{"id":17,"date":"2026-06-07T19:05:12","date_gmt":"2026-06-07T17:05:12","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/nuestrosescritores.com\/isabelmartingrande\/?page_id=17"},"modified":"2026-06-09T00:02:16","modified_gmt":"2026-06-08T22:02:16","slug":"poesias","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/nuestrosescritores.com\/isabelmartingrande\/poesias\/","title":{"rendered":"POES\u00cdAS"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"wpb-content-wrapper\">[vc_row full_width=&#8221;stretch_row_content_no_spaces&#8221;][vc_column extend=&#8221;false&#8221;]<div class='gambit_parallax_row' data-bg-align='' data-direction='fixed' data-opacity='100' data-velocity='-0.3' data-mobile-enabled='' data-bg-height='768' data-bg-width='1344' data-bg-image='https:\/\/nuestrosescritores.com\/isabelmartingrande\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/251\/2026\/06\/12-Mediana.jpg' data-bg-repeat='false' data-id='' style='display: none'><\/div><div class=\"gambit_fullheight_row\" data-content-location=\"center\" style=\"display: none\"><\/div>[\/vc_column][\/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column extend=&#8221;false&#8221;][vc_column_text css=&#8221;.vc_custom_1768760837310{padding: 5% !important;}&#8221;]\n<h1><strong><em>EL UMBRAL DEL MEDIO D\u00cdA<\/em><\/strong><\/h1>\n<p><em>Y<br \/>\nme buscaste<br \/>\nen los libros: El amarillo<br \/>\ny el de las caras.<br \/>\nDonde en silencio yo era l\u00edneas esperadas.<br \/>\nMe encontraste<br \/>\nal final del d\u00eda,<br \/>\ncuando la tarde se acaba.<br \/>\nY<br \/>\nme hablaste,<br \/>\nrepasando el destino<br \/>\ndel pasado que pasaba<br \/>\ncomo agua malgastada,<br \/>\npein\u00e1ndonos las risas, los recuerdos y las canas.<br \/>\nY<br \/>\naqu\u00ed estamos:<br \/>\nrompiendo rutinas rancias,<br \/>\nsintiendo viva la vida,<br \/>\nrevivi\u00e9ndonos en palabras<br \/>\ndulces, amargas y amadas.<\/em><\/p>\n<span class='bctt-click-to-tweet'><span class='bctt-ctt-text'><a href='https:\/\/x.com\/intent\/tweet?url=https%3A%2F%2Fnuestrosescritores.com%2Fisabelmartingrande%2Fpoesias%2F&#038;text=EL%20UMBRAL%20DEL%20MEDIO%20D%C3%8DA%20del%20libro%20Caminantes%20%28Poemas%20del%20duelo%20y%20la%20memoria%29%20de%20ISABEL%20MART%C3%8DN%20GRANDE&#038;via=poesiaerestu&#038;related=poesiaerestu' target='_blank'rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">EL UMBRAL DEL MEDIO D\u00cdA del libro Caminantes (Poemas del duelo y la memoria) de ISABEL MART\u00cdN GRANDE <\/a><\/span><a href='https:\/\/x.com\/intent\/tweet?url=https%3A%2F%2Fnuestrosescritores.com%2Fisabelmartingrande%2Fpoesias%2F&#038;text=EL%20UMBRAL%20DEL%20MEDIO%20D%C3%8DA%20del%20libro%20Caminantes%20%28Poemas%20del%20duelo%20y%20la%20memoria%29%20de%20ISABEL%20MART%C3%8DN%20GRANDE&#038;via=poesiaerestu&#038;related=poesiaerestu' target='_blank' class='bctt-ctt-btn'rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Compartir en X<\/a><\/span>\n&nbsp;[\/vc_column_text][\/vc_column][\/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]\n[\/vc_column_text][\/vc_column][\/vc_row][vc_row full_width=&#8221;stretch_row_content_no_spaces&#8221;][vc_column extend=&#8221;false&#8221;]<div class='gambit_parallax_row' data-bg-align='' data-direction='fixed' data-opacity='100' data-velocity='-0.3' data-mobile-enabled='' data-bg-height='768' data-bg-width='1344' data-bg-image='https:\/\/nuestrosescritores.com\/isabelmartingrande\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/251\/2026\/06\/9-Mediana.jpg' data-bg-repeat='false' data-id='' style='display: none'><\/div><div class=\"gambit_fullheight_row\" data-content-location=\"center\" style=\"display: none\"><\/div>[\/vc_column][\/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column extend=&#8221;false&#8221;][vc_column_text css=&#8221;.vc_custom_1768760837310{padding: 5% !important;}&#8221;]\n<h1><strong><em>LA LUZ EN VOZ BAJA<\/em><\/strong><\/h1>\n<p><em>Busco el reflejo en el azogue<br \/>\npero encuentro solo tu luz:<br \/>\nla que desprend\u00eda el vaho de mi nombre<br \/>\ncuando lo pronunciabas en voz baja.<br \/>\nMis miedos se deshac\u00edan<br \/>\ncomo sal en el agua.<br \/>\nEn ese cristal de pulso limpio<br \/>\ndonde la niebla se despejaba<br \/>\nal fondo de tu mirada.<br \/>\n\u00c9ramos dos espejos fluyendo;<br \/>\nno proyect\u00e1bamos la sombra de lo que fuimos,<br \/>\nsino lo que est\u00e1bamos siendo:<br \/>\ndos vidas ya sin costra ni distancia.<br \/>\nLa soledad se torna un \u00f3xido muerto<br \/>\nque ning\u00fan viento persigue,<br \/>\nporque tu pupila me alcanza<br \/>\ny en su centro, mi peso ya descansa.<\/em><\/p>\n<span class='bctt-click-to-tweet'><span class='bctt-ctt-text'><a href='https:\/\/x.com\/intent\/tweet?url=https%3A%2F%2Fnuestrosescritores.com%2Fisabelmartingrande%2Fpoesias%2F&#038;text=LA%20LUZ%20EN%20VOZ%20BAJA%20del%20libro%20Caminantes%20%28Poemas%20del%20duelo%20y%20la%20memoria%29%20de%20ISABEL%20MART%C3%8DN%20GRANDE&#038;via=poesiaerestu&#038;related=poesiaerestu' target='_blank'rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">LA LUZ EN VOZ BAJA del libro Caminantes (Poemas del duelo y la memoria) de ISABEL MART\u00cdN GRANDE <\/a><\/span><a href='https:\/\/x.com\/intent\/tweet?url=https%3A%2F%2Fnuestrosescritores.com%2Fisabelmartingrande%2Fpoesias%2F&#038;text=LA%20LUZ%20EN%20VOZ%20BAJA%20del%20libro%20Caminantes%20%28Poemas%20del%20duelo%20y%20la%20memoria%29%20de%20ISABEL%20MART%C3%8DN%20GRANDE&#038;via=poesiaerestu&#038;related=poesiaerestu' target='_blank' class='bctt-ctt-btn'rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Compartir en 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el sufrimiento<br \/>\nes punto y aparte.<br \/>\nEst\u00e1 en otro rengl\u00f3n<br \/>\ny nunca va, conmigo.<br \/>\nSi me escribes, Amor,<br \/>\nno uses venenosa tinta,<br \/>\nesa enredadera<br \/>\nque asfixia el papel<br \/>\ncon culpas del ayer.<br \/>\nNi orles apegos innecesarios<br \/>\nen la caligraf\u00eda del dolor,<br \/>\nque jam\u00e1s va conmigo.<br \/>\nSi me escribes, Amor,<br \/>\nhazlo con May\u00fasculas:<br \/>\nlibres, gloriosas, rid\u00edculas.<br \/>\nSin reglas ni l\u00edneas,<br \/>\ncon la m\u00fasica suntuosa<br \/>\nde tu algarab\u00eda y sinraz\u00f3n.<br \/>\nSi me escribes, Amor,<br \/>\nusa colores: ensalada gozosa<br \/>\ndesde la cocina de tu coraz\u00f3n.<br \/>\nFirmado con tu nombre de hombre,<br \/>\nempezando por la A<br \/>\ny acabando, conmigo.<br \/>\nSi me escribes, Amor,<br \/>\n\u00a1toda la vida<br \/>\nte estar\u00e9 leyendo!<\/em><\/p>\n<span class='bctt-click-to-tweet'><span class='bctt-ctt-text'><a 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miro:<br \/>\nen tus recovecos,<br \/>\nel r\u00edo.<br \/>\nY soy faro luminoso<br \/>\noteando halcones dibujados en el horizonte;<br \/>\nnost\u00e1lgico sue\u00f1o brav\u00edo de un oc\u00e9ano glorioso,<br \/>\ndue\u00f1o de mis d\u00edas con sus noches.<br \/>\nY soy inm\u00f3vil roca<br \/>\nen mi eterno aqu\u00ed y ahora,<br \/>\najena al fluir fugaz<br \/>\ndel ocaso y de la aurora.<br \/>\nAnclada al destino elegido,<br \/>\npermanezco por si resucitas reconstruido.<br \/>\nEn la orilla quieta<br \/>\ndel tiempo perdido,<br \/>\nmiro, miro y miro,<br \/>\nen tus recovecos,<br \/>\nel r\u00edo esquivo.<\/em><\/p>\n<span class='bctt-click-to-tweet'><span class='bctt-ctt-text'><a href='https:\/\/x.com\/intent\/tweet?url=https%3A%2F%2Fnuestrosescritores.com%2Fisabelmartingrande%2Fpoesias%2F&#038;text=LA%20ORILLA%20QUIETA%20del%20libro%20Caminantes%20%28Poemas%20del%20duelo%20y%20la%20memoria%29%20de%20ISABEL%20MART%C3%8DN%20GRANDE&#038;via=poesiaerestu&#038;related=poesiaerestu' 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oscuro<br \/>\nque anhela el rayo del universo entero por bandera.<br \/>\nEn esos ratos.<br \/>\nEn ese instante.<br \/>\nEn ese segundo.<br \/>\nLo \u00fanico que existe<br \/>\nes que, en tu ausencia,<br \/>\nsigues siendo presencia.<\/em><\/p>\n<span class='bctt-click-to-tweet'><span class='bctt-ctt-text'><a href='https:\/\/x.com\/intent\/tweet?url=https%3A%2F%2Fnuestrosescritores.com%2Fisabelmartingrande%2Fpoesias%2F&#038;text=EL%20INSTANTE%20GIGANTE%20del%20libro%20Caminantes%20%28Poemas%20del%20duelo%20y%20la%20memoria%29%20de%20ISABEL%20MART%C3%8DN%20GRANDE&#038;via=poesiaerestu&#038;related=poesiaerestu' target='_blank'rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">EL INSTANTE GIGANTE del libro Caminantes (Poemas del duelo y la memoria) de ISABEL MART\u00cdN GRANDE <\/a><\/span><a 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