{"id":13047,"date":"2025-02-13T08:00:12","date_gmt":"2025-02-13T08:00:12","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/?p=13047"},"modified":"2025-02-13T08:00:12","modified_gmt":"2025-02-13T08:00:12","slug":"calles-vacias-rima","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/?p=13047","title":{"rendered":"Calles Vac\u00edas (Rima)"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<div class=\"wp-block-media-text is-stacked-on-mobile is-vertically-aligned-top\"><figure class=\"wp-block-media-text__media\"><img decoding=\"async\" width=\"640\" height=\"424\" data-src=\"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/02\/texture-2658959peque.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-13045 size-full lazyload\" src=\"data:image\/svg+xml;base64,PHN2ZyB3aWR0aD0iMSIgaGVpZ2h0PSIxIiB4bWxucz0iaHR0cDovL3d3dy53My5vcmcvMjAwMC9zdmciPjwvc3ZnPg==\" style=\"--smush-placeholder-width: 640px; --smush-placeholder-aspect-ratio: 640\/424;\" \/><\/figure><div class=\"wp-block-media-text__content\">\n<p>Calles vac\u00edas, sombras errantes,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>silencios rotos por pasos distantes,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>ecos perdidos, luces menguantes,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>noches cerradas, fr\u00edas, constantes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Charcos dormidos, espejo incierto,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>reflejan rostros de un mundo muerto,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>siluetas pasan sin rumbo cierto,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>huyendo siempre, en el desierto.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>El granito entona su triste queja,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>canci\u00f3n de pena, lamento que deja,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>en viejas calles, donde la reja,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>mira en la sombra, fr\u00eda y perpleja.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Rincones llenos de soledades,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>vac\u00edos hondos, crueles verdades,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>pasos se pierden, huellas fugaces,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>hasta el alba, luz de contrastes.<\/p>\n<\/div><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Calles vac\u00edas, sombras errantes, silencios rotos por pasos distantes, ecos perdidos, luces menguantes, noches cerradas, fr\u00edas, constantes. Charcos dormidos, espejo incierto, reflejan rostros de un mundo muerto, siluetas pasan sin rumbo cierto, huyendo siempre, en el desierto. El granito entona su triste queja, canci\u00f3n de pena, lamento que deja, en viejas calles, donde la reja, &hellip; <\/p>\n<p class=\"link-more\"><a href=\"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/?p=13047\" class=\"more-link\">Leer m\u00e1s<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> \u00abCalles Vac\u00edas (Rima)\u00bb<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-13047","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-libros"],"featured_media_urls":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13047","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=13047"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13047\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":13048,"href":"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13047\/revisions\/13048"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=13047"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=13047"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=13047"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}