{"id":4626,"date":"2014-11-09T23:08:10","date_gmt":"2014-11-09T22:08:10","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/poetamatusel.com\/?p=4626"},"modified":"2014-11-09T23:08:10","modified_gmt":"2014-11-09T22:08:10","slug":"road-to-perdition","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/?p=4626","title":{"rendered":"ROAD TO PERDITION"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<table width=\"999\" border=\"0\" cellpadding=\"2\" cellspacing=\"0\">\n<tbody>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/11\/zoccoli-danesi-foto-guido-comin-poetamatusel.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/11\/zoccoli-danesi-foto-guido-comin-poetamatusel.jpg?w=640\" title=\"Zoccoli danesi - Foto Guido Comin PoetaMatus\u00e8l\" width=\"640\" height=\"480\" class=\"alignleft size-large wp-image-4627\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/11\/zoccoli-danesi-foto-guido-comin-poetamatusel.jpg 3648w, https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/11\/zoccoli-danesi-foto-guido-comin-poetamatusel-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/11\/zoccoli-danesi-foto-guido-comin-poetamatusel-768x576.jpg 768w, https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/11\/zoccoli-danesi-foto-guido-comin-poetamatusel-1024x768.jpg 1024w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 640px) 100vw, 640px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<tr>\n<td valign=\"top\" width=\"999\"><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left:20px;\">Di boschetto in boschetto andavo col cane,<br \/>\nper brughiere danesi infinite andavo, per<br \/>\nperdermi, ma poi, con sorpresa, ogni volta<br \/>\nio ritrovavo me stesso: tutti i pezzi tornavano<br \/>\nad essere un unico pezzo, non omogeneo,<br \/>\nforse, ma scibile e riconoscibile, anche da me.  <\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left:20px;\">E non dava fastidio nemmeno il pungente<br \/>\nodore di vasti porcili, quel lezzo nell\u2019aria<br \/>\ndi passi sereni su zoccoli fatti di fiocchi<br \/>\ndi nevi perfette, compagne di sere di sogni.  <\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left:20px;\">Ora, cerco per vane campagne un senso<br \/>\ndi direzione, una bussola o stella cometa;<br \/>\nun segno qualsiasi, di d\u00e8moni o diavoli,<br \/>\nangeli o divinit\u00e0, cartello stradale che dica:<br \/>\n\u00e8 questa la strada, \u00e8 di qua che tu devi andare!  <\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-top:20px;\">\n<table width=\"999\" border=\"0\" cellpadding=\"2\" cellspacing=\"0\">\n<tbody>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/11\/segnali-nella-nebbia-foto-guido-comin-poetamatusel.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/11\/segnali-nella-nebbia-foto-guido-comin-poetamatusel.jpg?w=640\" title=\"Segnali nella nebbia - Foto Guido Comin PoetaMatus\u00e8l\" width=\"640\" height=\"393\" class=\"alignleft size-large wp-image-4628\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<tr>\n<td valign=\"top\" width=\"999\"><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-top:10px;\">\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/10\/icon-for-audio-files.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/10\/icon-for-audio-files.jpg\" alt=\"\" title=\"AUDIO * FILE * AUDIO\" width=\"35\" height=\"35\" class=\"alignleft wp-image-2897\" \/><\/a>  <strong>PoetaMatus\u00e8l legge<br \/>\nROAD TO PERDITION<\/strong>  <\/p>\n<audio class=\"wp-audio-shortcode\" id=\"audio-4626-1\" preload=\"none\" style=\"width: 100%;\" controls=\"controls\"><source type=\"audio\/mpeg\" src=\"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/11\/road-to-perdition.mp3?_=1\" \/><a href=\"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/11\/road-to-perdition.mp3\">https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/11\/road-to-perdition.mp3<\/a><\/audio>\n<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/10\/comment1.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/10\/comment1.jpg?w=100\" alt=\"COMMENT\" width=\"100\" height=\"89\" class=\"alignleft size-large wp-image-4596\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left:40px;\"><strong>Prezioso Visitatore, che mi leggi: un breve commento, magari anche solo un saluto, scritto qui sotto, o un &#8216;Mi Piace&#8217; cliccato, Ti costa solo un piccolo sforzo, per\u00f2 far\u00e0 un GRANDE piacere a me, che lo trovo! Grazie. :O)<\/strong> <\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-top:150px;\">\n<p><span style=\"font-family:'Arial Narrow Special G1';font-size:x-small;\">Copyright \u00a9 2014 Guido Comin PoetaMatus\u00e8l &#8211;  Belluno, Italy. All rights reserved.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; &nbsp; Di boschetto in boschetto andavo col cane, per brughiere danesi infinite andavo, per perdermi, ma poi, con sorpresa, ogni volta io ritrovavo me stesso: tutti i pezzi tornavano ad essere un unico pezzo, non omogeneo, forse, ma scibile e riconoscibile, anche da me. E non dava fastidio nemmeno il pungente odore di vasti [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13,6],"tags":[361,378,396,434,735,813,814,926,1566,1900,2156,2297,2394,2472,2671,2738,2809,2877],"class_list":["post-4626","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poesia-italiana","category-poetry-poesia","tag-boschi","tag-brughiera-danese","tag-bussola","tag-cane","tag-danimarca","tag-disorientamento","tag-disperazione","tag-erica","tag-lezzo","tag-neve-perfetta","tag-perdizione","tag-porcile","tag-puzza","tag-ricerca","tag-senso-della-vita","tag-sogni","tag-stella-cometa","tag-tanfo"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4626","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=4626"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4626\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=4626"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=4626"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=4626"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}