{"id":98,"date":"2020-03-31T09:45:50","date_gmt":"2020-03-31T09:45:50","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/lapalabraliberada.es\/?p=98"},"modified":"2020-03-31T09:49:46","modified_gmt":"2020-03-31T09:49:46","slug":"nana-del-crucificado-con-miguel-hernandez","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lapalabraliberada.es\/?p=98","title":{"rendered":"Nana del crucificado (con Miguel Hern\u00e1ndez)"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

Villancico para Semana Santa<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

(Poema de Juan Carlos Mart\u00edn Cobano)<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Foto de Jeremy Mura<\/em><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n

<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\nPor el suelo con clavos
\nmi ni\u00f1o\njuega
\nentre tablas y escuadras
\nea la ea.
\nInhala,\nni\u00f1o,
\nsorbe el aire de agujas,
\nsiente su fr\u00edo.
\n
\n\n<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\nEl serr\u00edn es arena,
\nmadera inerte,
\nla\nharina de sus gachas
\ncruje los dientes.
\nCome, hijo m\u00edo,
\nhay\nun mundo en el plato
\nrogando alivio.
\n
\n\n<\/p>\n\n\n\n

De\nla teta del vino
\nmi ni\u00f1o mama
\nsu boquita se llena
\ndel\nagua grana.
\nTraga, chaval,
\nla ma\u00f1ana est\u00e1 clara
\ntras\nel umbral.
\n
\n\n<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Gotas\nde sangre y agua
\nmi ni\u00f1o llora
\npor cien pupitas vivas
\nde\ncarne rosa.
\nPor mil heridas,
\npor dos costados rotos
\nque\ndan la vida.
\n
\n\n<\/p>\n\n\n\n

En\nla noche m\u00e1s negra
\nmi ni\u00f1o yace,
\nuna manta\ninfinita
\nquiere asfixiarle.
\nNi\u00f1o, levanta,
\nque nazca\nel nuevo d\u00eda
\na tu palabra.
\n
\n\n<\/p>\n\n\n\n

En un trono de incienso
mi ni\u00f1o reina.


<\/p>\n\n\n\n

(Traducci\u00f3n\nal ingl\u00e9s, con la inestimable ayuda de Stuart Park)<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

The\ncrucified\u2019s lullaby<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

On\nthe floor with nails
\nmy child is playing,
\nbetween wood and\nsquares,
\nsleep, my baby.
\nBreathe in, my son,
\nsip the\nair of these needles,
\nfeel how it\u2019s cold.
\n
\n\n<\/p>\n\n\n\n

You\nknow sawdust is sand,
\nsand is dead wood,
\nthe flours in your\nporridge
\ncrunch every tooth.
\nEat up, just eat,
\nthere’s\na world on your dish
\npra\u2019ing for relief.
\n
\n\n<\/p>\n\n\n\n

From\nthe teat of wine
\nmy baby nurses,
\nhis little mouth is\nfilled
\nin the red purse.
\nSwallow up, kid,
\nbecause\nbeyond the threshold
\nthe dawn is clear.
\n
\n\n<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Droplets\nof blood and water
\nhis eyes well up
\nthrough a hundred\ninjuries
\nthat ne\u2019er let up.
\nA thousand wounds,
\nthrough\ntwo broken sides
\nwhere life is found.
\n
\n\n<\/p>\n\n\n\n

In the\ndarkest of nights
\nsleeps my son,
\nan infinite\nblanket
\nstifles his nose.
\nWake up, li\u2019l Lord,
\na new\nday must be born
\njust at thy word.
\n
\n\n<\/p>\n\n\n\n

On a\nthrone of incenses
\nmy child is reigning\u2026
\n
\n
\n\n<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\"\"
Juan Carlos Mart\u00edn Cobano. Foto de Gabriel Alonso<\/em><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n

Juan Carlos Mart\u00edn Cobano (Carmona, Sevilla, 1967), de origen andaluz, formaci\u00f3n catalanoaragonesa y reciente residencia en Madrid, no se atreve a llamarse poeta, pues se dedica a las letras sobre todo entre bambalinas, durante un tiempo como librero, luego como editor, o tambi\u00e9n como cr\u00edtico, jurado o conferenciante. En la actualidad, es secretario general y webmaster<\/em> de TIBER\u00cdADES, Red Iberoamericana de Poetas y Cr\u00edticos Literarios Cristianos. Poemas y textos suyos se encuentran publicados en distintas revistas y en las antolog\u00edas \u2018Los frutos del \u00e1rbol\u2019 (2015), \u2018Explicaci\u00f3n de la derrota\u2019 (2017), \u2018Por ocho centurias\u2019 (2018), \u2018Eunice, cien veces cien\u2019 (2019), \u2018Llama de Amor Viva\u2019 (2019) y \u2018O sangue dos rios\u2019. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Villancico para Semana Santa (Poema de Juan Carlos Mart\u00edn Cobano) Por el suelo con clavos mi ni\u00f1o juega entre tablas y escuadras ea la ea. Inhala, ni\u00f1o, sorbe el aire de agujas, siente su fr\u00edo. El serr\u00edn es arena, madera inerte, la harina de sus gachas cruje los dientes. Come, hijo m\u00edo, hay un mundo … <\/p>\n

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