<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8" standalone="no"?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><rss xmlns:itunes="http://www.itunes.com/dtds/podcast-1.0.dtd" version="2.0"><channel><title>Palabras varias</title><description>Escribo para olvidar lo que no puedo recordar.</description><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</managingEditor><pubDate>Fri, 30 Aug 2024 00:36:44 -0700</pubDate><generator>Blogger http://www.blogger.com</generator><openSearch:totalResults xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">419</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><link>http://libeasler.blogspot.com/</link><language>en-us</language><xhtml:meta content="noindex" name="robots" xmlns:xhtml="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"/><item><title/><link>http://libeasler.blogspot.com/2014/03/blog-post_973.html</link><category>Huesos</category><category>Tiempo</category><pubDate>Thu, 27 Mar 2014 10:45:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2794511030027659493.post-5415634289037968841</guid><description>&lt;div class="caption"&gt;
venderé tus huesos azules diamantes&lt;br /&gt;

y tus ojeras&lt;br /&gt;

y nadie sabrá quién eres&lt;br /&gt;

ni siquiera el tiempo, lienzo enigmático,&lt;br /&gt;

que posa sus garras sobre tu rostro,&lt;br /&gt;

venderé a buen precio tus huesos&lt;br /&gt;

y sonreirás sin darte cuenta&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;
</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>noreply@blogger.com (Libeasler)</author></item><item><title/><link>http://libeasler.blogspot.com/2014/03/blog-post_27.html</link><category>Espejos</category><category>Invierno</category><category>Sangre</category><category>Tiempo</category><pubDate>Thu, 27 Mar 2014 10:44:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2794511030027659493.post-8300199801854278467</guid><description>&lt;div class="caption"&gt;
                    la sangre será el tiempo &lt;br /&gt;

que tardemos en conocernos&lt;br /&gt;

cada quien partirá&lt;br /&gt;

cada movimiento será otra despedida&lt;br /&gt;

y así hasta el final&lt;br /&gt;


detrás de los espejos&lt;br /&gt;

el invierno yace en silencio&lt;br /&gt;

                    
                &lt;/div&gt;
</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>noreply@blogger.com (Libeasler)</author></item><item><title/><link>http://libeasler.blogspot.com/2014/03/blog-post.html</link><category>Lluvia</category><category>Volver</category><pubDate>Thu, 27 Mar 2014 10:42:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2794511030027659493.post-809323297242083598</guid><description>&lt;div class="caption"&gt;
                    volver marchita todo&lt;br /&gt;

el calor, las cartas&lt;br /&gt;

y el breve suspiro&lt;br /&gt;

de dos tontos bajo la lluvia&lt;br /&gt;

                    
                &lt;/div&gt;
</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>noreply@blogger.com (Libeasler)</author></item><item><title/><link>http://libeasler.blogspot.com/2014/02/blog-post_1880.html</link><category>Lluvia</category><category>Marzo</category><pubDate>Fri, 21 Feb 2014 15:11:00 -0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2794511030027659493.post-6194617369037358211</guid><description>¿Quién es la primera lluvia de marzo?</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>noreply@blogger.com (Libeasler)</author></item><item><title/><link>http://libeasler.blogspot.com/2014/02/blog-post_21.html</link><category>Escribir</category><category>Modo aleatorio</category><category>Poesía</category><pubDate>Fri, 21 Feb 2014 15:10:00 -0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2794511030027659493.post-6959108611077275764</guid><description>&lt;div class="caption"&gt;
                    a la orilla de tu nombre escribo &lt;br /&gt;

sin saber quién eres&lt;br /&gt;

                    
                &lt;/div&gt;
</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>noreply@blogger.com (Libeasler)</author></item><item><title/><link>http://libeasler.blogspot.com/2014/02/blog-post_7445.html</link><category>Jaula</category><category>Lluvia</category><category>Marzo</category><category>Pájaro</category><pubDate>Sun, 16 Feb 2014 07:01:00 -0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2794511030027659493.post-7572536512324507722</guid><description>&lt;div class="caption"&gt;
                    uno descubre que el pájaro es el último&lt;br /&gt;

toma una porción de culpa y escribe,&lt;br /&gt;

luego escribe sobre la última jaula&lt;br /&gt;

uno descubre, sin proponérselo, tanto&lt;br /&gt;

el último pájaro y la primera lluvia de marzo&lt;br /&gt;

                    
                &lt;/div&gt;
</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>noreply@blogger.com (Libeasler)</author></item><item><title/><link>http://libeasler.blogspot.com/2014/02/blog-post_16.html</link><category>Nadie</category><category>Palabra</category><category>Río</category><pubDate>Sun, 16 Feb 2014 07:00:00 -0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2794511030027659493.post-5548545521782776550</guid><description>&lt;div class="caption"&gt;
                    de tanto insistir&lt;br /&gt;

el río fue palabra&lt;br /&gt;

la noche, luna&lt;br /&gt;

quien escribe, nadie&lt;br /&gt;

                    
                &lt;/div&gt;
</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>noreply@blogger.com (Libeasler)</author></item><item><title/><link>http://libeasler.blogspot.com/2014/02/blog-post_14.html</link><category>Escribir</category><category>Lima</category><category>Muchacha</category><pubDate>Fri, 14 Feb 2014 07:58:00 -0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2794511030027659493.post-7741911889425700285</guid><description>te leo despacio&lt;br /&gt;

sin una copa de vino ni el amargo café&lt;br /&gt;

es verdad que no te escribo&lt;br /&gt;

y si me lees, de seguro que no soy yo&lt;br /&gt;

a qué jugamos cuando el amor estalla&lt;br /&gt;

y si el calor es fuego, qué será del invierno&lt;br /&gt;

te leo despacio&lt;br /&gt;

y me enredo en el recuerdo&lt;br /&gt;

te ríes y luego brotan cuerdas y canciones&lt;br /&gt;

no entendemos nada y seguiremos libros más&lt;br /&gt;

libros viernes, Lima y grises sepulturas indecentes&lt;br /&gt;

y si te leo, no eres tú</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>noreply@blogger.com (Libeasler)</author></item><item><title/><link>http://libeasler.blogspot.com/2014/02/blog-post_5.html</link><category>Beso</category><category>Café</category><category>Invierno</category><category>Labios</category><category>Noche</category><pubDate>Wed, 5 Feb 2014 07:21:00 -0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2794511030027659493.post-5675708735992522541</guid><description>un café caliente,&lt;br /&gt;
una noche fría,&lt;br /&gt;
la boca de tu boca&lt;br /&gt;
y el placer de besar&lt;br /&gt;
tus labios y el café</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>noreply@blogger.com (Libeasler)</author></item><item><title/><link>http://libeasler.blogspot.com/2014/02/blog-post.html</link><category>alma</category><category>dios</category><category>moral</category><pubDate>Wed, 5 Feb 2014 07:17:00 -0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2794511030027659493.post-908036830655432812</guid><description>tengo un dios inocente,&lt;br /&gt;
lo protejo del viento&lt;br /&gt;
y mueve ambas manos&lt;br /&gt;
y libra cientos de batallas,&lt;br /&gt;
tengo un dios inocente,&lt;br /&gt;
pequeño y cálido hermano,&lt;br /&gt;
pretende una moral,&lt;br /&gt;
exoesqueleto del alma&lt;br /&gt;
y sonríe pues nadie nada</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>noreply@blogger.com (Libeasler)</author></item><item><title/><link>http://libeasler.blogspot.com/2014/01/blog-post_5152.html</link><category>Desierto</category><category>Ella</category><pubDate>Wed, 22 Jan 2014 07:12:00 -0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2794511030027659493.post-1901384778803814815</guid><description>&lt;div style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'Lucida Sans', Geneva, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 2.3rem;"&gt;
y después leerás algunos poemas&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'Lucida Sans', Geneva, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 2.3rem;"&gt;
y te dirás quién soy&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'Lucida Sans', Geneva, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 2.3rem;"&gt;
y me dirás quién eres que escribe bajo mi sombra sin saberlo&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'Lucida Sans', Geneva, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 2.3rem;"&gt;
te preguntarás por qué la palabra y el silencio&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'Lucida Sans', Geneva, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 2.3rem;"&gt;
y no este gesto envuelto en partículas desnudas,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'Lucida Sans', Geneva, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 2.3rem;"&gt;
nadie tiene una respuesta o quizás,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'Lucida Sans', Geneva, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 2.3rem;"&gt;
andamos días y días,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'Lucida Sans', Geneva, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 2.3rem;"&gt;
y luego culpo a la muerte&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'Lucida Sans', Geneva, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 2.3rem;"&gt;
no es bueno que dejes el poema a mitad del renglón&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'Lucida Sans', Geneva, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 2.3rem;"&gt;
partiré si es necesario, y dibujaré otros labios&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'Lucida Sans', Geneva, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 2.3rem;"&gt;
dejaré un autismo y volveré con una taza de café&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'Lucida Sans', Geneva, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 2.3rem;"&gt;
con un reloj absurdo y la voluntad de perderte sin haberte leído&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'Lucida Sans', Geneva, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 2.3rem;"&gt;
igual que antes, como siempre en las mañanas, deprisa&lt;/div&gt;
</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>noreply@blogger.com (Libeasler)</author></item><item><title/><link>http://libeasler.blogspot.com/2014/01/blog-post_22.html</link><category>Adiós</category><category>Nadie</category><pubDate>Wed, 22 Jan 2014 07:11:00 -0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2794511030027659493.post-5727526220469960458</guid><description>&lt;div style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'Lucida Sans', Geneva, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 2.3rem;"&gt;
el frío es del cuerpo,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'Lucida Sans', Geneva, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 2.3rem;"&gt;
de la ausencia,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'Lucida Sans', Geneva, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 2.3rem;"&gt;
del pedazo de viernes&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'Lucida Sans', Geneva, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 2.3rem;"&gt;
que llevamos a cuestas,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'Lucida Sans', Geneva, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 2.3rem;"&gt;
el frío es nuestro&lt;/div&gt;
</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>noreply@blogger.com (Libeasler)</author></item><item><title>Más que nado</title><link>http://libeasler.blogspot.com/2014/01/mas-que-nado.html</link><category>Breve</category><category>Cuentuit</category><category>Relato</category><pubDate>Wed, 22 Jan 2014 07:10:00 -0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2794511030027659493.post-1207218735234972985</guid><description>&lt;div style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'Lucida Sans', Geneva, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 2.3rem;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'Lucida Sans', Geneva, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 2.3rem;"&gt;
Te amo más que nado en el mundo.&lt;/div&gt;
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Un náufrago.&lt;/div&gt;
</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>noreply@blogger.com (Libeasler)</author></item><item><title/><link>http://libeasler.blogspot.com/2014/01/blog-post_5.html</link><pubDate>Sun, 5 Jan 2014 04:02:00 -0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2794511030027659493.post-5922664720798309789</guid><description>no importa quién he sido&lt;br /&gt;
ni lo que será&lt;br /&gt;
tengo palabras que no te olvido&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>noreply@blogger.com (Libeasler)</author></item><item><title/><link>http://libeasler.blogspot.com/2014/01/blog-post.html</link><pubDate>Sun, 5 Jan 2014 03:53:00 -0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2794511030027659493.post-7688473333455995504</guid><description>el calor de tus ojos&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;
cuando el río es puente&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
cuento tiempo por delante&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>noreply@blogger.com (Libeasler)</author></item><item><title/><link>http://libeasler.blogspot.com/2013/12/blog-post_8424.html</link><pubDate>Sat, 14 Dec 2013 05:47:00 -0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2794511030027659493.post-3020745467400483836</guid><description>&lt;div style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14.399999618530273px; line-height: 15.199999809265137px; margin-bottom: 10px; outline: none 0px;"&gt;
hace falta un hasta luego&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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una palabra&lt;/div&gt;
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el quizás te aleja y duerme temprano&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14.399999618530273px; line-height: 15.199999809265137px; margin-bottom: 10px; outline: none 0px;"&gt;
hace falta terminar en una mirada&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14.399999618530273px; line-height: 15.199999809265137px; margin-bottom: 10px; outline: none 0px;"&gt;
solo una palabra&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14.399999618530273px; line-height: 15.199999809265137px; outline: none 0px;"&gt;
hace falta un hasta luego&lt;/div&gt;
</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>noreply@blogger.com (Libeasler)</author></item><item><title/><link>http://libeasler.blogspot.com/2013/12/blog-post_5228.html</link><pubDate>Sat, 14 Dec 2013 05:42:00 -0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2794511030027659493.post-7349125846577873563</guid><description>&lt;div style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 13.63636302947998px; line-height: 20.909090042114258px; margin-bottom: 15px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;
me gustas aunque no te des cuento&lt;/div&gt;
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irte despacio, de prosa, alegremente&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 13.63636302947998px; line-height: 20.909090042114258px; margin-bottom: 15px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;
observar acaso el retorno ingrato&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 13.63636302947998px; line-height: 20.909090042114258px; margin-bottom: 15px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;
y colgarse un nombre para no llamarte&lt;/div&gt;
</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>noreply@blogger.com (Libeasler)</author></item><item><title/><link>http://libeasler.blogspot.com/2013/12/blog-post_14.html</link><pubDate>Sat, 14 Dec 2013 05:41:00 -0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2794511030027659493.post-4586878228342541092</guid><description>&lt;div style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14.399999618530273px; line-height: 15.199999809265137px; margin-bottom: 10px; outline: none 0px;"&gt;
abril o celeste&lt;/div&gt;
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sea cual sea el desencuentro&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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abril y otoño&lt;/div&gt;
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deseo cual fuera el recuerdo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>noreply@blogger.com (Libeasler)</author></item><item><title/><link>http://libeasler.blogspot.com/2013/12/blog-post.html</link><pubDate>Sat, 14 Dec 2013 05:39:00 -0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2794511030027659493.post-3783704869759686308</guid><description>&lt;div style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14.399999618530273px; line-height: 15.199999809265137px; margin-bottom: 10px; outline: none 0px;"&gt;
escuchar una y otra vez la misma canción&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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el ruido de la noche sobre la lluvia&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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tu nombre cuando escribo&lt;/div&gt;
</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>noreply@blogger.com (Libeasler)</author></item><item><title/><link>http://libeasler.blogspot.com/2013/11/blog-post_30.html</link><pubDate>Sat, 30 Nov 2013 20:41:00 -0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2794511030027659493.post-5325243625162709399</guid><description>&lt;div style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14.399999618530273px; line-height: 15.199999809265137px; margin-bottom: 10px; outline: none 0px;"&gt;
&amp;nbsp;después, cuándo&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;antes, el recuerdo&lt;/div&gt;
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luego, una sonrisa en el reflejo&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;mas terminamos siendo&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;un pequeño silencio de ajedrez&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; tensión de fracasos&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; pocos para nadie&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;y el color vulnerable&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;en el fragmento, alguien menos&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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tanto por decir cuando no escribo&lt;/div&gt;
</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>noreply@blogger.com (Libeasler)</author></item><item><title/><link>http://libeasler.blogspot.com/2013/11/blog-post_24.html</link><category>Adiós</category><category>Invierno</category><pubDate>Sun, 24 Nov 2013 06:57:00 -0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2794511030027659493.post-1397669517455246795</guid><description>&lt;div style="color: #222222; font-family: 'Open Sans', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13.63636302947998px; line-height: 20.909090042114258px; margin-bottom: 0.825em;"&gt;
me sobran atardeceres&lt;/div&gt;
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las canciones se llevan&lt;/div&gt;
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lo mejor&lt;/div&gt;
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el bastardo escribe&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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hasta cerrar el cuento&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br data-mce-bogus="1" style="font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: 1.7;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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me sobran las despedidas&lt;/div&gt;
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las persianas observan&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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desde la oscuridad del sol&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br data-mce-bogus="1" style="font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: 1.7;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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la complicidad necesaria&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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entre tu gesto y la palabra&lt;/div&gt;
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aquel libro me olvidó también&lt;/div&gt;
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la canción de lluvia&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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descansa en el silencio&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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me sobran los antípodas&lt;/div&gt;
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y no entiendo el cerrar&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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inocente de tus ojos&lt;/div&gt;
</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>noreply@blogger.com (Libeasler)</author></item><item><title/><link>http://libeasler.blogspot.com/2013/11/blog-post_19.html</link><pubDate>Tue, 19 Nov 2013 18:59:00 -0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2794511030027659493.post-1894164962487504461</guid><description>&lt;div style="color: #222222; font-family: 'Open Sans', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13.63636302947998px; line-height: 20.909090042114258px; margin-bottom: 0.825em;"&gt;
de vez en cuando&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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un poema&amp;nbsp;en el descanso de tu boca&lt;/div&gt;
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es demasiado&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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ayer fue breve&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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la sensación de sernos ruido pronto&lt;/div&gt;
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es ternura&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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adiós es trueno&lt;/div&gt;
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de vez en cuando&lt;/div&gt;
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un poema en el digamos cómo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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es demasiado&lt;/div&gt;
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ayer fue breve&lt;/div&gt;
</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>noreply@blogger.com (Libeasler)</author></item><item><title/><link>http://libeasler.blogspot.com/2013/11/la-vida-se-encarga-de-darle-cuerdos-los.html</link><pubDate>Sat, 9 Nov 2013 18:03:00 -0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2794511030027659493.post-8828321187690010266</guid><description>La vida se encarga de darle cuerdos a los relojes y recuerdos al dolor.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>noreply@blogger.com (Libeasler)</author></item><item><title/><link>http://libeasler.blogspot.com/2013/11/sone-que-escribia-sin-mirarme-en-el.html</link><pubDate>Sat, 9 Nov 2013 17:33:00 -0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2794511030027659493.post-4398186618847325250</guid><description>Soñé que escribía sin mirarme en el espejo, fui feliz.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>noreply@blogger.com (Libeasler)</author></item><item><title/><link>http://libeasler.blogspot.com/2013/11/toco-tu-piel-su-ave-desnuda-volara-en.html</link><pubDate>Sat, 9 Nov 2013 17:31:00 -0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2794511030027659493.post-6676968842769334102</guid><description>&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Toco tu piel, su ave, desnuda, 
volará en mi boca 
en la partitura de la lengua
y en el breve ocaso de no tenerte.&lt;/span&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>noreply@blogger.com (Libeasler)</author></item></channel></rss>