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		<title>Fotos y poesía</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>&#8216;Al lado tuyo, pero no de tu mano: así te miro&#8217; El poema de Louise Glück que leímos al despertar con la noticia de su premio nobel. No conocíamos a Louise Glück y no te gustaba la poesía pero supe que hablaba de nosotros. Después conocí a Ocean Vuong: &#8216;El cuerpo fue hecho suave para [&#8230;]</p>
<p>La entrada <a href="https://errr-magazine.com/fotos-y-poesia/">Fotos y poesía</a> se publicó primero en <a href="https://errr-magazine.com">ERRR MAGAZINE</a>.</p>
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										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><img data-recalc-dims="1" fetchpriority="high" decoding="async" src="https://i0.wp.com/errr-magazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/01_amantes-scaled.jpg?resize=1706%2C2560&#038;ssl=1" alt="" width="1706" height="2560" class="alignnone size-full wp-image-168702" srcset="https://i0.wp.com/errr-magazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/01_amantes-scaled.jpg?w=1706&amp;ssl=1 1706w, https://i0.wp.com/errr-magazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/01_amantes-scaled.jpg?resize=200%2C300&amp;ssl=1 200w, https://i0.wp.com/errr-magazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/01_amantes-scaled.jpg?resize=683%2C1024&amp;ssl=1 683w, https://i0.wp.com/errr-magazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/01_amantes-scaled.jpg?resize=768%2C1152&amp;ssl=1 768w, https://i0.wp.com/errr-magazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/01_amantes-scaled.jpg?resize=1024%2C1536&amp;ssl=1 1024w, https://i0.wp.com/errr-magazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/01_amantes-scaled.jpg?resize=1365%2C2048&amp;ssl=1 1365w, https://i0.wp.com/errr-magazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/01_amantes-scaled.jpg?resize=660%2C990&amp;ssl=1 660w, https://i0.wp.com/errr-magazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/01_amantes-scaled.jpg?resize=1000%2C1500&amp;ssl=1 1000w, https://i0.wp.com/errr-magazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/01_amantes-scaled.jpg?resize=1320%2C1980&amp;ssl=1 1320w" sizes="(max-width: 1000px) 100vw, 1000px" /><br />
&#8216;Al lado tuyo, pero no<br />
de tu mano: así te miro&#8217;<br />
El poema de Louise Glück que leímos al despertar con la noticia de su premio nobel. No conocíamos a Louise Glück y no te gustaba la poesía pero supe que hablaba de nosotros.</p>
<p><img data-recalc-dims="1" decoding="async" src="https://i0.wp.com/errr-magazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/02_bosque-scaled.jpg?resize=1707%2C2560&#038;ssl=1" alt="" width="1707" height="2560" class="alignnone size-full wp-image-168703" srcset="https://i0.wp.com/errr-magazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/02_bosque-scaled.jpg?w=1707&amp;ssl=1 1707w, https://i0.wp.com/errr-magazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/02_bosque-scaled.jpg?resize=200%2C300&amp;ssl=1 200w, https://i0.wp.com/errr-magazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/02_bosque-scaled.jpg?resize=683%2C1024&amp;ssl=1 683w, https://i0.wp.com/errr-magazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/02_bosque-scaled.jpg?resize=768%2C1152&amp;ssl=1 768w, https://i0.wp.com/errr-magazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/02_bosque-scaled.jpg?resize=1024%2C1536&amp;ssl=1 1024w, https://i0.wp.com/errr-magazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/02_bosque-scaled.jpg?resize=1365%2C2048&amp;ssl=1 1365w, https://i0.wp.com/errr-magazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/02_bosque-scaled.jpg?resize=660%2C990&amp;ssl=1 660w, https://i0.wp.com/errr-magazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/02_bosque-scaled.jpg?resize=1000%2C1500&amp;ssl=1 1000w, https://i0.wp.com/errr-magazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/02_bosque-scaled.jpg?resize=1320%2C1980&amp;ssl=1 1320w" sizes="(max-width: 1000px) 100vw, 1000px" /><br />
Después conocí a Ocean Vuong:<br />
&#8216;El cuerpo fue hecho suave<br />
para protegernos<br />
                           de la soledad&#8217;.<br />
Suavidad. Lo que quiero para mis fotos. Que sean suaves.<br />
Lo que quería de ti. Que fueras suave.</p>
<p><img data-recalc-dims="1" decoding="async" src="https://i0.wp.com/errr-magazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/03_atisbo.jpg?resize=1243%2C1875&#038;ssl=1" alt="" width="1243" height="1875" class="alignnone size-full wp-image-168704" srcset="https://i0.wp.com/errr-magazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/03_atisbo.jpg?w=1243&amp;ssl=1 1243w, https://i0.wp.com/errr-magazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/03_atisbo.jpg?resize=199%2C300&amp;ssl=1 199w, https://i0.wp.com/errr-magazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/03_atisbo.jpg?resize=679%2C1024&amp;ssl=1 679w, https://i0.wp.com/errr-magazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/03_atisbo.jpg?resize=768%2C1158&amp;ssl=1 768w, https://i0.wp.com/errr-magazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/03_atisbo.jpg?resize=1018%2C1536&amp;ssl=1 1018w, https://i0.wp.com/errr-magazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/03_atisbo.jpg?resize=660%2C996&amp;ssl=1 660w, https://i0.wp.com/errr-magazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/03_atisbo.jpg?resize=1000%2C1508&amp;ssl=1 1000w" sizes="(max-width: 1000px) 100vw, 1000px" /><br />
Alguien publicó en Twitter la foto de un cisne muerto en un río congelado, cubierto de flores que la gente arrojaba al pasar. &#8216;Estoy segura de que así se vería la poesía&#8217;, sentenció. Me enviaste eso y dije, &#8216;No sé, no sé, en poesía se diría que esa es una imagen muy afectada&#8217;. Mira, esta foto borrosa también es poesía.</p>
<p><img data-recalc-dims="1" decoding="async" src="https://i0.wp.com/errr-magazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/04_quiza-scaled.jpg?resize=2560%2C1697&#038;ssl=1" alt="" width="2560" height="1697" class="alignnone size-full wp-image-168705" srcset="https://i0.wp.com/errr-magazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/04_quiza-scaled.jpg?w=2560&amp;ssl=1 2560w, https://i0.wp.com/errr-magazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/04_quiza-scaled.jpg?resize=300%2C199&amp;ssl=1 300w, https://i0.wp.com/errr-magazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/04_quiza-scaled.jpg?resize=1024%2C679&amp;ssl=1 1024w, https://i0.wp.com/errr-magazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/04_quiza-scaled.jpg?resize=768%2C509&amp;ssl=1 768w, https://i0.wp.com/errr-magazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/04_quiza-scaled.jpg?resize=1536%2C1018&amp;ssl=1 1536w, https://i0.wp.com/errr-magazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/04_quiza-scaled.jpg?resize=2048%2C1358&amp;ssl=1 2048w, https://i0.wp.com/errr-magazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/04_quiza-scaled.jpg?resize=660%2C438&amp;ssl=1 660w, https://i0.wp.com/errr-magazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/04_quiza-scaled.jpg?resize=1000%2C663&amp;ssl=1 1000w, https://i0.wp.com/errr-magazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/04_quiza-scaled.jpg?resize=373%2C248&amp;ssl=1 373w, https://i0.wp.com/errr-magazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/04_quiza-scaled.jpg?resize=1320%2C875&amp;ssl=1 1320w" sizes="(max-width: 1000px) 100vw, 1000px" /><br />
&#8216;En el fondo de todo hay un jardín&#8217;, lo escribió Olga Orozco. Perdón, solo puedo hablar con citas, como si aún no confiara en mis propias palabras, como si aún no tuviera voz.</p>
<p><img data-recalc-dims="1" decoding="async" src="https://i0.wp.com/errr-magazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/05_inquilina-scaled.jpg?resize=2560%2C1706&#038;ssl=1" alt="" width="2560" height="1706" class="alignnone size-full wp-image-168706" srcset="https://i0.wp.com/errr-magazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/05_inquilina-scaled.jpg?w=2560&amp;ssl=1 2560w, https://i0.wp.com/errr-magazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/05_inquilina-scaled.jpg?resize=300%2C200&amp;ssl=1 300w, https://i0.wp.com/errr-magazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/05_inquilina-scaled.jpg?resize=1024%2C683&amp;ssl=1 1024w, https://i0.wp.com/errr-magazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/05_inquilina-scaled.jpg?resize=768%2C512&amp;ssl=1 768w, https://i0.wp.com/errr-magazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/05_inquilina-scaled.jpg?resize=1536%2C1024&amp;ssl=1 1536w, https://i0.wp.com/errr-magazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/05_inquilina-scaled.jpg?resize=2048%2C1365&amp;ssl=1 2048w, https://i0.wp.com/errr-magazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/05_inquilina-scaled.jpg?resize=660%2C440&amp;ssl=1 660w, https://i0.wp.com/errr-magazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/05_inquilina-scaled.jpg?resize=1000%2C667&amp;ssl=1 1000w, https://i0.wp.com/errr-magazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/05_inquilina-scaled.jpg?resize=373%2C248&amp;ssl=1 373w, https://i0.wp.com/errr-magazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/05_inquilina-scaled.jpg?resize=1320%2C880&amp;ssl=1 1320w" sizes="(max-width: 1000px) 100vw, 1000px" /><br />
Y alguien que ya no recuerdo dijo &#8216;hago fotos de lo que no puedo poseer&#8217;. Sí. Habría querido que esa fuera mi casa, este mi gato, ese mi cuerpo, estas mis palabras, nosotros esos amantes. Solo tengo fotos.</p>
<div class="saboxplugin-wrap" itemtype="http://schema.org/Person" itemscope itemprop="author"><div class="saboxplugin-tab"><div class="saboxplugin-gravatar"><img alt='Camilo Castaño' src='https://secure.gravatar.com/avatar/7408a344cffbd8661caeb9461810300c895d561122b103866833ffd4a1bb620a?s=100&#038;d=identicon&#038;r=g' srcset='https://secure.gravatar.com/avatar/7408a344cffbd8661caeb9461810300c895d561122b103866833ffd4a1bb620a?s=200&#038;d=identicon&#038;r=g 2x' class='avatar avatar-100 photo' height='100' width='100' itemprop="image"/></div><div class="saboxplugin-authorname"><a href="https://errr-magazine.com/author/camilocastanae/" class="vcard author" rel="author"><span class="fn">Camilo Castaño</span></a></div><div class="saboxplugin-desc"><div itemprop="description"><p>Camilo Castaño: diseñador de oficio y fotógrafo de vocación, dibujante amateur y lector en filas, salas de espera y viajes en metro.</p>
</div></div><div class="saboxplugin-web "><a href="https://www.instagram.com/camilocastanae/" target="_blank" >www.instagram.com/camilocastanae/</a></div><div class="clearfix"></div></div></div><p>La entrada <a href="https://errr-magazine.com/fotos-y-poesia/">Fotos y poesía</a> se publicó primero en <a href="https://errr-magazine.com">ERRR MAGAZINE</a>.</p>
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