{"id":7601,"date":"2021-05-20T16:15:00","date_gmt":"2021-05-20T23:15:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/revista-escafandra.com\/?p=7601"},"modified":"2025-03-05T17:31:24","modified_gmt":"2025-03-06T01:31:24","slug":"tres-poemas-de-salvatore-cajiao","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/revista-escafandra.com\/index.php\/2021\/05\/20\/tres-poemas-de-salvatore-cajiao\/","title":{"rendered":"Tres poemas de Salvatore Cajiao"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<pre class=\"wp-block-verse\"><strong>Por esos panes, por ese vino. <\/strong>\n\nAhora que nos duele a todos el mismo dolor,\nlevantemos lirios en nombre del nombre. \nNo para comenzar una pira de ecos,\nsino para ser admitidos sencillamente \njunto a las piedras y los \u00e1rboles. \n\nNos llamaremos como el n\u00f3mada\nde las bancas y los huecos.\nPerderemos la desgracia de ganar\no de continuar fraguando todo\nlo que quisi\u00e9ramos haber perdido. \n\nNos volveremos un respiro en la historia del polvo,\nun nuevo orden de todos los grises,\nun otro nadie en la nada.\nComo sue\u00f1os nos iremos del espacio,\ncomo si desde el fondo del tiempo\nnos llamara la \u00faltima vigilia\nde la memoria: el olvido.\n\nToda palabra nos saldr\u00e1 verbo.\nNos doler\u00e1n las ra\u00edces entreveradas de la lengua\nhasta dar con el nudo:\nla misma canci\u00f3n de cuna,\nlos mismos signos, \nla misma madre.\n\nConoceremos las monedas y sus tres caras,\nla biblia y sus mil \u00eddolos.\nPerdonaremos a nuestros pr\u00f3jimos \nno por ser semejantes, sino por ser humanidad. \n\nSentiremos que existe solo un n\u00famero y lo veremos\nfraccionado en distintos momentos del infinito.\nAs\u00ed sabremos que solo existe un tiempo\narticulado por dioses: sonidos o silencios. \n\nSeremos al fin lo que somos:\nun instante que recuerda instantes.\nY as\u00ed recordaremos lo que siempre hemos sido:\nun mismo dolor repartido entre la especie.\n\n\n<strong>Puerto del espejo<\/strong>\n\nNo hay nadie que detr\u00e1s de las nubes espere la vidriera\no que constele los adoquines mudos en las ramblas.\nLas palmeras han quedado solas con el viento;\nnadie sortear\u00e1 sus ramas ca\u00eddas.\nEl mar seguir\u00e1 abriendo al mundo \nm\u00e1s no habr\u00e1 qui\u00e9n junte el jadeo \ncon la persiana continua\nque lega la marea.\n\nEs de noche en el tiempo\ny el cielo est\u00e1 astillado de soledades.\nLa procesi\u00f3n de las islas,\nel remojar de la luna, \nlos roncos barcos viejos, \nsolo aparecen como rastros,\nllaves ocultas\nde un tierno asilo\nen el poblado mon\u00f3logo.\n\nUn muelle a\u00f1ejo es limado\npor p\u00e9ndulos de espuma.\n\nLa colonia de gatos en la orilla\nespera que el puerto despierte.\n\nUn ni\u00f1o hace hablar a las rocas\ny rehace la creaci\u00f3n.\n\n\u00bfSoy yo esas vidas y las otras\no somos todos puentes a una soledad\nque no sabremos nunca?\n\n\n<strong>Incertidumbre<\/strong> \n\nTal vez despierte con el infinito afinando \nel r\u00edo de mi memoria que curva las piedras.\nTal vez la gravedad en mi boca provoque \nel pulso sereno que articula las aguas. \nTal vez a\u00fan \u00e1rido y mustio detenga\nla erosi\u00f3n que me labra las venas.\n\nCuando ese d\u00eda llegue espero encontrar\nun evangelio en la confusi\u00f3n de la ma\u00f1ana\ny sentir que he inventado una nueva respiraci\u00f3n.\n\nTal vez no abra la ventana  para que entre el viento \nsino para salga el rostro.\t\nY no sea para que los ojos pueblen las calles \nsino para saber por qu\u00e9 calles se pueblan a los ojos. \n\nUna vez fuera, espero escuchar\nla nimia diferencia \nentre los llantos de las espigas\ny las risitas de la ca\u00f1a.\n\nTal vez un ave cante y mencione \nel nombre que tuve antes de mi nombre.\nCuando su voz se entregue\ndescifrar\u00e1 el sonido en mi pecho\nantes que las palabras.\nTal vez mis piernas humanicen sus alas\ny al quedarse quieta me d\u00e9 una respuesta\nantes que los sue\u00f1os. \n\n(Pero no lo s\u00e9).\n\nTal vez yo no sea sino un nido hecho \nde cada rama, de cada \u00e1rbol, de cada estaci\u00f3n.\nMe derramar\u00e9, flaco y habitable por el viento,\nesperando que otra ave regrese y me reconozca. \nEspero que traiga consigo\nde lo que soy, \nalgo que no conoc\u00eda. \nSabr\u00e9 entonces que ninguna de mis ramas me pertenece.\nLas que son m\u00edas siempre ser\u00e1n del viento.\n\nPor eso, tal vez yo no habite mi casa por miedo al mundo\nsino para saber que trozos del mundo caben dentro,\ny no me acueste para olvidarme del cuerpo\nsino para inventarle un cuerpo al olvido.\nTal vez no cierre los p\u00e1rpados para deshacer el mundo\nsino para darle al mundo finalmente un lugar.\n\n(Ahora lo s\u00e9).\n\nTal vez no despierte con el infinito afinando \nel r\u00edo de mi memoria que curva las piedras.\nTal vez la gravedad en mi boca no provoque \nel pulso sereno que articula las aguas. \nTal vez a\u00fan \u00e1rido y mustio no detenga\nla erosi\u00f3n que me labra las venas.\n\n(Ahora lo s\u00e9).\n\nTal vez la \u00fanica certeza\nsea el azar.\nTal vez la \u00fanica certeza\nsea Dios.\n\nTal vez sean lo mismo. \n<\/pre>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-right\"><strong>Salvatore Cajiao<\/strong> <em>(Guayaquil, 1997). Cursa una licenciatura en Psicolog\u00eda. Autor del libro \u00abMatamuertes\u00bb (El Conejo, 2019). Ha participado en distintos recitales a nivel nacional y en m\u00faltiples ocasiones ha presentado sus obras fusion\u00e1ndolas con m\u00fasica de su autor\u00eda, en colaboraci\u00f3n con bandas locales. Algunas muestras de sus textos han sido publicadas en revistas digitales internacionales.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Por esos panes, por ese vino. Ahora que nos duele a todos el mismo dolor,<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":8,"featured_media":7603,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[74,153,199],"class_list":["post-7601","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-poema","tag-colaboracion","tag-literatura","tag-poesia"],"yoast_head":"<!-- This site is optimized with the Yoast SEO plugin v27.4 - https:\/\/yoast.com\/product\/yoast-seo-wordpress\/ -->\n<title>Tres poemas de Salvatore Cajiao - Revista Escafandra<\/title>\n<meta name=\"robots\" content=\"index, follow, max-snippet:-1, max-image-preview:large, max-video-preview:-1\" \/>\n<link rel=\"canonical\" href=\"https:\/\/revista-escafandra.com\/index.php\/2021\/05\/20\/tres-poemas-de-salvatore-cajiao\/\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:locale\" content=\"es_ES\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:type\" content=\"article\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:title\" content=\"Tres poemas de Salvatore Cajiao - Revista Escafandra\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:description\" content=\"Por esos panes, por ese vino. Ahora que nos duele a todos el mismo dolor,\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:url\" content=\"https:\/\/revista-escafandra.com\/index.php\/2021\/05\/20\/tres-poemas-de-salvatore-cajiao\/\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:site_name\" content=\"Revista Escafandra\" \/>\n<meta property=\"article:published_time\" content=\"2021-05-20T23:15:00+00:00\" \/>\n<meta property=\"article:modified_time\" content=\"2025-03-06T01:31:24+00:00\" \/>\n<meta name=\"author\" content=\"Mar\u00eda Rene\u00e9 Quiroz Castro\" \/>\n<meta name=\"twitter:card\" content=\"summary_large_image\" \/>\n<meta name=\"twitter:label1\" content=\"Escrito por\" \/>\n\t<meta name=\"twitter:data1\" content=\"Mar\u00eda Rene\u00e9 Quiroz Castro\" \/>\n\t<meta name=\"twitter:label2\" content=\"Tiempo de lectura\" \/>\n\t<meta name=\"twitter:data2\" content=\"4 minutos\" \/>\n<script type=\"application\/ld+json\" class=\"yoast-schema-graph\">{\"@context\":\"https:\\\/\\\/schema.org\",\"@graph\":[{\"@type\":\"Article\",\"@id\":\"https:\\\/\\\/revista-escafandra.com\\\/index.php\\\/2021\\\/05\\\/20\\\/tres-poemas-de-salvatore-cajiao\\\/#article\",\"isPartOf\":{\"@id\":\"https:\\\/\\\/revista-escafandra.com\\\/index.php\\\/2021\\\/05\\\/20\\\/tres-poemas-de-salvatore-cajiao\\\/\"},\"author\":{\"name\":\"Mar\u00eda Rene\u00e9 Quiroz Castro\",\"@id\":\"https:\\\/\\\/revista-escafandra.com\\\/#\\\/schema\\\/person\\\/07c6ba7119d09119678fe1fb128ba7ee\"},\"headline\":\"Tres poemas de Salvatore Cajiao\",\"datePublished\":\"2021-05-20T23:15:00+00:00\",\"dateModified\":\"2025-03-06T01:31:24+00:00\",\"mainEntityOfPage\":{\"@id\":\"https:\\\/\\\/revista-escafandra.com\\\/index.php\\\/2021\\\/05\\\/20\\\/tres-poemas-de-salvatore-cajiao\\\/\"},\"wordCount\":64,\"commentCount\":0,\"image\":{\"@id\":\"https:\\\/\\\/revista-escafandra.com\\\/index.php\\\/2021\\\/05\\\/20\\\/tres-poemas-de-salvatore-cajiao\\\/#primaryimage\"},\"thumbnailUrl\":\"\",\"keywords\":[\"colaboraci\u00f3n\",\"literatura\",\"poes\u00eda\"],\"articleSection\":[\"Poema\"],\"inLanguage\":\"es\",\"potentialAction\":[{\"@type\":\"CommentAction\",\"name\":\"Comment\",\"target\":[\"https:\\\/\\\/revista-escafandra.com\\\/index.php\\\/2021\\\/05\\\/20\\\/tres-poemas-de-salvatore-cajiao\\\/#respond\"]}]},{\"@type\":\"WebPage\",\"@id\":\"https:\\\/\\\/revista-escafandra.com\\\/index.php\\\/2021\\\/05\\\/20\\\/tres-poemas-de-salvatore-cajiao\\\/\",\"url\":\"https:\\\/\\\/revista-escafandra.com\\\/index.php\\\/2021\\\/05\\\/20\\\/tres-poemas-de-salvatore-cajiao\\\/\",\"name\":\"Tres poemas de Salvatore Cajiao - Revista Escafandra\",\"isPartOf\":{\"@id\":\"https:\\\/\\\/revista-escafandra.com\\\/#website\"},\"primaryImageOfPage\":{\"@id\":\"https:\\\/\\\/revista-escafandra.com\\\/index.php\\\/2021\\\/05\\\/20\\\/tres-poemas-de-salvatore-cajiao\\\/#primaryimage\"},\"image\":{\"@id\":\"https:\\\/\\\/revista-escafandra.com\\\/index.php\\\/2021\\\/05\\\/20\\\/tres-poemas-de-salvatore-cajiao\\\/#primaryimage\"},\"thumbnailUrl\":\"\",\"datePublished\":\"2021-05-20T23:15:00+00:00\",\"dateModified\":\"2025-03-06T01:31:24+00:00\",\"author\":{\"@id\":\"https:\\\/\\\/revista-escafandra.com\\\/#\\\/schema\\\/person\\\/07c6ba7119d09119678fe1fb128ba7ee\"},\"breadcrumb\":{\"@id\":\"https:\\\/\\\/revista-escafandra.com\\\/index.php\\\/2021\\\/05\\\/20\\\/tres-poemas-de-salvatore-cajiao\\\/#breadcrumb\"},\"inLanguage\":\"es\",\"potentialAction\":[{\"@type\":\"ReadAction\",\"target\":[\"https:\\\/\\\/revista-escafandra.com\\\/index.php\\\/2021\\\/05\\\/20\\\/tres-poemas-de-salvatore-cajiao\\\/\"]}]},{\"@type\":\"ImageObject\",\"inLanguage\":\"es\",\"@id\":\"https:\\\/\\\/revista-escafandra.com\\\/index.php\\\/2021\\\/05\\\/20\\\/tres-poemas-de-salvatore-cajiao\\\/#primaryimage\",\"url\":\"\",\"contentUrl\":\"\"},{\"@type\":\"BreadcrumbList\",\"@id\":\"https:\\\/\\\/revista-escafandra.com\\\/index.php\\\/2021\\\/05\\\/20\\\/tres-poemas-de-salvatore-cajiao\\\/#breadcrumb\",\"itemListElement\":[{\"@type\":\"ListItem\",\"position\":1,\"name\":\"Portada\",\"item\":\"https:\\\/\\\/revista-escafandra.com\\\/\"},{\"@type\":\"ListItem\",\"position\":2,\"name\":\"Tres poemas de Salvatore Cajiao\"}]},{\"@type\":\"WebSite\",\"@id\":\"https:\\\/\\\/revista-escafandra.com\\\/#website\",\"url\":\"https:\\\/\\\/revista-escafandra.com\\\/\",\"name\":\"Revista Escafandra\",\"description\":\"Revista de periodismo cultural de la Facultad de Artes Mexicali de la UABC\",\"potentialAction\":[{\"@type\":\"SearchAction\",\"target\":{\"@type\":\"EntryPoint\",\"urlTemplate\":\"https:\\\/\\\/revista-escafandra.com\\\/?s={search_term_string}\"},\"query-input\":{\"@type\":\"PropertyValueSpecification\",\"valueRequired\":true,\"valueName\":\"search_term_string\"}}],\"inLanguage\":\"es\"},{\"@type\":\"Person\",\"@id\":\"https:\\\/\\\/revista-escafandra.com\\\/#\\\/schema\\\/person\\\/07c6ba7119d09119678fe1fb128ba7ee\",\"name\":\"Mar\u00eda Rene\u00e9 Quiroz Castro\",\"image\":{\"@type\":\"ImageObject\",\"inLanguage\":\"es\",\"@id\":\"https:\\\/\\\/secure.gravatar.com\\\/avatar\\\/c1a8ca121a4c46e501b51f86a60eabab27b6aefed5b7dfec6cb06204965aaf34?s=96&d=mm&r=g\",\"url\":\"https:\\\/\\\/secure.gravatar.com\\\/avatar\\\/c1a8ca121a4c46e501b51f86a60eabab27b6aefed5b7dfec6cb06204965aaf34?s=96&d=mm&r=g\",\"contentUrl\":\"https:\\\/\\\/secure.gravatar.com\\\/avatar\\\/c1a8ca121a4c46e501b51f86a60eabab27b6aefed5b7dfec6cb06204965aaf34?s=96&d=mm&r=g\",\"caption\":\"Mar\u00eda Rene\u00e9 Quiroz Castro\"},\"url\":\"https:\\\/\\\/revista-escafandra.com\\\/index.php\\\/author\\\/mariareneequiroz\\\/\"}]}<\/script>\n<!-- \/ Yoast SEO plugin. -->","yoast_head_json":{"title":"Tres poemas de Salvatore Cajiao - Revista Escafandra","robots":{"index":"index","follow":"follow","max-snippet":"max-snippet:-1","max-image-preview":"max-image-preview:large","max-video-preview":"max-video-preview:-1"},"canonical":"https:\/\/revista-escafandra.com\/index.php\/2021\/05\/20\/tres-poemas-de-salvatore-cajiao\/","og_locale":"es_ES","og_type":"article","og_title":"Tres poemas de Salvatore Cajiao - Revista Escafandra","og_description":"Por esos panes, por ese vino. Ahora que nos duele a todos el mismo dolor,","og_url":"https:\/\/revista-escafandra.com\/index.php\/2021\/05\/20\/tres-poemas-de-salvatore-cajiao\/","og_site_name":"Revista Escafandra","article_published_time":"2021-05-20T23:15:00+00:00","article_modified_time":"2025-03-06T01:31:24+00:00","author":"Mar\u00eda Rene\u00e9 Quiroz Castro","twitter_card":"summary_large_image","twitter_misc":{"Escrito por":"Mar\u00eda Rene\u00e9 Quiroz Castro","Tiempo de lectura":"4 minutos"},"schema":{"@context":"https:\/\/schema.org","@graph":[{"@type":"Article","@id":"https:\/\/revista-escafandra.com\/index.php\/2021\/05\/20\/tres-poemas-de-salvatore-cajiao\/#article","isPartOf":{"@id":"https:\/\/revista-escafandra.com\/index.php\/2021\/05\/20\/tres-poemas-de-salvatore-cajiao\/"},"author":{"name":"Mar\u00eda Rene\u00e9 Quiroz Castro","@id":"https:\/\/revista-escafandra.com\/#\/schema\/person\/07c6ba7119d09119678fe1fb128ba7ee"},"headline":"Tres poemas de Salvatore Cajiao","datePublished":"2021-05-20T23:15:00+00:00","dateModified":"2025-03-06T01:31:24+00:00","mainEntityOfPage":{"@id":"https:\/\/revista-escafandra.com\/index.php\/2021\/05\/20\/tres-poemas-de-salvatore-cajiao\/"},"wordCount":64,"commentCount":0,"image":{"@id":"https:\/\/revista-escafandra.com\/index.php\/2021\/05\/20\/tres-poemas-de-salvatore-cajiao\/#primaryimage"},"thumbnailUrl":"","keywords":["colaboraci\u00f3n","literatura","poes\u00eda"],"articleSection":["Poema"],"inLanguage":"es","potentialAction":[{"@type":"CommentAction","name":"Comment","target":["https:\/\/revista-escafandra.com\/index.php\/2021\/05\/20\/tres-poemas-de-salvatore-cajiao\/#respond"]}]},{"@type":"WebPage","@id":"https:\/\/revista-escafandra.com\/index.php\/2021\/05\/20\/tres-poemas-de-salvatore-cajiao\/","url":"https:\/\/revista-escafandra.com\/index.php\/2021\/05\/20\/tres-poemas-de-salvatore-cajiao\/","name":"Tres poemas de Salvatore Cajiao - Revista Escafandra","isPartOf":{"@id":"https:\/\/revista-escafandra.com\/#website"},"primaryImageOfPage":{"@id":"https:\/\/revista-escafandra.com\/index.php\/2021\/05\/20\/tres-poemas-de-salvatore-cajiao\/#primaryimage"},"image":{"@id":"https:\/\/revista-escafandra.com\/index.php\/2021\/05\/20\/tres-poemas-de-salvatore-cajiao\/#primaryimage"},"thumbnailUrl":"","datePublished":"2021-05-20T23:15:00+00:00","dateModified":"2025-03-06T01:31:24+00:00","author":{"@id":"https:\/\/revista-escafandra.com\/#\/schema\/person\/07c6ba7119d09119678fe1fb128ba7ee"},"breadcrumb":{"@id":"https:\/\/revista-escafandra.com\/index.php\/2021\/05\/20\/tres-poemas-de-salvatore-cajiao\/#breadcrumb"},"inLanguage":"es","potentialAction":[{"@type":"ReadAction","target":["https:\/\/revista-escafandra.com\/index.php\/2021\/05\/20\/tres-poemas-de-salvatore-cajiao\/"]}]},{"@type":"ImageObject","inLanguage":"es","@id":"https:\/\/revista-escafandra.com\/index.php\/2021\/05\/20\/tres-poemas-de-salvatore-cajiao\/#primaryimage","url":"","contentUrl":""},{"@type":"BreadcrumbList","@id":"https:\/\/revista-escafandra.com\/index.php\/2021\/05\/20\/tres-poemas-de-salvatore-cajiao\/#breadcrumb","itemListElement":[{"@type":"ListItem","position":1,"name":"Portada","item":"https:\/\/revista-escafandra.com\/"},{"@type":"ListItem","position":2,"name":"Tres poemas de Salvatore Cajiao"}]},{"@type":"WebSite","@id":"https:\/\/revista-escafandra.com\/#website","url":"https:\/\/revista-escafandra.com\/","name":"Revista Escafandra","description":"Revista de periodismo cultural de la Facultad de Artes Mexicali de la UABC","potentialAction":[{"@type":"SearchAction","target":{"@type":"EntryPoint","urlTemplate":"https:\/\/revista-escafandra.com\/?s={search_term_string}"},"query-input":{"@type":"PropertyValueSpecification","valueRequired":true,"valueName":"search_term_string"}}],"inLanguage":"es"},{"@type":"Person","@id":"https:\/\/revista-escafandra.com\/#\/schema\/person\/07c6ba7119d09119678fe1fb128ba7ee","name":"Mar\u00eda Rene\u00e9 Quiroz Castro","image":{"@type":"ImageObject","inLanguage":"es","@id":"https:\/\/secure.gravatar.com\/avatar\/c1a8ca121a4c46e501b51f86a60eabab27b6aefed5b7dfec6cb06204965aaf34?s=96&d=mm&r=g","url":"https:\/\/secure.gravatar.com\/avatar\/c1a8ca121a4c46e501b51f86a60eabab27b6aefed5b7dfec6cb06204965aaf34?s=96&d=mm&r=g","contentUrl":"https:\/\/secure.gravatar.com\/avatar\/c1a8ca121a4c46e501b51f86a60eabab27b6aefed5b7dfec6cb06204965aaf34?s=96&d=mm&r=g","caption":"Mar\u00eda Rene\u00e9 Quiroz Castro"},"url":"https:\/\/revista-escafandra.com\/index.php\/author\/mariareneequiroz\/"}]}},"featured_image_urls":{"full":"","thumbnail":"","medium":"","medium_large":"","large":"","1536x1536":"","2048x2048":"","elegant-magazine-featured":"","elegant-magazine-medium":"","elegant-magazine-medium-small":"","elegant-magazine-thumbnail-small":""},"author_info":{"display_name":"Mar\u00eda Rene\u00e9 Quiroz Castro","author_link":"https:\/\/revista-escafandra.com\/index.php\/author\/mariareneequiroz\/"},"category_info":"<a href=\"https:\/\/revista-escafandra.com\/index.php\/category\/literatura\/poema\/\" rel=\"category tag\">Poema<\/a>","tag_info":"Poema","comment_count":"0","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/revista-escafandra.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7601","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/revista-escafandra.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/revista-escafandra.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revista-escafandra.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/8"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revista-escafandra.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=7601"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/revista-escafandra.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7601\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":14931,"href":"https:\/\/revista-escafandra.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7601\/revisions\/14931"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revista-escafandra.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/revista-escafandra.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=7601"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revista-escafandra.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=7601"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revista-escafandra.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=7601"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}