{"id":182,"date":"2011-03-21T10:25:00","date_gmt":"2011-03-21T10:25:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/talasoatlantico.com\/blog\/?p=182"},"modified":"2013-11-20T23:28:45","modified_gmt":"2013-11-20T23:28:45","slug":"a-primaveira-manuel-curros-enriquez","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.talasoatlantico.com\/blog\/a-primaveira-manuel-curros-enriquez\/","title":{"rendered":"A primaveira &#8211; Manuel Curros Enriquez"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/2.bp.blogspot.com\/-dC9kmilVlR8\/TYcn5Vi7XVI\/AAAAAAAAAfg\/FAmYUsBTkkY\/s1600\/aires%2Bda%2Bmi%25C3%25B1a%2Bterra.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/2.bp.blogspot.com\/-dC9kmilVlR8\/TYcn5Vi7XVI\/AAAAAAAAAfg\/FAmYUsBTkkY\/s320\/aires%2Bda%2Bmi%25C3%25B1a%2Bterra.jpg\" border=\"0\" alt=\"\"><\/a><\/p>\n<div><span>Chegou \u00e1 primaveira a <a href=\"http:\/\/www.talasoatlantico.com\/\">Talaso Atl\u00e1ntico<\/a>! Compartimos esta fermosa poes\u00eda do libro \u00abAires da mi\u00f1a terra\u00bb (1880) de <a href=\"http:\/\/www.currosenriquez.es\/\">Manuel Curros Enriquez<\/a>. <\/span><\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div><span><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><span>A PRIMAVEIRA<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><span><br \/><\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><span>Ah\u00ed ven o tempo de maz\u00e1-lo li\u00f1o,<br \/>ah\u00ed ven o tempo de o li\u00f1o mazar,<br \/>ah\u00ed ven o tempo, rapazas do Mi\u00f1o,<br \/>ah\u00ed ven o tempo de se espreguizar.<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><span>Cantar do pobo<\/p>\n<p>Como a mini\u00f1a tola<br \/>que sai por ves primeira<br \/>con dengue e muradana<br \/>pr\u00e1 festa do lugar,<br \/>as\u00ed, xentil i aposta,<br \/>vai vindo a Primaveira,<br \/>grinaldas de craveles<br \/>vertendo \u00f3 seu pasar.<\/p>\n<p>Xa encima dos penedos<br \/>non berra o graxo rouco<br \/>que al\u00e1 nas negras noites<br \/>as n\u00e9boas espallou,<br \/>nin funga nas troneiras<br \/>o son do vento louco<br \/>que c\u00e1ntigas de bruxas<br \/>e trasgos remedou.<\/p>\n<p>Xa se ouce o p\u00edo alegre<br \/>do paxari\u00f1o terno,<br \/>perd\u00eddo-los seus ollos<br \/>na estrela da ma\u00f1\u00e1n,<br \/>i as nubes sacud\u00edndose<br \/>das br\u00e9temas do inverno,<br \/>vestidas de ouro e nacre<br \/>polo hourizonte van.<\/p>\n<p>Os \u00e1lbores espidos<br \/>de fruto e de ramaxe,<br \/>cubertos xa de folla<br \/>comenzan a dar fror;<br \/>i \u00e1 sombra agachapado<br \/>do pr\u00e1cido follaxe,<br \/>mentras que o gando garda,<br \/>fai chifros o pastor.<\/p>\n<p>Xa de amarelo e branco<br \/>se pintan os outeiros,<br \/>xa nacen nas silveiras<br \/>as froles de San Xoan;<br \/>xa crecen nos valados<br \/>as hedras i os loureiros;<br \/>xa ten carroucho o millo,<br \/>xa as vides gromos dan.<\/p>\n<p>Ah\u00ed ven pr\u00f3s probes vellos<br \/>sin sangue xa e sin vida,<br \/>a fogueira ardente<br \/>que esparxe a lus do sol;<br \/>ah\u00ed ve\u00f1en pr\u00f3s poetas<br \/>de ispiraci\u00f3n garrida,<br \/>as cheirosi\u00f1as auras<br \/>i a vos do rousi\u00f1ol.<\/p>\n<p>Ah\u00ed ve\u00f1en pr\u00f3s cortexos<br \/>as noites feiticeiras<br \/>dos f\u00falxidos luceiros<br \/>\u00f3 maino relumbrar;<br \/>ah\u00ed ve\u00f1en pr\u00f3s rapaces<br \/>as moras das silveiras,<br \/>i o tempo dos gandulos<br \/>que ni\u00f1os van buscar.<\/p>\n<p>\u00a1Ai, estaci\u00f3n frorida,<br \/>gallarda Primaveira,<br \/>qu\u00e9n pra botarche copras<br \/>tivera o que non ten!&#8230;<br \/>Co coraz\u00f3n ferido,<br \/>sin lira garruleira,<br \/>\u00bfquen te cantou, hermosa?&#8230;<br \/>\u00bfQuen te cantou?&#8230; \u00a1Ningu\u00e9n!<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><span><br \/><\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\">Manuel Curros Enriquez <\/p>\n<p><\/span><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Chegou \u00e1 primaveira a Talaso Atl\u00e1ntico! Compartimos esta fermosa poes\u00eda do libro \u00abAires da mi\u00f1a terra\u00bb (1880) de Manuel Curros Enriquez. A PRIMAVEIRA Ah\u00ed ven o tempo de maz\u00e1-lo li\u00f1o,ah\u00ed ven o tempo de o li\u00f1o mazar,ah\u00ed ven o tempo, rapazas do Mi\u00f1o,ah\u00ed ven o tempo de se espreguizar. 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