{"id":382,"date":"2009-03-13T22:51:00","date_gmt":"2009-03-13T21:51:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/bitaculas.as-pg.gal\/sondepoetas\/2009\/03\/13\/cunetas-luis-pimentel\/"},"modified":"2020-05-02T09:43:52","modified_gmt":"2020-05-02T07:43:52","slug":"cunetas-luis-pimentel","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bitaculas.as-pg.gal\/sondepoetas\/2009\/03\/13\/cunetas-luis-pimentel\/","title":{"rendered":"Cunetas. Lu\u00eds Pimentel"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>\u00a1Outra vez, outra vez o terror!<br>Un d\u00eda e outro d\u00eda,<br>sen camp\u00e1s, sen protesta.<br>Galicia ametrallada nas cunetas<br>dos seus cami\u00f1os.<br>Ch\u00e9ganos outro berro.<br>Se\u00f1or, \u00bfqu\u00e9 fixemos?<br>-Non fales en voz alta-<br>\u00bfHasta c\u00e1ndo durar\u00e1 iste gran enterro?<br>-Non chores que poden escoitarte.<br>Hoxe non choran m\u00e1is que os que aman a Galicia-<br>\u00a1Os milleiros de horas, de s\u00e9culos,<br>que fixeron falla<br>para faguer un home!<br>Te\u00f1en que se encher a\u00ednda<br>as cunetas<br>con sangue de mestres o de obreiros.<br>Lama, sangue e b\u00e1goas nos sulcos<br>son semente.<\/p>\n<p>&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;.<\/p>\n<p>Docemente chove.<br>Enviso, arrod\u00e9ame unha eterna noite.<br>Xa non ter\u00e9i palabras pra os meus versos.<br>Desvelado, pola ma\u00f1\u00e1n cedo<br>baixo por un cami\u00f1o.<br>Nos pazos onde se trama o crimen<br>ondean bandeiras pingando anilina.<br>Hai un aire de pombas mortas.<br>Tremo outra vez de medo.<br>Se\u00f1or, isto \u00e9 o home.<br>Todas as portas est\u00e1n pechadas.<br>Con ninguen podes trocar teu sorriso.<br>Nos arrab\u00e1s,<br>bandeiras batidas i esfarrapadas.<br>Deixa atr\u00e1s a vila.<br>Ti sabes que todos os d\u00edas<br>hai un home morto na cuneta,<br>que ningu\u00e9n co\u00f1ece a\u00ednda.<br>Unha muller sobre o cad\u00e1ver do seu home<br>chora.<br>Chove.<br>\u00a1Negra sombra, negra sombra!<br>Eu ben sei que hai un misterio na nosa terra,<br>m\u00e1is al\u00e1 da n\u00e9boa,<br>m\u00e1is al\u00e1 do mar,<br>m\u00e1is al\u00e1 da chuvia,<br>m\u00e1is al\u00e1 do bosque.<\/p>\n<p><span>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212; <\/span>Lugo, marzo, 1937<\/p>\n<p><span>Herrero Figueroa, Araceli (1981): <span>Luis Pimentel: Obra in\u00e9dita o no recopilada<\/span>. (Lugo: Ediciones Celta)<\/span><\/p>\n<p>  <a href=\"http:\/\/aula.cesga.es\/courses\/BOTELLA\/document\/PGM\/audios\/As_Cunetas_A_Quenlla.mp3\"><\/a>Versi\u00f3n de<a title=\"aquenlla.com\" href=\"http:\/\/www.aquenlla.com\/seccion.14.php\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\"> A Quenlla<\/a>   <img alt=\"\" src=\"http:\/\/aula.cesga.es\/courses\/BOTELLA\/document\/Imaxes_sidebar\/nova_pestana.gif\" title=\"Este enlace \u00e1brese nunha nova pestana (ou xanela)\"><\/p>\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-audio\"><audio controls src=\"http:\/\/aula.cesga.es\/courses\/BOTELLA\/document\/PGM\/audios\/As_Cunetas_A_Quenlla.mp3\"><\/audio><\/figure>\n<!-- AddThis Advanced Settings generic via filter on the_content --><!-- AddThis Share Buttons generic via filter on the_content -->","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u00a1Outra vez, outra vez o terror!Un d\u00eda e outro d\u00eda,sen camp\u00e1s, sen protesta.Galicia ametrallada nas cunetasdos seus cami\u00f1os.Ch\u00e9ganos outro berro.Se\u00f1or, \u00bfqu\u00e9 fixemos?-Non fales en voz alta-\u00bfHasta c\u00e1ndo durar\u00e1 iste gran enterro?-Non chores que poden escoitarte.Hoxe non choran m\u00e1is que os<span class=\"ellipsis\">&hellip;<\/span> <span class=\"read-more\"><a href=\"https:\/\/bitaculas.as-pg.gal\/sondepoetas\/2009\/03\/13\/cunetas-luis-pimentel\/\">Read more &#8250;<\/a><\/span><!-- AddThis Advanced Settings generic via filter on get_the_excerpt --><!-- AddThis Share Buttons generic via filter on get_the_excerpt --><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[69,8],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/bitaculas.as-pg.gal\/sondepoetas\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/382"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/bitaculas.as-pg.gal\/sondepoetas\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/bitaculas.as-pg.gal\/sondepoetas\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bitaculas.as-pg.gal\/sondepoetas\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bitaculas.as-pg.gal\/sondepoetas\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=382"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/bitaculas.as-pg.gal\/sondepoetas\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/382\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1009,"href":"https:\/\/bitaculas.as-pg.gal\/sondepoetas\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/382\/revisions\/1009"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/bitaculas.as-pg.gal\/sondepoetas\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=382"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bitaculas.as-pg.gal\/sondepoetas\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=382"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bitaculas.as-pg.gal\/sondepoetas\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=382"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}