{"id":6435,"date":"2016-03-14T12:24:26","date_gmt":"2016-03-14T11:24:26","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/poetamatusel.com\/?p=5242"},"modified":"2016-03-14T12:24:26","modified_gmt":"2016-03-14T11:24:26","slug":"nelloasi-nostrana-di-sempre","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/?p=6435","title":{"rendered":"NELL\u2019OASI NOSTRANA DI SEMPRE"},"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\/2016\/03\/il-fatidico-bivio-di-vita-foto-guido-comin-poetamatusel.jpg\" rel=\"attachment wp-att-5243\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/03\/il-fatidico-bivio-di-vita-foto-guido-comin-poetamatusel.jpg?w=640\" title=\"Fatidico bivio di Vita, alla Frost - Foto Guido Comin PoetaMatus\u00e8l\" width=\"640\" height=\"396\" class=\"alignleft size-large wp-image-5243\" \/><\/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:210px;\"><em>A Gi<\/em> <\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left:20px;\">Nel mio girovagare senza una meta precisa,<br \/>\nmi accompagnano il picchio invisibile, i corvi<br \/>\ne le gazze, poi del fagiano la rauca trombetta;<br \/>\ne, sempre immancabili, onnipresenti gabbiani.<br \/>\nManca solo il padrone di casa, piccolo e mite<br \/>\nuccelletto dal nome improbabile: <em>codib\u00f9gnolo<\/em>.<br \/>\nMancheresti anche Tu, eppure no, sei presente,<br \/>\nperch\u00e9, sebbene lontana, accompagni \u2013 in tutta<br \/>\nquesta impossibile pace \u2013 il mio passo distratto.<br \/>\nGrazie a Te, mi rigenero, qui si ricarica l\u2019Anima!  <\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<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\/2016\/03\/un-passo-distratto-calpesta-di-tutto-foto-guido-comin-poetamatusel.jpg\" rel=\"attachment wp-att-5244\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/03\/un-passo-distratto-calpesta-di-tutto-foto-guido-comin-poetamatusel.jpg?w=640\" title=\"Un passo distratto calpesta di tutto - Foto Guido Comin PoetaMatus\u00e8l\" width=\"640\" height=\"455\" class=\"alignleft size-large wp-image-5244\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<tr>\n<td valign=\"top\" width=\"999\"><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\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=\"\" width=\"35\" height=\"35\" class=\"alignleft wp-image-2897\" \/><\/a>  <strong>PoetaMatus\u00e8l legge<br \/>\nNELL\u2019OASI NOSTRANA DI SEMPRE<\/strong>  <\/p>\n<audio class=\"wp-audio-shortcode\" id=\"audio-6435-1\" preload=\"none\" style=\"width: 100%;\" controls=\"controls\"><source type=\"audio\/mpeg\" src=\"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/03\/nell-oasi-nostrana-di-sempre.mp3?_=1\" \/><a href=\"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/03\/nell-oasi-nostrana-di-sempre.mp3\">https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/03\/nell-oasi-nostrana-di-sempre.mp3<\/a><\/audio>\n<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/03\/dscn6953.jpg\" rel=\"attachment wp-att-5221\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/03\/dscn6953.jpg?w=150\" title=\"Profumo di quasi primavera \u2013 Foto Guido Comin PoetaMatus\u00e8l\" width=\"150\" height=\"125\" class=\"alignleft size-thumbnail wp-image-5221\" \/><\/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 2016 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; A Gi &nbsp; Nel mio girovagare senza una meta precisa, mi accompagnano il picchio invisibile, i corvi e le gazze, poi del fagiano la rauca trombetta; e, sempre immancabili, onnipresenti gabbiani. Manca solo il padrone di casa, piccolo e mite uccelletto dal nome improbabile: codib\u00f9gnolo. Mancheresti anche Tu, eppure no, sei presente, perch\u00e9, [&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":[57,152,597,690,986,1167,1191,1257,1290,1961,2031,2191,2333,2492],"class_list":["post-6435","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poesia-contemporanea-2","category-poesia-italiana","category-poetry-poesia","tag-aegithalos-caudatus","tag-anima","tag-codibugnolo","tag-corvi","tag-fagiano","tag-gabbiani","tag-gazze","tag-girovagare","tag-gratitudine","tag-oasi-naturale","tag-pace","tag-picchio","tag-presenza-lontana","tag-rigenerazione"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6435","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=6435"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6435\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=6435"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=6435"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=6435"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}