<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996907273713707935</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sat, 16 Dec 2017 11:54:21 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>Poesía</category><category>♫ Video Música</category><category>Al mirar y ver</category><category>≈ Videopoema</category><category>Haiku</category><category>~ Videopoema en voz</category><category>Prosa</category><category>Poemas ajenos</category><category>Ruido</category><category>·</category><category>FractaldeÍo</category><category>Música Romà Alonso</category><category>Poem în română</category><category>Desde fuera</category><category>Traducidos por Andrei Langa</category><category>Poemas de Ana Muela Sopeña</category><category>Poemas en galego</category><category>Poemes en català</category><category>Cosas y casos</category><category>Poemas en Português</category><category>Acróstico doble</category><category>Tanka</category><category>Traducidos por Tania Alegria</category><category>Poèmes en français</category><category>Traducidos por Romà Alonso</category><category>Traducidos por Ana Muela</category><category>Traducidos por Pere Bessó</category><category>Leer</category><category>Sin comentarios</category><category>Videos de amigos</category><category>Voces nuevas</category><category>Poemas de amigos</category><title>Ío</title><description></description><link>http://lasendadelarosadormida.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Ío)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2586</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996907273713707935.post-728114207894027754</guid><pubDate>Sun, 05 Nov 2017 07:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-12-12T14:24:38.577+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Música Romà Alonso</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">♫ Video Música</category><title></title><atom:summary type="text">
Entretemps de tardor
                                                                                            
                                                                                                                                                                                
</atom:summary><link>http://lasendadelarosadormida.blogspot.com/2017/11/entretemps-de-tardor-entretemps-de.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ío)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996907273713707935.post-4342139969412444916</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Jun 2017 06:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-06-20T11:07:23.880+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poesía</category><title></title><atom:summary type="text">                                                                                                                                                          
                                                                                                                                                    
Regreso sin mirarme en la palabra:</atom:summary><link>http://lasendadelarosadormida.blogspot.com/2017/06/blog-post_20.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ío)</author><thr:total>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996907273713707935.post-1930952553698055968</guid><pubDate>Mon, 19 Jun 2017 13:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-06-19T15:35:37.490+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poesía</category><title>Así tu voz</title><atom:summary type="text">                                                                                                                                            
Igual que la secreta voz del mar                                                                                         
tu voz ahonda en mi garganta:                                                                                            
vocal, espina,</atom:summary><link>http://lasendadelarosadormida.blogspot.com/2017/06/asi-tu-voz.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ío)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996907273713707935.post-6909923373241353103</guid><pubDate>Sat, 17 Jun 2017 14:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-12-12T14:24:17.964+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poesía</category><title>Cuando el rojo arde</title><atom:summary type="text">                                                                                                               
                                                                                                                                                       
</atom:summary><link>http://lasendadelarosadormida.blogspot.com/2017/06/cuando-el-rojo-arde.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ío)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z519u_ld1zU/WUUzdQH3N4I/AAAAAAAAIqI/C2CsltPsqFwzpcz9BG82V6DtL3s1U344wCLcBGAs/s72-c/Juan%2BLuis%2BSeco.%2BCuando%2Bel%2Brojo%2Barde.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996907273713707935.post-5906341786981911620</guid><pubDate>Fri, 16 Jun 2017 06:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-12-05T10:05:29.972+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Al mirar y ver</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">♫ Video Música</category><title></title><atom:summary type="text">                                                                                                                                       
                                                                                                                                       
</atom:summary><link>http://lasendadelarosadormida.blogspot.com/2017/06/merlaska-del-album-musical-landscapes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ío)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996907273713707935.post-6762354878582811133</guid><pubDate>Wed, 14 Jun 2017 06:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-06-14T11:39:36.823+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poesía</category><title>Bosque tropical</title><atom:summary type="text">                                                                                                                                    
Te levantas urgente                                                                                                        
para tener a punto la mano:                                                                                           
después de cansarla se </atom:summary><link>http://lasendadelarosadormida.blogspot.com/2017/06/bosque-tropical.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ío)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996907273713707935.post-7760038498601754952</guid><pubDate>Fri, 09 Jun 2017 17:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-11-28T10:08:08.141+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Al mirar y ver</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Leer</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poesía</category><title></title><atom:summary type="text">                                                                                                                                          
                                                                                                                                          
</atom:summary><link>http://lasendadelarosadormida.blogspot.com/2017/06/poema-de-isabel-ordaz.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ío)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2ZqtOTJb854/WNy9YbuJSZI/AAAAAAAAIBE/xF4zi1VKD5USpayMCBi-u_UHIy8C-2hzQCLcB/s72-c/Poema%2BXLV.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996907273713707935.post-1745264699572497431</guid><pubDate>Fri, 09 Jun 2017 05:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-06-09T07:51:20.319+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poesía</category><title>La respuesta del río</title><atom:summary type="text">                                                                                                                                       
La respuesta del río es desnudarse,                                                                                  
atravesar tus labios con el agua,                                                                                        
describir en tu ombligo</atom:summary><link>http://lasendadelarosadormida.blogspot.com/2017/06/la-respuesta-del-rio.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ío)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996907273713707935.post-4544941458111844999</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Jun 2017 06:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-06-08T09:44:59.370+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Al mirar y ver</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">·</category><title></title><atom:summary type="text">




















</atom:summary><link>http://lasendadelarosadormida.blogspot.com/2017/06/blog-post_8.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ío)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j8RKDlVaq1Y/WTZmIn4q8fI/AAAAAAAAIo4/WZEw4JJa60QN0EmqfffRt8raszAek0gTQCLcB/s72-c/IMG_3514.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996907273713707935.post-8794445064048616998</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Jun 2017 06:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-06-09T07:50:34.703+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poesía</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Prosa</category><title>Se refleja</title><atom:summary type="text">                                                                                                   
Se refleja en una pequeña gota que recorre el cristal. Sólo es una.
Se refleja y mientras cae el viento al otro lado no sabe que es invierno, no sabe que una flor se abre debajo de la tierra, abrazándose pétalo a pétalo al cuerpo sumergido junto a ella.                 
Se refleja y una voz </atom:summary><link>http://lasendadelarosadormida.blogspot.com/2017/06/se-refleja.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ío)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996907273713707935.post-1895845431550764688</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Jun 2017 10:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-06-08T09:43:10.695+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poesía</category><title>La noche, como el hueso</title><atom:summary type="text">                                                                                                                                     
La noche, como el hueso,                                                                                               
se adentra hacia la carne.                                                                                                
</atom:summary><link>http://lasendadelarosadormida.blogspot.com/2017/06/la-noche-como-el-hueso.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ío)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996907273713707935.post-5748037547036505627</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Jun 2017 05:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-06-05T17:42:23.877+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poesía</category><title>El ojo</title><atom:summary type="text">                                                                                                                            
El ojo:                                                                                                                   
ojo que va escuchando                                                                                          
cada vez más deprisa</atom:summary><link>http://lasendadelarosadormida.blogspot.com/2017/06/el-ojo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ío)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996907273713707935.post-6080481662766238341</guid><pubDate>Tue, 30 May 2017 06:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-05-30T08:41:53.165+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poesía</category><title>Escarpe</title><atom:summary type="text">                                                                                                                                 
Un desnivel en el sueño.                                                                                            
Si mantengo la medida                                                                                                
y extraño</atom:summary><link>http://lasendadelarosadormida.blogspot.com/2017/05/escarpe.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ío)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996907273713707935.post-1230256960915222245</guid><pubDate>Tue, 30 May 2017 06:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-05-30T08:42:23.497+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poesía</category><title></title><atom:summary type="text">                                                                                                                                    
Como si un sol me deshiciera                                                                                        
nombro tu boca                                                                                                            
dentro de mí.









</atom:summary><link>http://lasendadelarosadormida.blogspot.com/2017/05/blog-post_93.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ío)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996907273713707935.post-3107217873161361871</guid><pubDate>Mon, 29 May 2017 06:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-06-06T10:34:37.174+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Al mirar y ver</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">·</category><title></title><atom:summary type="text">                                                                                                                                              
                                                                                                                                              
</atom:summary><link>http://lasendadelarosadormida.blogspot.com/2017/05/blog-post_44.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ío)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XUhhlW_p1cM/WSvSlg-yM_I/AAAAAAAAIoo/KiWW8sqcIL8YVGAhrxEvJwxj_vk97wuoQCLcB/s72-c/IMG_6294.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996907273713707935.post-9117282009304989218</guid><pubDate>Sun, 28 May 2017 09:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-05-28T11:10:46.631+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poesía</category><title>Avistamientos</title><atom:summary type="text">                                                                                                                      
Te vas con el recuerdo de las hojas                                                                                             
y la luz ambarina del ocaso.                                                                                                     
En las últimas </atom:summary><link>http://lasendadelarosadormida.blogspot.com/2017/05/avistamientos.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ío)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996907273713707935.post-6645439459859777449</guid><pubDate>Sun, 28 May 2017 05:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-05-29T08:01:53.571+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poesía</category><title> El poema es una flor</title><atom:summary type="text">                                                                                                                 
El poema es una flor que nadie entiende                                                                                       
y a pesar de ello se deshoja                                                                                               
como si los pétalos pudieran </atom:summary><link>http://lasendadelarosadormida.blogspot.com/2017/05/el-poema-es-una-flor.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ío)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996907273713707935.post-3599451995729764647</guid><pubDate>Sat, 27 May 2017 08:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-05-27T10:54:45.104+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poesía</category><title>La hora de la nieve</title><atom:summary type="text">                                                                                                                                            
Saldrás del fuego                                                                                                                  
y te quemarás mil veces.</atom:summary><link>http://lasendadelarosadormida.blogspot.com/2017/05/la-hora-de-la-nieve.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ío)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996907273713707935.post-352821349980959538</guid><pubDate>Fri, 19 May 2017 06:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-05-22T19:48:28.121+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poesía</category><title>hablo de mí</title><atom:summary type="text">                                                                                                                            
Hablo de mí                                                                                                          
y me voy salvaje como el mar                                                                                
en una ráfaga de niebla.</atom:summary><link>http://lasendadelarosadormida.blogspot.com/2017/05/hablo-de-mi.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ío)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996907273713707935.post-379596539740450998</guid><pubDate>Thu, 18 May 2017 06:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-12-05T10:09:33.148+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">♫ Video Música</category><title></title><atom:summary type="text">                                                                                                                                 
                                                                                                                                       
</atom:summary><link>http://lasendadelarosadormida.blogspot.com/2017/05/la-suavidad-de-la-puesta-de-sol-del.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ío)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996907273713707935.post-8593496720839200473</guid><pubDate>Thu, 18 May 2017 06:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-05-25T19:25:58.795+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poesía</category><title></title><atom:summary type="text">                                                                                                                                    
Nadie es dueño de nada, y menos de una flor,                                                               
si fuera, de ser una piedra,                                                                                            
para poder llevarla en el bolsillo,
</atom:summary><link>http://lasendadelarosadormida.blogspot.com/2017/05/blog-post_41.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ío)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996907273713707935.post-2705250186367298116</guid><pubDate>Thu, 18 May 2017 06:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-05-22T10:45:17.492+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poesía</category><title>Toas las mañanas me asomu al ríu</title><atom:summary type="text">                                                                                                                                        
Toas las mañanas me asomu al ríu,                                                                                     
me quedu al lau del pájaru en la ventana                                                                             
muertu de fríu y necesidá</atom:summary><link>http://lasendadelarosadormida.blogspot.com/2017/05/toas-las-mananas-me-asomu-al-riu.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ío)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996907273713707935.post-1852751826568684145</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 May 2017 06:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-05-22T10:46:01.283+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Al mirar y ver</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">·</category><title></title><atom:summary type="text">
























</atom:summary><link>http://lasendadelarosadormida.blogspot.com/2017/05/blog-post_17.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ío)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K8HltZJvCvo/WOeui1Vhi_I/AAAAAAAAICU/OPw2e0yn7FIclReT-SO1pDmnaPcEMraXACLcB/s72-c/IMG_2092_3.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996907273713707935.post-3888456162706290029</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 May 2017 06:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-05-22T10:46:26.109+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poesía</category><title>poema de no sé</title><atom:summary type="text">                                                                                                                                  
Como árboles                                                                                                            
como casas de grillos                                                                                                  
como torrentes</atom:summary><link>http://lasendadelarosadormida.blogspot.com/2017/05/poema-de-no-se.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ío)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996907273713707935.post-3775359573845020342</guid><pubDate>Mon, 15 May 2017 06:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-05-22T10:46:57.215+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poesía</category><title>su pronombre él</title><atom:summary type="text">                                                                                                                                           
La memoria enfermedad-                                                                                                     
pájaro en falso-                                                                                                                    
</atom:summary><link>http://lasendadelarosadormida.blogspot.com/2017/05/su-pronombre-el.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ío)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>