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<\/a>Llueve en silencio, que esta lluvia es muda<\/span> Tan dulce es esta lluvia de escuchar<\/span> No pasa el viento, cielo no hay que sienta.<\/span> El pati del Coll i Rod\u00e9s som nosaltres, fins i tot quan \u00e9s buit, quan la nostra pres\u00e8ncia no ocupa espai. En ell, mai no acabem d’esdevenir abs\u00e8ncia. Som, com diria \u00c0ngel Gonz\u00e1lez, ombres o llums fidels a l’extrem de nosaltres mateixos, que ni el vent arrabassa ni la pluja dissol ni el sol marceix ni la nit apaga.… Llegeix m\u00e9s\u00bb<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5,"featured_media":7021,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_bbp_topic_count":0,"_bbp_reply_count":0,"_bbp_total_topic_count":0,"_bbp_total_reply_count":0,"_bbp_voice_count":0,"_bbp_anonymous_reply_count":0,"_bbp_topic_count_hidden":0,"_bbp_reply_count_hidden":0,"_bbp_forum_subforum_count":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1,29],"tags":[261,117,145,310,180],"class_list":["post-7020","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-general","category-portada","tag-consergeria","tag-fotografia","tag-literatura","tag-patis","tag-poesia"],"post_mailing_queue_ids":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/agora.xtec.cat\/iesramoncoll\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7020","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/agora.xtec.cat\/iesramoncoll\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/agora.xtec.cat\/iesramoncoll\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/agora.xtec.cat\/iesramoncoll\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/5"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/agora.xtec.cat\/iesramoncoll\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=7020"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/agora.xtec.cat\/iesramoncoll\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7020\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":7034,"href":"https:\/\/agora.xtec.cat\/iesramoncoll\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7020\/revisions\/7034"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/agora.xtec.cat\/iesramoncoll\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/7021"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/agora.xtec.cat\/iesramoncoll\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=7020"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/agora.xtec.cat\/iesramoncoll\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=7020"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/agora.xtec.cat\/iesramoncoll\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=7020"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\ny no hace ruido sino con sosiego.<\/span>
\nEl cielo duerme. Cuando el alma es viuda<\/span>
\nde algo que ignora, el sentimiento es ciego.<\/span>
\nLlueve. De m\u00ed (de este que soy) reniego\u2026<\/span><\/p>\n
\n(no parece de nubes) que parece<\/span>
\nque no es lluvia, mas solo un susurrar<\/span>
\nque a s\u00ed mismo se olvida cuando crece.<\/span>
\nLlueve. Nada apetece\u2026<\/span><\/p>\n
\nLlueve lejana e indistintamente,<\/span>
\ncomo una cosa cierta que nos mienta,<\/span>
\ncomo un deseo grande que nos miente.<\/span>
\nLlueve. Nada en m\u00ed siente\u2026<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"