{"id":1345,"date":"2023-07-17T05:22:45","date_gmt":"2023-07-17T05:22:45","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/elsalvajerefinado.net\/?p=1345"},"modified":"2023-07-17T05:55:30","modified_gmt":"2023-07-17T05:55:30","slug":"poemas-de-carlos-x-ardavin-trabanco","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/elsalvajerefinado.net\/index.php\/2023\/07\/17\/poemas-de-carlos-x-ardavin-trabanco\/","title":{"rendered":"Poemas de Carlos X. Ardav\u00edn Trabanco"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"has-luminous-vivid-orange-color has-text-color\">Versi\u00f3n italiana de <strong>Giovanni Di Pietro<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>AMOR Y MEMORIA<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Amo las hojas transparentes del oto\u00f1o<br>y las calles vac\u00edas en invierno.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Amo los horizontes neblinosos,<br>los azarosos encuentros en los bares,<br>las oscuras caricias que a\u00fan recuerdo<br>y que permanecen en m\u00ed<br>como indelebles mensajes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Rememoro sin prisa, como sabes,<br>los luengos d\u00edas oto\u00f1ales<br>en que cre\u00edmos ser felices.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Amo, pues, la memoria de aquel tiempo<br>en que fuimos inmortales.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<blockquote class=\"wp-block-quote is-layout-flow wp-block-quote-is-layout-flow\">\n<p><strong>L\u2019AMORE E LA MEMORIA<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Amo le foglie trasparenti dell\u2019autunno<br>e le strade vuote d\u2019inverno.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Amo gli orizzonti nebbiosi,<br>i fortuiti incontri nei bar,<br>le oscure carezze che ancora ricordo<br>e che rimangono in me<br>come indelebili messaggi.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Rammento con calma, come sai,<br>i lunghi giorni autunnali<br>nei quali ci credemmo felici.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Amo, perci\u00f2, i ricordi d\u2019allora<br>quando fummo immortali.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n<p>DE LA COSTUMBRE DEL OTO\u00d1O<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>El oto\u00f1o arriba con su equipaje<br>de hojarascas y cenizas<br>El silencio es apenas una hormiga<br>dormida entre las horas vac\u00edas de octubre.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>La brisa acaricia los \u00e1lamos tristes:<br>siento en el cristal de mi ventana<br>el aleteo breve de sus ramas,<br>cual perfumadas y extra\u00f1as palabras.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<blockquote class=\"wp-block-quote is-layout-flow wp-block-quote-is-layout-flow\">\n<p><strong>CONSUETUDINE D\u2019AUTUNNO<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>L\u2019autunno arriva con le sue valige<br>di grigio fogliame.<br>Il silenzio \u00e8 soltanto una formica<br>addormentata fra le ore vuote d\u2019ottobre.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Il vento accarezza i tristi pioppi:<br>sento sul vetro della mia finestra<br>il breve fruscio delle loro foglie,<br>come strane e profumate parole.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n<p>FORMAS DE LA MELANCOL\u00cdA<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>La melancol\u00eda, murmuras<br>Y observas el aire y las piedras lejanas,<br>la nieve y su blancura.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Los \u00e1rboles y el parque,<br>con su estanque triste y solitario,<br>poblado de cisnes vetustos y cansados.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>En tu infancia \u2013recuerdas\u2013<br>te pasabas las horas contemplando<br>la intacta belleza de aquellas aves.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>(Ahora apenas navegan:<br>extraviados nav\u00edos amarillos.)<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>La antigua lumbre de la melancol\u00eda<br>ha llegado a tu alma<br>con un golpe sordo de cenizas,<br>con un aire de mariposas muertas<br>y olvidadas palabras.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-left\"><em>(Parque Isabel La Cat\u00f3lica, Gij\u00f3n)<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<blockquote class=\"wp-block-quote is-layout-flow wp-block-quote-is-layout-flow\">\n<p><strong>LE FORME DELLA MIA MALINCONIA<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>La malinconia, mi dici.<br>E osservi il cielo e le pietre lontane,<br>la neve e la sua bianchezza.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Gli alberi e il giardino,<br>con la sua vasca triste e solitaria,<br>popolati di vetusti e stanchi cigni.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Nella tua infanzia \u2013ricordi\u2013<br>ore intere trascorrevi contemplando<br>l\u2019innocente bellezza di quegli uccelli.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>(Adesso, navigano appena:<br>gialle barche smarrite.)<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>L\u2019antica luce della malinconia<br>ha raggiunto il tuo cuore<br>con un colpo sordo di cenere,<br>con un\u2019aria di morte farfalle<br>e dimenticate parole.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<pre class=\"wp-block-code\"><code><em>(Parco Isabel La Cat\u00f3lica, Gij\u00f3n)<\/em><\/code><\/pre>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-large-font-size\"><strong>Biograf\u00eda<\/strong>:<\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image alignleft size-full\"><img fetchpriority=\"high\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"200\" height=\"256\" src=\"https:\/\/elsalvajerefinado.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/07\/carlos_x_ardavin_trabanco.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-1352\"\/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-left\">Es profesor asociado de literatura y cultura espa\u00f1olas en la Universidad de Trinity, San Antonio, Tejas. Tiene una licenciatura en espa\u00f1ol por la Universidad Internacional de la Florida; obtuvo la maestr\u00eda y el doctorado en literaturas hisp\u00e1nicas en la Universidad de Massachusetts-Amherst. Es autor de los libros&nbsp;<em>La pasi\u00f3n meditabunda. Ensayos de cr\u00edtica literaria<\/em>&nbsp;y&nbsp;<em>Retrato del cr\u00edtico biso\u00f1o<\/em>, ambos publicados en el 2002. Es adem\u00e1s editor de los vol\u00famenes titulados&nbsp;<em>Valoraci\u00f3n de Francisco Umbral. Ensayos cr\u00edticos en torno a su obra<\/em>&nbsp;(2003) y&nbsp;<em>Vida, pensamiento y aventura de C\u00e9sar Gonz\u00e1lez-Ruano<\/em>&nbsp;(2005). Entre sus libros de creaci\u00f3n cabe mencionar los poemarios&nbsp;<em>Aprendiz de poeta&nbsp;<\/em>(2001) y&nbsp;<em>Florilegio en dos voces\/Fiorilegio in due voci<\/em>&nbsp;(2003), y la recopilaci\u00f3n de art\u00edculos period\u00edsticos&nbsp;<em>Folios de est\u00edo&nbsp;<\/em>(2002). Sus ensayos han aparecido en revistas especializadas de Espa\u00f1a, EE.UU., Rep\u00fablica Dominicana y M\u00e9xico. Es columnista del&nbsp;<em>List\u00edn Diario<\/em>&nbsp;y colaborador del semanario de literatura, artes y ciencias del peri\u00f3dico&nbsp;<em>La Verdad<\/em>&nbsp;de Murcia.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Versi\u00f3n italiana de Giovanni Di Pietro AMOR Y MEMORIA Amo las hojas transparentes del oto\u00f1oy las calles vac\u00edas en invierno. Amo los horizontes neblinosos,los azarosos encuentros en los bares,las oscuras caricias que a\u00fan recuerdoy que permanecen en m\u00edcomo indelebles mensajes. Rememoro sin prisa, como sabes,los luengos d\u00edas oto\u00f1alesen que cre\u00edmos ser felices. Amo, pues, la [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":1351,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"site-sidebar-layout":"default","site-content-layout":"","ast-site-content-layout":"default","site-content-style":"default","site-sidebar-style":"default","ast-global-header-display":"","ast-banner-title-visibility":"","ast-main-header-display":"","ast-hfb-above-header-display":"","ast-hfb-below-header-display":"","ast-hfb-mobile-header-display":"","site-post-title":"","ast-breadcrumbs-content":"","ast-featured-img":"","footer-sml-layout":"","ast-disable-related-posts":"","theme-transparent-header-meta":"","adv-header-id-meta":"","stick-header-meta":"","header-above-stick-meta":"","header-main-stick-meta":"","header-below-stick-meta":"","astra-migrate-meta-layouts":"default","ast-page-background-enabled":"default","ast-page-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"ast-content-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"footnotes":""},"categories":[38],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1345","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-poesia-contemporanea"],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/elsalvajerefinado.net\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1345","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/elsalvajerefinado.net\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/elsalvajerefinado.net\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/elsalvajerefinado.net\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/elsalvajerefinado.net\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1345"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/elsalvajerefinado.net\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1345\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1354,"href":"https:\/\/elsalvajerefinado.net\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1345\/revisions\/1354"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/elsalvajerefinado.net\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/1351"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/elsalvajerefinado.net\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1345"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/elsalvajerefinado.net\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1345"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/elsalvajerefinado.net\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1345"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}