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LIKE YOU<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n Like you,<\/span> My blood too boils<\/span> I believe that the world is beautiful,<\/span> And that my veins don\u2019t end in me<\/span> <\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" LIKE YOU Like you, I Iove life, the sweet enchantment of things, the heavenly landscape of January days. My blood too boils and I laugh through eyes that have known the buds of tears. I believe that the world is beautiful, that poetry, like bread, is for everyone. And that my veins don\u2019t end in […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":2151,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_wp_rev_ctl_limit":""},"categories":[14],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2152"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2152"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2152\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/2151"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2152"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2152"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2152"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nI Iove life, the sweet enchantment<\/span>
\nof things, the heavenly landscape <\/span>
\nof January days.<\/span><\/p>\n
\nand I laugh through eyes<\/span>
\nthat have known the buds of tears.<\/span><\/p>\n
\nthat poetry, like bread, is for everyone.<\/span><\/p>\n
\nbut in the unanimous blood<\/span>
\nof those who struggle for life,<\/span>
\nfor love,<\/span>
\nfor the little things,<\/span>
\nfor the landscape and the bread,<\/span>
\nthe poetry of everyone<\/span>
\nROQUE DALTON (EL SALVADOR, 1933 – 1975)<\/span>
\nTranslation: Germain Droogenbroodt<\/span><\/em>
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\nCOMO T\u00da\/\/Yo, como t\u00fa,\/amo el amor, la vida, el dulce encanto\/de las cosas, el paisaje\/celeste de los d\u00edas de enero.\/\/Tambi\u00e9n mi sangre bulle\/y r\u00edo por los ojos\/que han conocido el brote de las l\u00e1grimas.\/\/Creo que el mundo es bello,\/que la poes\u00eda es como el pan, de todos.\/\/Y que mis venas no terminan en m\u00ed\/sino en la sangre un\u00e1nime\/<\/span>de los que luchan por la vida,\/el amor,\/las cosas, el paisaje y el pan,\/la poes\u00eda de todos.<\/span><\/p>\n