tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-64932262024-03-19T02:04:25.678-06:00An-Danzaslo que vengo na escribirkarenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18232026686192732966noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6493226.post-50643205376111503342007-11-21T19:49:00.000-06:002008-12-09T22:32:20.980-06:00tico tico cruac ediciones<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUHoAxicdmMI5KGasfD5F4JzoUEWGDmHqb4Zl-juskNSloCKVIPnlWHSInaGDXh05Agn0qstUStSyzp-aLBk89W4eEbxPwH8T3pX1Q5JTUm5pbou8KdjGkg0bQQzp6SK19ZNyvnQ/s1600-h/amá+es+una+nave+249.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135476836693193682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUHoAxicdmMI5KGasfD5F4JzoUEWGDmHqb4Zl-juskNSloCKVIPnlWHSInaGDXh05Agn0qstUStSyzp-aLBk89W4eEbxPwH8T3pX1Q5JTUm5pbou8KdjGkg0bQQzp6SK19ZNyvnQ/s200/am%C3%A1+es+una+nave+249.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9FGlRrJtTYloNYkH4qmtxFajc9FKsZ_8I47-0-rr_mQfli1grK_BdtQ31EM4cx5vr_6yzUtVPgealLD_hABLfAV9l3h-6zvSOnzzi5PVIZxAR0eZU8NWo7qgozxKwGhgCkFmW7w/s1600-h/Más+polaroids+y+visita+a+Hugo+Gola+004.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135476845283128290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9FGlRrJtTYloNYkH4qmtxFajc9FKsZ_8I47-0-rr_mQfli1grK_BdtQ31EM4cx5vr_6yzUtVPgealLD_hABLfAV9l3h-6zvSOnzzi5PVIZxAR0eZU8NWo7qgozxKwGhgCkFmW7w/s200/M%C3%A1s+polaroids+y+visita+a+Hugo+Gola+004.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoI42cZWMvBFLdi5htky2mAbPzbgC5qDgzUemYZQOlfQoWeUXVkLtlYkWkZl3ur6SnIivHP5fT1BpC_-uhFEod9trhunBGp4k2RVQye29BWtaUv3zal3zwLBI4C4uYW9SoX3e4YA/s1600-h/amá+es+una+nave+124.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135476853873062898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoI42cZWMvBFLdi5htky2mAbPzbgC5qDgzUemYZQOlfQoWeUXVkLtlYkWkZl3ur6SnIivHP5fT1BpC_-uhFEod9trhunBGp4k2RVQye29BWtaUv3zal3zwLBI4C4uYW9SoX3e4YA/s200/am%C3%A1+es+una+nave+124.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"><strong>mamá es una nave</strong></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#66cccc;">karen plata</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;">cien ejemplares numerados y firmados</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"><strong>ahora en conejo blanco</strong></span></div><div align="center"><a href="http://www.conejoblanco.com.mx/">http://www.conejoblanco.com.mx/</a></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"></span></strong></div><div align="center">Amsterdam 67, entre Sonora y ParrasHipódromo Condesa06170 / México, D.F.52.86.74.30</div>karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18232026686192732966noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6493226.post-75000905959114489132007-02-13T01:29:00.000-06:002007-02-13T01:41:15.453-06:00Compañía Frugalpresenta:<br /> <br /><strong>mamá es una nave</strong> <br /><br />de karen Plata<br /> <br /> <br /><strong>con</strong><br /> <br />Dolores Dorantes y la autora<br /> <br /><strong>sin</strong><br /> <br />vino de honor<br /> <br /> <strong><br />VIERNES 16 DE FEBRERO<br />7pm</strong><br /> <br /><br /><strong>BAZAR CULTURAL TODOS LOS SANTOS</strong><br />Ciudad Juarez, Chihuahua. <br />20 de noviembre 2972. <br />(Entre Juan Escutia y Juan de la Barrera)karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18232026686192732966noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6493226.post-1081707431883902282004-04-11T13:05:00.000-05:002007-01-04T14:52:13.659-06:00<p><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></p><br /><p><span style="font-size:100%;color:#cccccc;">The boy and the moon </span></p><br /><p><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;">The moon and the boy play<br /><br />A game that no one saw<br /><br />They continue without seeing each other,<br /><br />They speak a language of pure silence<br /><br />What they say, what they keep secret,<br /><br />Who counts one, two and three<br /><br />And who three, two and one<br /><br />And starts all over again?<br /><br />Who remains in the mirror,<br /><br />Moon, for everyone to see?<br /><br />It is the boy joyful and alone:<br /><br />The moon lays snow from dawn<br /><br />At his feet<br /><br />Blue from the dawn;<br /><br />On the two sides of the world<br /><br />--what he hears and what he sees--<br /><br />they split the silence in two<br /><br />the moon returns to the wrong side<br /><br />and without hands, the hands go<br /><br />to find who knows what<br /><br />and in nobody's minute<br /><br />It that never was happened </span></p><br /><p><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;">The boy is alone, he plays<br /><br />A game that no one saw </span></p><br /><p><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;color:#cccccc;">El niño y la luna </span></p><br /><p><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;">La luna y el niño juegan<br /><br />Un juego que nadie ve;<br /><br />Se ven sin mirarse, hablan<br /><br />Lengua de pura mudez.<br /><br />¿Qué se dicen,qué se callan<br /><br />Quién cuenta una, dos y tres,<br /><br />Y quién tres, y dos y uno<br /><br />y vuelve a empezar después?<br /><br />¿Quién se quedó en el espejo,<br /><br />Luna, para todo ver?<br /><br />Está el niño alegre y solo:<br /><br />La luna tiende a sus pies<br /><br />Nieve de la madrugada,<br /><br />Azul de amanecer;<br /><br />En las dos caras del mundo<br /><br />-La que oye y la que ve-<br /><br />Se parte en dos el silencio,<br /><br />La luz se vuelve al revés<br /><br />Y sin manos, van las manos<br /><br />A buscar quién sabe qué,<br /><br />Y en el minuto de nadie<br /><br />Pasa lo que nunca fue... </span></p><br /><p><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;">El niño está solo y juega<br /><br />Un juego que nadie ve. </span></p><br /><strong></strong>karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18232026686192732966noreply@blogger.com0