{"id":3908,"date":"2018-11-23T17:46:19","date_gmt":"2018-11-23T15:46:19","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/?p=3908"},"modified":"2018-11-23T17:50:08","modified_gmt":"2018-11-23T15:50:08","slug":"el-exilio-duele","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/el-exilio-duele\/","title":{"rendered":"EXILE HURTS"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-3909\" src=\"http:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/dd235e23-6b92-4b7b-98bb-ce154390eac5.png\" alt=\"\" width=\"258\" height=\"322\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/dd235e23-6b92-4b7b-98bb-ce154390eac5.png 258w, https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/dd235e23-6b92-4b7b-98bb-ce154390eac5-200x250.png 200w, https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/dd235e23-6b92-4b7b-98bb-ce154390eac5-240x300.png 240w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 258px) 100vw, 258px\" \/><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"font-size: 8pt;\"><strong>ELKE REHDER<\/strong>, 1942, EXIL, STEFAN ZWEIG<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>EXILE HURTS<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Far away, freedom calls<br \/>\nand here exile corrodes,<br \/>\nthreatens us, envelops us,<br \/>\npenetrates us, and stabs<br \/>\nas if it were a dagger.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">The exile enters the depth of the soul<br \/>\nand pains,<br \/>\nso much, as if one has before him<br \/>\nthe woman he loves,<br \/>\nbut is not allowed to kiss.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">\n<strong>\u00a9 JULIO PAVANETTI<\/strong>, URUGUAY, 1954<br \/>\nTranslation Germain Droogenbroodt \u2013 Stanley Barkan<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">From the book \u201cTiempo de cristales rotos\u201d<\/p>\n<p><\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>ELKE REHDER, 1942, EXIL, STEFAN ZWEIG EXILE HURTS Far away, freedom calls and here exile corrodes, threatens us, envelops us, penetrates us, and stabs as if it were a dagger. The exile enters the depth of the soul and pains, so much, as if one has before him the woman he loves, but is not [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":3909,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","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\/3908"}],"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=3908"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3908\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3911,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3908\/revisions\/3911"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/3909"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3908"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3908"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3908"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}