{"id":48,"date":"2019-05-08T11:30:18","date_gmt":"2019-05-08T14:30:18","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/diegobaigorri.com\/art\/relatos\/?p=48"},"modified":"2020-07-04T19:11:33","modified_gmt":"2020-07-04T22:11:33","slug":"enlace","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/diegobaigorri.com\/relatos\/2019\/05\/08\/enlace\/","title":{"rendered":"Enlace"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Observo los brotes, <em>ramitas <\/em>de un verde\nbrillante; la alfombra amarilla debajo de mis suelas me <em>roba <\/em>una sonrisa\nal meditar que no hay estaci\u00f3n <em>m\u00e1s enemiga<\/em> del sigilo que el oto\u00f1o; o\nm\u00e1s <em>ef\u00edmeramente<\/em> <em>evidencial <\/em>que\nel <em>invierno de nieve<\/em>. Los brotes, las hojas, la nieve, tus cabellos;\ntodo esto me trae de nuevo a mi cuerpo. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Precioso enlace de pensamientos. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">2019.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Observo los brotes, ramitas de un verde brillante; la alfombra amarilla debajo de mis suelas me roba una sonrisa al meditar que no hay estaci\u00f3n m\u00e1s enemiga del sigilo que el oto\u00f1o; o m\u00e1s ef\u00edmeramente evidencial que el invierno de nieve. Los brotes, las hojas, la nieve, tus cabellos; todo esto me trae de nuevo [&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-48","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-microrrelatos"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/diegobaigorri.com\/relatos\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/48","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=48"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/diegobaigorri.com\/relatos\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/48\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/diegobaigorri.com\/relatos\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=48"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/diegobaigorri.com\/relatos\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=48"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/diegobaigorri.com\/relatos\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=48"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}