{"id":1002,"date":"2011-01-08T23:34:04","date_gmt":"2011-01-08T22:34:04","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/poetapazzo.wordpress.com\/?p=1002"},"modified":"2011-01-08T23:34:04","modified_gmt":"2011-01-08T22:34:04","slug":"nivea-catarsi","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/?p=1002","title":{"rendered":"NIVEA CATARSI"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"padding-left:30px;\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/01\/neve-e-cuoricini-foto-guido-comin.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright size-full wp-image-1005\" title=\"Neve e cuoricini - Foto Guido Comin\" src=\"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/01\/neve-e-cuoricini-foto-guido-comin.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"550\" height=\"427\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left:30px;\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left:200px;\"><span style=\"font-family:'Bookman Old Style';font-size:small;\"><br \/>\n&#8220;La neve \u00e8 una poesia. Una poesia che<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left:200px;\"><span style=\"font-family:'Bookman Old Style';font-size:small;\"> cade dalle nuvole in fiocchi bianchi e leggeri.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left:200px;\"><span style=\"font-family:'Bookman Old Style';font-size:small;\">Maxence Fermine, <em>Neve<\/em>, 1<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left:30px;\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left:30px;\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left:30px;\">Sei come<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left:30px;\">questa neve che purifica,<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left:30px;\">leggera e delicata,<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left:30px;\">cancella le brutture<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left:30px;\">del paesaggio,<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left:30px;\">ispira solo<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left:30px;\">teneri pensieri,<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left:30px;\">fa sognare ma<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left:30px;\">soltanto cose pure,<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left:30px;\">scende sul mio cuore<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left:30px;\">a grandi fiocchi,<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left:30px;\">fino a lasciarlo<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left:30px;\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left:30px;\">interamente <em>bianco<\/em>.<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left:90px;\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left:90px;\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left:90px;\">E un passero gioioso,<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left:120px;\">saltellando,<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left:60px;\">vi scrive nuove<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left:150px;\">storie di magia.<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"vertical-align:baseline;line-height:100%;word-spacing:0;margin-left:5pt;margin-top:1px;margin-bottom:1px;\"><span style=\"font-family:'Bookman Old Style';font-size:small;\"> <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"line-height:100%;word-spacing:0;vertical-align:baseline;margin-left:5pt;margin-top:1px;margin-bottom:1px;\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"line-height:100%;word-spacing:0;vertical-align:baseline;margin-left:5pt;margin-top:1px;margin-bottom:1px;\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"line-height:100%;word-spacing:0;vertical-align:baseline;margin-left:5pt;margin-top:1px;margin-bottom:1px;\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"line-height:100%;word-spacing:0;vertical-align:baseline;margin-left:5pt;margin-top:1px;margin-bottom:1px;\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"line-height:100%;word-spacing:0;vertical-align:baseline;margin-left:5pt;margin-top:1px;margin-bottom:1px;\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"line-height:100%;word-spacing:0;vertical-align:baseline;margin-left:5pt;margin-top:1px;margin-bottom:1px;\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"line-height:100%;word-spacing:0;vertical-align:baseline;margin-left:5pt;margin-top:1px;margin-bottom:1px;\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"line-height:100%;word-spacing:0;vertical-align:baseline;margin-left:5pt;margin-top:1px;margin-bottom:1px;\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"line-height:100%;word-spacing:0;vertical-align:baseline;margin-left:5pt;margin-top:1px;margin-bottom:1px;\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"line-height:100%;word-spacing:0;vertical-align:baseline;margin-left:5pt;margin-top:1px;margin-bottom:1px;\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"line-height:100%;word-spacing:0;vertical-align:baseline;margin-left:5pt;margin-top:1px;margin-bottom:1px;\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"line-height:100%;word-spacing:0;vertical-align:baseline;margin-left:5pt;margin-top:1px;margin-bottom:1px;\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"line-height:100%;word-spacing:0;vertical-align:baseline;margin-left:5pt;margin-top:1px;margin-bottom:1px;\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"line-height:100%;word-spacing:0;vertical-align:baseline;margin-left:5pt;margin-top:1px;margin-bottom:1px;\"><span style=\"font-family:'Arial Narrow Special G1';font-size:x-small;\">Copyright \u00a9 2011 Guido Comin \u2013 Belluno, Italy. All rights reserved.<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"line-height:100%;word-spacing:0;vertical-align:baseline;margin-left:5pt;margin-top:1px;margin-bottom:1px;\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"line-height:100%;word-spacing:0;vertical-align:baseline;margin-left:5pt;margin-top:1px;margin-bottom:1px;text-align:right;\">\u2663<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"line-height:100%;word-spacing:0;vertical-align:baseline;margin-left:5pt;margin-top:1px;margin-bottom:1px;\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"line-height:100%;word-spacing:0;vertical-align:baseline;margin-left:5pt;margin-top:1px;margin-bottom:1px;\"><span style=\"font-family:'Arial Narrow Special G1';font-size:x-small;\">.<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"line-height:100%;word-spacing:0;vertical-align:baseline;margin-left:5pt;margin-top:1px;margin-bottom:1px;\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"line-height:100%;word-spacing:0;vertical-align:baseline;margin-left:5pt;margin-top:1px;margin-bottom:1px;\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; &nbsp; &#8220;La neve \u00e8 una poesia. Una poesia che cade dalle nuvole in fiocchi bianchi e leggeri.&#8221; Maxence Fermine, Neve, 1 &nbsp; &nbsp; Sei come questa neve che purifica, leggera e delicata, cancella le brutture del paesaggio, ispira solo teneri pensieri, fa sognare ma soltanto cose pure, scende sul mio cuore a grandi fiocchi, [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[6],"tags":[502,695,1059,1897,2105,2384,2389,2815,2907],"class_list":["post-1002","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry-poesia","tag-catarsi","tag-cose-pure","tag-fiocchi-di-neve","tag-neve","tag-passero-sulla-neve","tag-pulizia","tag-purificazione","tag-storie-di-magia","tag-teneri-pensieri"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1002","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1002"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1002\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1002"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1002"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1002"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}