tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-39793870770343787302024-03-13T12:34:07.720-07:00¨Salta, ya aparecerá el piso¨ Verso NavajoUn espacio sin tiempo, sin nombre, sin razón aparente.johavaronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07603487568456601487noreply@blogger.comBlogger170125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3979387077034378730.post-58421777061637378012014-07-26T11:43:00.001-07:002014-07-26T11:43:10.950-07:00Diluvios" We saw each other. We found each other in the cosmos, and that was wonderful" Ann Druyan<br />
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<span style="text-align: start;">"Que todos los viajeros encuentren la felicidad, donde quiera que vayan. Que sin esfuerzo logren aquello que hayan emprendido. y, habiendo regresado a salvo a la costa que se reúnan dichosamente con sus parientes." - </span><em style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: start; vertical-align: baseline;">Seven Years in Tibet</em></div>
johavaronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07603487568456601487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3979387077034378730.post-5615454192235117272014-07-07T20:43:00.000-07:002014-07-07T20:43:15.023-07:00La caricia perdida. Alfonsina Storni <span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: Arimo; font-size: 14px; text-align: justify;">Se me va de los dedos la caricia sin causa,</span><br style="font-family: Arimo; font-size: 14px; text-align: justify;" /><span style="font-family: Arimo; font-size: 14px; text-align: justify;">se me va de los dedos... En el viento, al pasar,</span><br style="font-family: Arimo; font-size: 14px; text-align: justify;" /><span style="font-family: Arimo; font-size: 14px; text-align: justify;">la caricia que vaga sin destino ni objeto,</span><br style="font-family: Arimo; font-size: 14px; text-align: justify;" /><span style="font-family: Arimo; font-size: 14px; text-align: justify;">la caricia perdida ¿quién la recogerá?</span><br style="font-family: Arimo; font-size: 14px; text-align: justify;" /><br style="font-family: Arimo; font-size: 14px; text-align: justify;" /><span style="font-family: Arimo; font-size: 14px; text-align: justify;">Pude amar esta noche con piedad infinita,</span><br style="font-family: Arimo; font-size: 14px; text-align: justify;" /><span style="font-family: Arimo; font-size: 14px; text-align: justify;">pude amar al primero que acertara a llegar.</span><br style="font-family: Arimo; font-size: 14px; text-align: justify;" /><span style="font-family: Arimo; font-size: 14px; text-align: justify;">Nadie llega. Están solos los floridos senderos.</span><br style="font-family: Arimo; font-size: 14px; text-align: justify;" /><span style="font-family: Arimo; font-size: 14px; text-align: justify;">La caricia perdida, rodará... rodará...</span><br style="font-family: Arimo; font-size: 14px; text-align: justify;" /><br style="font-family: Arimo; font-size: 14px; text-align: justify;" /><span style="font-family: Arimo; font-size: 14px; text-align: justify;">Si en los ojos te besan esta noche, viajero,</span><br style="font-family: Arimo; font-size: 14px; text-align: justify;" /><span style="font-family: Arimo; font-size: 14px; text-align: justify;">si estremece las ramas un dulce suspirar,</span><br style="font-family: Arimo; font-size: 14px; text-align: justify;" /><span style="font-family: Arimo; font-size: 14px; text-align: justify;">si te oprime los dedos una mano pequeña</span><br style="font-family: Arimo; font-size: 14px; text-align: justify;" /><span style="font-family: Arimo; font-size: 14px; text-align: justify;">que te toma y te deja, que te logra y se va.</span><br style="font-family: Arimo; font-size: 14px; text-align: justify;" /><br style="font-family: Arimo; font-size: 14px; text-align: justify;" /><span style="font-family: Arimo; font-size: 14px; text-align: justify;">Si no ves esa mano, ni esa boca que besa,</span><br style="font-family: Arimo; font-size: 14px; text-align: justify;" /><span style="font-family: Arimo; font-size: 14px; text-align: justify;">si es el aire quien teje la ilusión de besar,</span><br style="font-family: Arimo; font-size: 14px; text-align: justify;" /><span style="font-family: Arimo; font-size: 14px; text-align: justify;">oh, viajero, que tienes como el cielo los ojos,</span><br style="font-family: Arimo; font-size: 14px; text-align: justify;" /><span style="font-family: Arimo; font-size: 14px; text-align: justify;">en el viento fundida, ¿me reconocerás?</span></span><br />
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Del pasado quedan líneas, espirales, surcos. Hermosas y terribles huellas del ayer.<br />
Va dibujando el tiempo risueño, sagrados símbolos en el desierto de nuestra existencia.<br />
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johavaronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07603487568456601487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3979387077034378730.post-70004110876093072592014-02-17T07:12:00.002-08:002014-02-18T06:26:02.489-08:00Un mal incurable<div align="justify">
¨El mal incurable de querer saber. Todo, todo, todo lo quiero saber. Para empezar quiero saber el chino antiguo, el de la dinastía Ming, que destronaron los Manchúes. Quiero saber la lengua de Islandia en que anónimos poetas escribieron los "Eddas". Las rutas de tierra del cazador prehistórico y las rutas del mar de Odiseo. El ciclo de la glucosa, los orbitales del átomo, el funcionamiento del magnetrón.Las amantes de Don Juan y los amantes de Verlaine. Y no sólo me obsesiona el pasado: me obsesiona el futuro, me obsesiona el condicional. ¿Dónde estaremos en el año tres mil?. ¿Y qué había podido pensar Cervantes de los hermanos Karamazov desde su limitado horizonte español?. Quiero guardar en la memoria la ecuación de Kepler, el Tolkappiyam, la canción del alba de los minnesinger y el dulce canto de amor de los troveros.¨</div>
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johavaronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07603487568456601487noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3979387077034378730.post-70673739226815745402014-02-13T21:18:00.000-08:002014-02-13T21:18:16.612-08:00A usted¡Sí!, a usted.<br />
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johavaronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07603487568456601487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3979387077034378730.post-83662526267954749332014-02-08T05:18:00.000-08:002014-02-08T05:38:10.473-08:00Soliloquios<span style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white;">El tedio cotidiano,</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white;">El ocio: paraíso y tortura.</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white;">Los minutos machacados uno a uno</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white;">Las citas que no se cumplen, las promesas que no llegan</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white;">Atardeceres que se ocultan, lunas que se escapan.</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white;">El amor que no existe, que huye y se disuelve en gotitas de sudor.</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white;">Tu recuerdo que no sana, no cicatriza</span></span><br />
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johavaronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07603487568456601487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3979387077034378730.post-29747610950583558902014-01-26T20:25:00.003-08:002014-01-26T20:25:36.154-08:00<span style="font-size: large;">Tan tuya y tan de nadie</span>.<br />
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johavaronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07603487568456601487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3979387077034378730.post-18003781374570872092014-01-23T20:41:00.001-08:002014-01-23T20:41:16.148-08:00Esperaré<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<br />johavaronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07603487568456601487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3979387077034378730.post-53655531305519239262014-01-19T20:10:00.000-08:002014-01-19T20:10:13.855-08:00El tiempo¨El tiempo es como una rueda, que da una vuelta; es como un poto, un aro, que vuelve siempre sobre sí mismo; así es el camino que marca el sol sobre la tierra, así es la forma como camina Kosrompoto, el aroiris, cuando al voltear da un redondeo. Pero también es como el caracol o como el aroiris, que tiene tom, una articulación que relaciona todo y marca la época o el periodo¨ Cosmovisión guambiana<br />
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Eras amarillo, como un guayacán florecido. Caminabas a paso lento y distraido.<br />
Quise abrazarte, raptarte, susurrarte canciones.<br />
Cerré los ojos y ya no estabas. Ya no estás.<br />
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johavaronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07603487568456601487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3979387077034378730.post-12717967869180574292014-01-19T18:34:00.001-08:002014-01-19T18:39:01.990-08:00Tú<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: large;">Una herida que no cierra, no sana, no cicatriza, no se infecta.</span></div>
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johavaronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07603487568456601487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3979387077034378730.post-78395910998365267452014-01-19T11:30:00.002-08:002014-01-19T18:39:38.869-08:00Paula<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">¨La niña y la joven que fuí, la mujer que soy, la anciana que seré, todas las etapas son aguas del mismo impetuoso manantial. Mi memoria es como un mural mexicano donde todo ocurre simultáneamente¨ Paula. Isabel Allende</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Prefiero soñarlos despierta</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Prefiero verlos en la oscuridad del sueño</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Prefiero no olvidarlos</span><br />
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<br />johavaronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07603487568456601487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3979387077034378730.post-3224566012111104242013-07-28T15:25:00.001-07:002013-07-28T15:25:56.553-07:00Vagabundear<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/L3dvoE4hGUU" width="459"></iframe>johavaronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07603487568456601487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3979387077034378730.post-80249951667619606152013-07-11T22:53:00.003-07:002013-07-11T22:53:58.632-07:00Te perdono<span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; text-align: -webkit-center;">¨Te perdono el montón de palabras </span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; text-align: -webkit-center;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; text-align: -webkit-center;">que has soplado en mi oído </span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; text-align: -webkit-center;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; text-align: -webkit-center;">desde que te conozco. </span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; text-align: -webkit-center;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; text-align: -webkit-center;">Te perdono tus fotos y tus gatos, </span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; text-align: -webkit-center;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; text-align: -webkit-center;">tus comidas afuera, </span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; text-align: -webkit-center;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; text-align: -webkit-center;">cervezas y cigarros, es más, </span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; text-align: -webkit-center;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; text-align: -webkit-center;">te perdono andar como tú andas, </span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; text-align: -webkit-center;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; text-align: -webkit-center;">tus zapatos de nube, </span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; text-align: -webkit-center;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; text-align: -webkit-center;">tus dientes y tu pelo. </span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; text-align: -webkit-center;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; text-align: -webkit-center;">Te perdono los cientos de razones, </span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; text-align: -webkit-center;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; text-align: -webkit-center;">los miles de problemas </span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; text-align: -webkit-center;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; text-align: -webkit-center;">en fin, te perdono no amarme. </span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; text-align: -webkit-center;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; text-align: -webkit-center;">Lo que no te perdono </span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; text-align: -webkit-center;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; text-align: -webkit-center;">es haberme besado con tanta alevosía. </span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; text-align: -webkit-center;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; text-align: -webkit-center;">Tengo testigos: un perro, la madrugada, el frío, </span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; text-align: -webkit-center;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; text-align: -webkit-center;">y eso sí que no te lo perdono, </span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; text-align: -webkit-center;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; text-align: -webkit-center;">pues si te lo perdono seguro que lo olvido.</span><br />
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johavaronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07603487568456601487noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3979387077034378730.post-30074523698206496742013-06-14T11:09:00.002-07:002013-06-14T11:09:34.268-07:00La mujer de Lot Génesis 19:17<div>
¨Escapa por tu vida, no mires tras de ti, ni pares en toda esta llanura; escapa al monte, no sea que perezcas¨</div>
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¨Y como la mujer de Lot miró hacia atras, quedó convertida en una columna de sal¨.</div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">¨No es triste la selva cuando se oscurece, ni el jaguar cuando ruge, ni la llama cuando mira la blancura de las m</span><span style="font-size: large;">ontañas¨ </span><span style="font-size: x-small;">El país de la canela.</span></div>
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