{"id":38,"date":"2019-04-23T11:27:35","date_gmt":"2019-04-23T14:27:35","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/diegobaigorri.com\/art\/relatos\/?p=38"},"modified":"2020-07-04T19:11:58","modified_gmt":"2020-07-04T22:11:58","slug":"sol-de-otono","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/diegobaigorri.com\/relatos\/2019\/04\/23\/sol-de-otono\/","title":{"rendered":"Sol de oto\u00f1o"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Respiro nubes, celestes y soles; exhalo\ncolores. Paleta de calores penetrando mis pulmones, humores ensimismados en uno\ny cada uno de tus cabellos marrones; vertiente oculta tras el vuelo de\nc\u00f3ndores. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Si creyera en Dios, seguramente, creer\u00eda que\ntodo lo escrito, cada lim\u00f3n y hoja verde, son sus <em>bendiciones<\/em>, incluso aquellos manuales de historia cobardemente\nescritos por vencedores.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator\"\/>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">2019.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Respiro nubes, celestes y soles; exhalo colores. Paleta de calores penetrando mis pulmones, humores ensimismados en uno y cada uno de tus cabellos marrones; vertiente oculta tras el vuelo de c\u00f3ndores. Si creyera en Dios, seguramente, creer\u00eda que todo lo escrito, cada lim\u00f3n y hoja verde, son sus bendiciones, incluso aquellos manuales de historia cobardemente [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-38","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-microrrelatos"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/diegobaigorri.com\/relatos\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/38","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/diegobaigorri.com\/relatos\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/diegobaigorri.com\/relatos\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/diegobaigorri.com\/relatos\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/diegobaigorri.com\/relatos\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=38"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/diegobaigorri.com\/relatos\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/38\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/diegobaigorri.com\/relatos\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=38"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/diegobaigorri.com\/relatos\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=38"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/diegobaigorri.com\/relatos\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=38"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}