tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67492590087774117802012-02-09T15:04:44.545-08:00Juglarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14897754717630945152noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6749259008777411780.post-80664409078914048472012-02-08T17:33:00.000-08:002012-02-09T15:04:44.551-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cnj3cXvv0-w/TzRQ9xKXIjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/6TG5ZkAskug/s1600/Los%2Bflacos%2Btocan%2Bjuntos.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 328px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707275649884299826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cnj3cXvv0-w/TzRQ9xKXIjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/6TG5ZkAskug/s400/Los%2Bflacos%2Btocan%2Bjuntos.jpg" /></a> <span style="color:#66ff99;"><br /></span>fragmento de <span style="color:#009900;"><strong><em>“Canción para los días de la vida”</em></strong></span><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><div><span style="color:#ffff00;">[...] "Este día es algo de sal<br />me dejó vibrando al nacer<br />pesa y es liviano como un hilo sin nombre<br />suena un poco a mi guitarra.<br /><br />Tengo que aprender a ser luz<br />entre tanta gente detrás.<br />Me pondré las ramas de este sol que me espera<br />para usarme como al aire." [...]<br /></span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">...........................</span><em><span style="color:#33cc00;">luis alberto spinetta</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#000000;">...............</span><span style="color:#66ff99;">(</span></em><span style="color:#66ff99;">Buenos Aires, 23 de enero de 1950 - jamás)</span></div><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6749259008777411780-8066440907891404847?l=juglaralapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Juglarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14897754717630945152noreply@blogger.com0