{"id":9304,"date":"2011-05-10T10:01:00","date_gmt":"2011-05-10T15:01:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/javiertola.blog\/index.php\/2011\/05\/10\/pita-amor\/"},"modified":"2011-05-10T10:01:00","modified_gmt":"2011-05-10T15:01:00","slug":"pita-amor","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/javiertola.blog\/index.php\/2011\/05\/10\/pita-amor\/","title":{"rendered":"Pita Amor"},"content":{"rendered":"<div style=\"text-align: justify;\">Se habla y escribe continuamente de hombres famosos, escritores que reciben Premios Nobel y de las mujeres nos hemos olvidado. <\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\">De ellas \u201cnada en lo cultural\u201d, solo se dice que tienen buen cuerpo, que tienen buenos pechos, no me opongo a todas estas virtudes y a otras&nbsp;m\u00e1s,sin embargo &nbsp;las noticias importantes son&nbsp;!que se divorcia y se vuelve a casar!,!que ahora est\u00e1 sin compromiso!&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;.&nbsp;pero, por favor, eso no es todo en una mujer. <br \/>\nEn una mujer hay muchos m\u00e1s de&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;.. mucho m\u00e1s.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\">Guadalupe Amor,(1918-2000) llamada Pita Amor, natural de la Ciudad de M\u00e9xico, poeta y escritora contempor\u00e1nea. <\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\">Hay tanto que decir de ella, desde que rompi\u00f3 esquemas sociales, hasta que plasm\u00f3 temas metaf\u00edsicos en su poes\u00eda, ella se atrevi\u00f3 a todo, le cant\u00f3 a Dios, a la muerte, a la soledad, a la angustia, a la nada.<\/div>\n<p>\n\u00abSola yo estoy y llena de inquietudes;<br \/>\ncada d\u00eda me interno m\u00e1s adentro;<br \/>\nmis defectos atraen a las virtudes;<br \/>\nde un misterioso c\u00edrculo soy centro.<br \/>\nEl cansancio que tengo es infinito;<br \/>\ntodo el dolor del mundo lo he probado;<br \/>\nun laberinto de ansiedad habito<br \/>\ny a tientas me revuelvo en lo intrincado\u00bb. <\/p>\n<p>(C\u00edrculo de angustia, 1948)<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<div style=\"clear: both; text-align: center;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/3.bp.blogspot.com\/_h1uB13Iol7g\/R3KI4mMsBGI\/AAAAAAAAAEg\/Cx79ZdzATjg\/s400\/amor_pita.jpg\" style=\"margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" border=\"0\" j8=\"true\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/3.bp.blogspot.com\/_h1uB13Iol7g\/R3KI4mMsBGI\/AAAAAAAAAEg\/Cx79ZdzATjg\/s400\/amor_pita.jpg\" \/><\/a><\/div>\n<p>\n<em><strong>\u00abS\u00f3lo contemplar la nada; mi rostro joven y viejo.\u00bb<\/strong><\/em><br \/>\n<strong><em>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; \u00abQue todo morir\u00e1 cuando yo muera&#8230;..<\/em><\/strong><br \/>\n<strong><em>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; !Imposible pensar de otra manera!\u00bb<\/em><\/strong><br \/>\n<em><strong><\/strong><\/em><br \/>\n<em><strong>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/strong><\/em><em><strong>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p>Y qu\u00e9&#8230;..la misma vaina<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Se habla y escribe continuamente de hombres famosos, escritores que reciben Premios Nobel y de las mujeres nos hemos olvidado.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_crdt_document":"","_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-9304","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-javier-tola"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack-related-posts":[],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/javiertola.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9304","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/javiertola.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/javiertola.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/javiertola.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/javiertola.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=9304"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/javiertola.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9304\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/javiertola.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=9304"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/javiertola.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=9304"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/javiertola.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=9304"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}