-ultima-noche-edwin-ferrer\/"},"modified":"2011-08-30T21:46:48","modified_gmt":"2011-08-31T01:46:48","slug":"la-ultima-noche-edwin-ferrer","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/encuentroalsur.com\/?p=18070","title":{"rendered":"La \u00faltima noche \/ Edwin Ferrer"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" data-attachment-id=\"18073\" data-permalink=\"https:\/\/encuentroalsur.com\/?attachment_id=18073\" data-orig-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/encuentroalsur.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/08\/el-corazc3b3n-muerto-obra-de-regina-ortega1.jpg?fit=1455%2C1029&amp;ssl=1\" data-orig-size=\"1455,1029\" data-comments-opened=\"1\" data-image-meta=\"{&quot;aperture&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;credit&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;camera&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;caption&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;created_timestamp&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;copyright&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;focal_length&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;iso&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;shutter_speed&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;title&quot;:&quot;&quot;}\" data-image-title=\"El coraz\u00f3n muerto  obra de Regina Ortega\" data-image-description=\"\" data-image-caption=\"\" data-large-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/encuentroalsur.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/08\/el-corazc3b3n-muerto-obra-de-regina-ortega1.jpg?fit=616%2C436&amp;ssl=1\" class=\"alignleft size-full wp-image-18073\" title=\"El coraz\u00f3n muerto  obra de Regina Ortega\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/encuentroalsur.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/08\/el-corazc3b3n-muerto-obra-de-regina-ortega1.jpg?resize=450%2C318\" alt=\"\" width=\"450\" height=\"318\" \/>La \u00faltima noche bes\u00e9 su rostro,<\/p>\n<p>sus manos y devolv\u00ed el anillo,<\/p>\n<p>ahora est\u00e1 madura como el mang\u00f3<\/p>\n<p>Una parte de ella es mujer y la otra<\/p>\n<p>Algo que no puedo explicar.<\/p>\n<p>Mis versos huyen y yo huyo de ellos<\/p>\n<p>Viaj\u00e9 a la infancia de ese rostro gitano<\/p>\n<p>Y encend\u00ed le\u00f1a en su hoguera.<\/p>\n<p>Un d\u00eda supliqu\u00e9 sediento<\/p>\n<p>y acerqu\u00e9 mi rostro a su fuente rebosante.<\/p>\n<p>La \u00faltima noche le dije:<\/p>\n<p>ser\u00e1s fuego en los bosques,<\/p>\n<p>agua en los r\u00edos.<\/p>\n<p>\u00bfSabes? una parte de ti no la puedo explicar.<\/p>\n<p>\u00a9Edwin Ferrer<\/p>\n<p>Ilustraci\u00f3n: <a href=\"http:\/\/www.reginaortega.es\/elcorazonmuerto.html\">Oleo El coraz\u00f3n muerto&#8221; de Regina Ortega<br \/>\n<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>La \u00faltima noche bes\u00e9 su rostro, sus manos y devolv\u00ed el anillo, ahora est\u00e1 madura como el mang\u00f3 Una parte de ella es mujer y la otra Algo que no puedo explicar. Mis versos huyen y yo huyo de ellos Viaj\u00e9 a la infancia de ese rostro gitano Y encend\u00ed le\u00f1a en su hoguera. Un [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5533328,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_coblocks_attr":"","_coblocks_dimensions":"","_coblocks_responsive_height":"","_coblocks_accordion_ie_support":"","advanced_seo_description":"","jetpack_seo_html_title":"","jetpack_seo_noindex":false,"jetpack_seo_schema_type":"","_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_wpcom_ai_launchpad_first_post":false,"_jetpack_feature_clip_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"{title}\n\n{excerpt}\n\n{url}","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2},"_wpas_customize_per_network":false,"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[12981502],"tags":[464351,13557],"class_list":["post-18070","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-tejiendo-versos","tag-lo-inexplicable","tag-poemas","has-post-thumbnail","fallback-thumbnail"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/pmbkf-4Hs","amp_enabled":true,"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/encuentroalsur.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18070","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/encuentroalsur.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/encuentroalsur.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/encuentroalsur.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/5533328"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/encuentroalsur.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=18070"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/encuentroalsur.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18070\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":18072,"href":"https:\/\/encuentroalsur.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18070\/revisions\/18072"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/encuentroalsur.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=18070"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/encuentroalsur.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=18070"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/encuentroalsur.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=18070"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}