{"id":349,"date":"2012-12-10T13:25:12","date_gmt":"2012-12-10T13:25:12","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.matildecamus.com\/?page_id=349"},"modified":"2021-02-15T19:22:27","modified_gmt":"2021-02-15T19:22:27","slug":"sin-teclado-de-fiebre","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.matildecamus.com\/?page_id=349","title":{"rendered":"SIN TECLADO DE FIEBRE (1986)"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<section class=\"wp-block-uagb-columns uagb-columns__wrap uagb-columns__background-undefined uagb-columns__stack-mobile uagb-columns__valign-undefined uagb-columns__gap-10 alignundefined uagb-block-e5f957ff\"><div class=\"uagb-columns__overlay\"><\/div><div class=\"uagb-columns__inner-wrap uagb-columns__columns-2\">\n<div class=\"wp-block-uagb-column uagb-column__wrap uagb-column__background-undefined uagb-block-c157d4a7\"><div class=\"uagb-column__overlay\"><\/div><div class=\"uagb-column__inner-wrap\">\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.matildecamus.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/01\/sin-teclado-de-fiebre.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"250\" height=\"350\" src=\"http:\/\/www.matildecamus.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/01\/sin-teclado-de-fiebre.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-2059\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.matildecamus.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/01\/sin-teclado-de-fiebre.jpg 250w, https:\/\/www.matildecamus.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/01\/sin-teclado-de-fiebre-214x300.jpg 214w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 250px) 100vw, 250px\" \/><\/a><\/figure>\n<\/div><\/div>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-uagb-column uagb-column__wrap uagb-column__background-undefined uagb-block-f967fd06\"><div class=\"uagb-column__overlay\"><\/div><div class=\"uagb-column__inner-wrap\">\n<h5 class=\"wp-block-heading\">Comentario del libro:&nbsp;<\/h5>\n\n\n\n<p>Se publica este libro en el a\u00f1o 1986.  Matilde Camus regresa como un refugio a sus sentimientos m\u00e1s profundos e \u00edntimos; especialmente al regalo del amor, aunque estos versos intimistas nunca los abandon\u00f3 del todo, aqu\u00ed lo recupera con gozo y ya sin com]plejos.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Son versos blancos, dando \u00e9nfasis a sus pensamientos mediante los caprichosos dibujos que efect\u00faa con sus palabras, el t\u00edtulo sugiere una vuelta a la esperanza, a los sentimientos \u00edntimos, especialmente al amor, que nunca ha abandonado sus libros.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;Portada e ilustraciones, reforzadas con reflexiones de la autora, m\u00e1s redondas que en anteriores ocasiones, todo ello realizado por Matilde Camus: <strong>\u00ab&#8230;Hacia la primavera, que premiar\u00e1 con creces nuestro paso sin teclado de fiebre&#8230;\u00bb<\/strong><\/p>\n<\/div><\/div>\n<\/div><\/section>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"has-text-align-center wp-block-heading\">QU\u00c9 HERMOSO ES EL AMOR<\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">Qu\u00e9 hermoso es el amor. Es como el aire.<br>Propaga los latidos de su nombre<br>y nos regala a diario su prop\u00f3sito<br>de luna enamorada,<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;refrescante.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">Con liviandad nos roza el alma triste,<br>la besa y la transforma en luz celeste.&nbsp;<span style=\"color: #ffffff;\">.<\/span><br>Mitiga los temores<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;del<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; esp\u00edritu<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">para que pueda hallar sus dimensiones<br>ante la falsedad,<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;ante los vicios,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">ante aquello que oprimo y no se cuenta<br>por la gran cobard\u00eda,&nbsp;que rodea<br>toda<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;l i b r e&nbsp; &nbsp; e x p r e s i \u00f3 n.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">Es dulce y es dorado. Es un lucero<br>donde poder hallar el bien tangible<br>                                       &nbsp;y&nbsp; la&nbsp; m \u00fa s i c a&nbsp; m\u00e1gica<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">que le form\u00f3 sin nubes y sin sombras,<br>que le ti\u00f1\u00f3 de verdes y de brillos.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">Envoltura quim\u00e9rica y amada<br>va cantando, se eleva<br>a la cumbre radial del Mediod\u00eda,<br>donde<br>le<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;n<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; u<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; t<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;r<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;e<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;n<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;dulces golondrinas.&nbsp;<span style=\"color: #ffffff;\">.<\/span><\/p>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"has-text-align-center wp-block-heading\">SIN TECLADO DE FIEBRE<\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">Todas las ilusiones tienen prisa<br>por prender en su campo alguna estrella,<br>lucirla en los conciertos<br>a<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; z<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;u<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; l<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;o<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; s<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;o<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; s<br>de una vida mejor,<br>sin temblor de secuestros, sin asaltos,<br>sin noches incre\u00edbles de delirio,<br>sin insomnio,<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; s i n&nbsp; &nbsp;t e c l a d o<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;de&nbsp; &nbsp;f i e b r e.<br>&nbsp;<span style=\"color: #ffffff;\">.<\/span><br>Si los d\u00edas despiertan con ojeras<br>porque la noche se visti\u00f3 de m\u00e1scara<br>roguemos al AMOR,&nbsp;<span style=\"color: #ffffff;\">.<\/span><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;A M O R&nbsp; &nbsp;S U P R E M O<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">Si llega nueva LUZ sobre la Tierra,<br>sobre todos los hombres,<br>sobre las bellas aves<br>con alas de veleros<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;y de nardos,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">sobre los animales que la pueblan<br>sin ocuparse nunca de debates,<br>sin tristes ego\u00edsmos,<br>alcemos nuestros ojos al AMOR,&nbsp;<span style=\"color: #ffffff;\">.<\/span><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;A M O R&nbsp; &nbsp;S U P R E M O.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">Sigamos el camino sin tormenta<br>y volemos con mente iluminada<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;hacia el espacio m\u00edstico.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">Hacia la Primavera<br>que premiar\u00e1 con creces nuestro paso<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; s i n&nbsp; &nbsp;t e c l a d o<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; d e&nbsp; &nbsp;f i e b r e.<span style=\"color: #ffffff;\">&nbsp;.<\/span><\/p>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"has-text-align-center wp-block-heading\">QU\u00c9 PENOSA LA PARTIDA<\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">Las pantuflas del abuelo<br>quedaron en soledad, sin calor.<br>No reciben sonido de relojes<br>porque el polvo<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;las<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; cu<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;bre.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">Qu\u00e9 infinito es el dolor<br>de las pupilas est\u00e1ticas.<br>Qu\u00e9 penosa la partida<br>de los vuelos sin final.&nbsp;<span style=\"color: #ffffff;\">.<\/span><br>Qu\u00e9 desierto est\u00e1 el desierto<br>sin oasis.<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;y<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;el<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;co<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; lor<br>de las rosas que se ti\u00f1en<br>y se calzan los pantys enlutados<br>en ambiente de sombra<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;y<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;S O L E D A D .&nbsp;<span style=\"color: #ffffff;\">.<\/span><\/p>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"has-text-align-center wp-block-heading\">LA MARIPOSA<\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\"><em>-Homenaje a Vicente Huidobro-<\/em><br>De tu sorprendente glosa<br>cristales de amor y espina<br>se me fue tu \u201cgolondrina\u201d<br>pero recog\u00ed otra diosa.<br>&nbsp;<span style=\"color: #ffffff;\">.<\/span><br>Ilusionada y garbosa<br>me vino la mariposa<br>purpurosa<br>orugosa<br>metalosa<br>volarosa<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;saltarosa<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;patiposa<br>pasiarosa<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; simetrosa<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;papilosa. <span style=\"color: #ffffff;\">.<\/span><br>Colmada de gracia fina<br>me lleg\u00f3 la maripina<br>montesina<br>capullina<br>colorina<br>voracina<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; mimetina<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;elitrina<br>gironfina<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;florilina<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; escamina. <span style=\"color: #ffffff;\">.<\/span><br>Quim\u00e9rica en su promesa<br>arrib\u00f3 la maripesa<br>orgiresa<br>balleretsa<br>rimaresa<br>ornapesa<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; diurnesa<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; papilesa<br>romancesa<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;versolesa<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; sedaresa.<span style=\"color: #ffffff;\">&nbsp;.<\/span><br>En rutilante ma\u00f1ana<br>descubr\u00ed la maripana<br>temporana<br>aliplana<br>albitana<br>ninforana<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;erratana<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; espiritana<br>brillantana<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; imbricana<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; cripticana.&nbsp;<span style=\"color: #ffffff;\">.<\/span><br>Presurosa sin excusa<br>regres\u00f3 la maripusa<br>aladusa<br>lirimusa<br>festibusa<br>antenusa<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; primavusa<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; membrinusa<br>orogusa<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; lepidusa<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;polvirusa.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">Con pirueta adolescente<br>y rizo desenfadado<br>traz\u00f3 un anillo ajustado<br>de creacionismo ingente.<span style=\"color: #ffffff;\">.<\/span><\/p>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"has-text-align-center wp-block-heading\">SIGO AM\u00c1NDOLE<\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">Sigo am\u00e1ndote en mi mar<br>sin<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;f<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; o<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; n<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; d<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; o<br>y mi voz te reclama con deseo,<br>rojo siempre de amor,<br>pleno de d\u00e1divas.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\"><span style=\"color: #ffffff;\">.<\/span><br>Convertido<br>en c\u00e1rdeno coral, incandescente<br>por l\u00e1minas de fuego que no mueren,<br>por besos que no olvidan,<br>por orillas que esperan<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; tu&nbsp; &nbsp; l l e g a d a<br>de&nbsp; &nbsp;n a u f r a g o<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;f u l g \u00fa r e o.<span style=\"color: #ffffff;\">&nbsp;.<\/span><br>Guarda mi coraz\u00f3n las emociones<br>de cantos inmarchitos.<br>Mi sangre irrepetible,<br>conservar\u00e1 este amor:<br>tu amor,<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; mi amor,<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;NUESTRO AMOR.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-uagb-call-to-action uagb-cta__outer-wrap uagb-block-d1869752\"><div class=\"uagb-cta__content-wrap uagb-cta__block uagb-cta__icon-position-right uagb-cta__content-right uagb-cta__content-stacked-tablet uagb-cta__button-valign-middle \"><div class=\"uagb-cta__left-right-wrap\"><div class=\"uagb-cta__content\"><\/div><div class=\"uagb-cta__link-wrapper uagb-cta__block-link-style\"><div class=\"uagb-cta__button-wrapper\"><a href=\"#\" class=\"uagb-cta__button-link-wrapper uagb-cta__block-link uagb-cta-typeof-button\" target=\"_self\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\"><span class=\"uagb-cta__link-content-inner\"><span>Inicio libro<\/span><\/span><\/a><\/div><\/div><\/div><\/div><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Comentario del libro:&nbsp; 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Matilde Camus regresa como un refugio a sus sentimientos m\u00e1s profundos e \u00edntimos; especialmente al regalo del amor, aunque estos versos intimistas nunca los abandon\u00f3 del todo, aqu\u00ed lo recupera con gozo y ya sin com]plejos. 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