{"id":4839,"date":"2015-03-03T16:17:07","date_gmt":"2015-03-03T15:17:07","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/poetamatusel.com\/?p=4807"},"modified":"2015-03-03T16:17:07","modified_gmt":"2015-03-03T15:17:07","slug":"senza-ne-madre-ne-tana","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/?p=4839","title":{"rendered":"SENZA N\u00c9 MADRE N\u00c9 TANA"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<table width=\"999\" border=\"0\" cellpadding=\"2\" cellspacing=\"0\">\n<tbody>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/07\/dog-waiting-on-road-photo-megan-maloy.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/07\/dog-waiting-on-road-photo-megan-maloy.jpg\" title=\"Dog waiting on road - Photo Megan Maloy\" width=\"598\" height=\"449\" class=\"alignleft size-full wp-image-3717\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/07\/dog-waiting-on-road-photo-megan-maloy.jpg 598w, https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/07\/dog-waiting-on-road-photo-megan-maloy-300x225.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 598px) 100vw, 598px\" \/><\/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:80px;\">Cresciuto senza n\u00e9 tana n\u00e9 madre,<br \/>\nil cucciolo ha sempre cercato calore<br \/>\nda mani talvolta sincere ed altre<br \/>\nmere illusioni, esche per trappole<br \/>\ndegne di modernissime maghe Circi.    <\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left:80px;\">Impavido, ma forse solo in parvenza,<br \/>\nvagabondo, si \u00e8 per\u00f2 sempre orientato<br \/>\ncon la luce di femmine-stelle, che a lui<br \/>\nsembravano fari insperati nel caos &#8230;   <\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left:80px;\">Ora, il vecchio cagnaccio rognoso<br \/>\nnon teme la morte \u2013 magari da esca<br \/>\nper inconsapevoli squali imprudenti \u2013<br \/>\nbens\u00ec, per la primissima volta, inattesa,<br \/>\nuna vita che non ha pi\u00f9 un senso vero!   <\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<table width=\"999\" border=\"0\" cellpadding=\"2\" cellspacing=\"0\">\n<tbody>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/03\/tramonto-in-un-groviglio-di-rami-di-febbraio-foto-guido-comin-poetamatusel.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/03\/tramonto-in-un-groviglio-di-rami-di-febbraio-foto-guido-comin-poetamatusel.jpg?w=640\" title=\"Tramonto in un groviglio di rami di febbraio - Foto Guido Comin PoetaMatus\u00e8l\" width=\"640\" height=\"385\" class=\"alignleft size-large wp-image-4815\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<tr>\n<td valign=\"top\" width=\"999\"><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\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 \/>\nSENZA N\u00c9 MADRE N\u00c9 TANA <\/strong>  <\/p>\n<audio class=\"wp-audio-shortcode\" id=\"audio-4839-1\" preload=\"none\" style=\"width: 100%;\" controls=\"controls\"><source type=\"audio\/mpeg\" src=\"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/03\/senza-ne-madre-ne-tana.mp3?_=1\" \/><a href=\"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/03\/senza-ne-madre-ne-tana.mp3\">https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/03\/senza-ne-madre-ne-tana.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><em>Prezioso Visitatore che mi leggi, un breve commento, anche solo un saluto, scritto qui sotto &#8211; o un &#8216;Mi Piace&#8217; cliccato &#8211; non ti costa che un piccolissimo sforzo, per\u00f2 far\u00e0 un GRANDE piacere a me, quando lo legger\u00f2! Grazie. <\/em> &nbsp; :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:small;\">Copyright \u00a9 2015 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; Cresciuto senza n\u00e9 tana n\u00e9 madre, il cucciolo ha sempre cercato calore da mani talvolta sincere ed altre mere illusioni, esche per trappole degne di modernissime maghe Circi. Impavido, ma forse solo in parvenza, vagabondo, si \u00e8 per\u00f2 sempre orientato con la luce di femmine-stelle, che a lui sembravano fari insperati nel caos [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[5,13,6],"tags":[24,436,451,718,813,814,857,1010,1640,1816,2671,2810,3052,3053,3140],"class_list":["post-4839","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poesia-contemporanea-2","category-poesia-italiana","category-poetry-poesia","tag-abbandono","tag-cane-randagio","tag-caos","tag-cucciolo-orfano","tag-disorientamento","tag-disperazione","tag-donne","tag-faro","tag-maga-circe","tag-morte","tag-senso-della-vita","tag-stelle","tag-vagabondaggio","tag-vagabondo","tag-vita"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4839","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=4839"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4839\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=4839"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=4839"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=4839"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}