tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89747716007081698662012-02-16T05:29:25.293-08:00Maria Laura Costashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17924438493583198239noreply@blogger.comBlogger61100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8974771600708169866.post-9751619316277262282010-02-17T09:37:00.000-08:002010-02-17T09:39:28.750-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kGqxFGUxmKQ/S3wpxN0QQYI/AAAAAAAAAto/8kPfU5iRWBs/s1600-h/P2040088.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kGqxFGUxmKQ/S3wpxN0QQYI/AAAAAAAAAto/8kPfU5iRWBs/s320/P2040088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439268375455875458" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8974771600708169866-975161931627726228?l=marulc.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria Laura Costashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17924438493583198239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8974771600708169866.post-75625033326418872762010-02-17T09:33:00.000-08:002010-02-17T09:37:06.765-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kGqxFGUxmKQ/S3wpNWBwdbI/AAAAAAAAAtg/SdkFj08lnPs/s1600-h/P2160148.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kGqxFGUxmKQ/S3wpNWBwdbI/AAAAAAAAAtg/SdkFj08lnPs/s320/P2160148.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439267759184704946" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Mates pintados a mano</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8974771600708169866-7562503332641887276?l=marulc.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria Laura Costashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17924438493583198239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8974771600708169866.post-45211693584668119352009-12-01T08:13:00.000-08:002009-12-01T08:15:15.575-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kGqxFGUxmKQ/SxVA9v4rOQI/AAAAAAAAAsw/yLgQSu7-BW4/s1600/P7140038.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kGqxFGUxmKQ/SxVA9v4rOQI/AAAAAAAAAsw/yLgQSu7-BW4/s320/P7140038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410301956925896962" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8974771600708169866-4521169358466811935?l=marulc.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria Laura Costashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17924438493583198239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8974771600708169866.post-32695296275274494412009-03-11T20:42:00.000-07:002009-03-11T20:44:39.831-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kGqxFGUxmKQ/SbiFHkiQspI/AAAAAAAAAp4/93sKuGL2dK0/s1600-h/Maru.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kGqxFGUxmKQ/SbiFHkiQspI/AAAAAAAAAp4/93sKuGL2dK0/s320/Maru.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312142125596455570" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8974771600708169866-3269529627527449441?l=marulc.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria Laura Costashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17924438493583198239noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8974771600708169866.post-28653685332549196972008-10-11T17:56:00.000-07:002008-10-14T10:22:33.353-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kGqxFGUxmKQ/SPFMML8XEyI/AAAAAAAAAiY/S8y_1HDLtpc/s1600-h/P9230154.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256066012366181154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kGqxFGUxmKQ/SPFMML8XEyI/AAAAAAAAAiY/S8y_1HDLtpc/s320/P9230154.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;">que me importa de tu cordura?</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;">sé bella! y sé triste! que el llanto</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;">le da a tu rostro cierto encanto,</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;">cual la lluvia a la flor la frescura,</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;">y el río al paisaje otro tanto.</span></div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:georgia;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;">madrigal triste / charles baudelaire</span></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8974771600708169866-2865368533254919697?l=marulc.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria Laura Costashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17924438493583198239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8974771600708169866.post-86956430523809638152008-09-15T19:33:00.000-07:002008-09-15T20:02:11.205-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kGqxFGUxmKQ/SM8cESrbitI/AAAAAAAAAZg/MnmObwkNjq8/s1600-h/honguis.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kGqxFGUxmKQ/SM8cESrbitI/AAAAAAAAAZg/MnmObwkNjq8/s320/honguis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246442950968969938" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />amor, la noche estaba trágica y sollozante</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);">cuanto tu llave de oro cantó en mi cerradura;</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);">luego, la puerta abierta sobre la sombra helante,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);">tu sombra fue una mancha de luz y de blancura.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);">todo aquí lo alumbraron tus ojos de diamante,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);">bebieron en mi copa tus labios de frescura,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);">y descansó en mi almohada tu cabeza fragante,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);">me encantó tu descaro y adore tu locura.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);">y hoy rió si tu ríes, y canto si tú cantas,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);">y si tú duermes, duermo como un perro a tus plantas. </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);">hoy llevo hasta en mi sombra tu olor a primavera, </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);">y tiemblo si tu mano toca la cerradura,<br />y bendigo la noche sollozante y oscura</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);">q floreció en mi vida tu boca temprana!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);">el intruso/delmira agustini</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8974771600708169866-8695643052380963815?l=marulc.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria Laura Costashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17924438493583198239noreply@blogger.com1