{"id":10357,"date":"2020-08-29T23:25:35","date_gmt":"2020-08-29T20:25:35","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=10357"},"modified":"2020-08-29T23:25:35","modified_gmt":"2020-08-29T20:25:35","slug":"de-ai-nostri-veronica-laura-nastase-suntem-noi-6","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=10357","title":{"rendered":"De-ai no\u0219tri! &#8211; Veronica Laura N\u0103stase &#8211; Suntem noi (6)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/08\/IMG_20200824_221326-scaled.jpg\" data-rel=\"lightbox-image-0\" data-rl_title=\"\" data-rl_caption=\"\" title=\"\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-10269 lazyload\" data-src=\"http:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/08\/IMG_20200824_221326-213x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"213\" height=\"300\" data-srcset=\"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/08\/IMG_20200824_221326-213x300.jpg 213w, https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/08\/IMG_20200824_221326-726x1024.jpg 726w, https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/08\/IMG_20200824_221326-768x1083.jpg 768w, https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/08\/IMG_20200824_221326-1089x1536.jpg 1089w, https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/08\/IMG_20200824_221326-scaled.jpg 1452w\" data-sizes=\"(max-width: 213px) 100vw, 213px\" src=\"data:image\/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAAAAACH5BAEKAAEALAAAAAABAAEAAAICTAEAOw==\" style=\"--smush-placeholder-width: 213px; --smush-placeholder-aspect-ratio: 213\/300;\" \/><noscript><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-10269\" src=\"http:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/08\/IMG_20200824_221326-213x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"213\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/08\/IMG_20200824_221326-213x300.jpg 213w, https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/08\/IMG_20200824_221326-726x1024.jpg 726w, https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/08\/IMG_20200824_221326-768x1083.jpg 768w, https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/08\/IMG_20200824_221326-1089x1536.jpg 1089w, https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/08\/IMG_20200824_221326-scaled.jpg 1452w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 213px) 100vw, 213px\" \/><\/noscript><\/a><br \/>\n<strong>***<\/strong><br \/>\nNu \u0219tiu s\u0103 scriu scrisori&#8230; Mi-a plecat \u00eengerul de- acas\u0103. Nu-mi mai cotrob\u0103ie prin florile verii.<br \/>\nEu nu pot multe&#8230; pot doar un lac de trandafiri, a\u0219teptarea \u0219i un ad\u0103post de aur trist. Numai acest col\u021b de cas\u0103, \u00eentr-o clipire e muzica ce-o ascult dinspre tine.<br \/>\nCobor pe p\u0103m\u00e2nt: puterea cuv\u00e2ntului aici e firav\u0103&#8230; invoc o floare \u0219i m\u0103 \u00eencred. Mai r\u0103m\u00e2ne ploaia&#8230; \u0219i at\u00e2t.<br \/>\nMotivul ferestrei \u00eenchise \u00een fiecare dintre oameni.<br \/>\nCheia acestei \u00eenchideri e doar acela\u0219i \u00eenger, care doarme.<\/p>\n<p><strong>***<\/strong><br \/>\nMiriade de c\u00e2nturi oprite \u00een porumbi albi&#8230;<br \/>\nPoate vara; poate castelele de frunze ridicate la ureche.<br \/>\nC\u00e2nt\u00e2ndu-mi \u00eencet, c\u00e2t s\u0103 te aud: cu mine se \u00eent\u00e2mpl\u0103 ceva: merele, sunt o lume de mere coapte.<br \/>\nNumai florile acestea, s\u0103lbatice, liliachii din t\u0103lpile tale le cresc \u00een ierbarele pline de ploi.<br \/>\nE f\u0103r\u00e2ma aceasta de veac \u00eent\u00e2rziat, de a sem\u0103na cer rodit.<br \/>\nCreate de mine sunt doar \u00eempletiturile acestea de zori, care te adun\u0103 ca pe un trup de \u00eenser\u0103ri.<br \/>\nZbor c\u00e2nd nu merg; \u00een rest, repet o prim\u0103 lec\u021bie de pian: o sear\u0103, o \u00eent\u00e2lnire, o desp\u0103r\u021bire.<br \/>\nO or\u0103 nu e numai o or\u0103, e chiar aici acel strig\u0103t din cornul bacilor, un film al p\u0103s\u0103rilor viitoare peste culmi de Miori\u021ba. Despre p\u0103m\u00e2ntul acesta am scris despre noi.<br \/>\nOra dorit\u0103 ne prinde clipa, ochii copiilor ne sunt tema de scris.<br \/>\nC\u00e2nd st\u0103m pe pragul lunii \u0219i v\u00e2ntul trece&#8230; e o linie de culori la orizont \u0219i g\u00e2ndul celuilalt.<br \/>\n\u00cemi amintesc de lum\u00e2narea de cear\u0103, trecut\u0103 asear\u0103 prin foc, \u00een m\u00e2na care s-a rugat, dincolo de o fereastr\u0103 de sticl\u0103 \u00eempletit\u0103.<br \/>\nTrec pa\u0219i fierbin\u021bi peste a\u0219tept\u0103ri \u0219i-s a\u0219a \u00eencurcat\u0103 \u00een ploaia ta de cuvinte.<br \/>\nNu-mi place complica\u021bia aceasta, iubirea e pe de rostul t\u0103cerii.<br \/>\nNu pot p\u0103trunde \u00eentr-o floare ca din gre\u0219eal\u0103; \u00eei \u00eenv\u0103\u021b limbajul de miresme, \u00eentret\u0103iatele, neb\u0103nuitele, dorin\u021bele ei nerostite.<br \/>\nAcea ultim\u0103 treapt\u0103 a sc\u0103rii o urc numai cu pantofii mei albi, de sticl\u0103; atunci m\u0103 cearta \u00eengerul despre gre\u0219eli \u0219i-i bine.<br \/>\nTe port \u00een colite albe, \u00een \u00eend\u0103r\u0103tnicia unei dimine\u021bi de mireas\u0103, care te-a \u00eenv\u0103\u021bat pe dinafar\u0103.<br \/>\nNumai c\u00e2nd plou\u0103 totul se face mic.<br \/>\nNoi to\u021bi sem\u0103n\u0103m cu p\u0103m\u00e2ntul unde ne-am n\u0103scut.<br \/>\nDar tu, ce loc ai tu pentru ochii mei?<br \/>\nMomentele at\u00e2rnate-n seri cobor\u00e2toare de iubiri; seralele iubirii. Fiin\u021bele noastre florale \u00een triunghiuri de p\u0103s\u0103ri c\u0103l\u0103torite.<br \/>\nNem\u0103rginirea e dat\u0103 acestor aripi de ploaie \u00een secunda de dor ce o pr\u0103val peste tine. Ca o frunz\u0103 \u0219optit\u0103 la ureche de z\u00e2ne.<br \/>\nVor \u00eenflori to\u021bi trandafirii lumii \u00een bra\u021bele mele de a\u0219teptare.<br \/>\nAceast\u0103 floare nu are spini din r\u0103utate; ea porne\u0219te din marginea unui vis ur\u00e2t, pe care-1 spal\u0103 cu rou\u0103 duminical\u0103, \u00een fiecare zi. Trandafirul este \u00een spatele acestui cerc matematic, indescifrabil, labirint \u00eentr-o f\u0103ptur\u0103 floral\u0103; &#8230; doar spinul mi-a venit \u00eempotriv\u0103, c\u00e2nd cer statornicie.<br \/>\nFlorile acestea sunt \u00een munca ta zilnic\u0103 despre<br \/>\niubire.<\/p>\n<p><strong>***<\/strong><br \/>\nAzi, o clip\u0103 m-am bucurat de o vrabie; c\u00e2nta \u00eenserarea.<br \/>\nO copil\u0103 mi-a vestit o ploaie de lun\u0103 \u0219i \u00eenc\u0103l\u021b\u0103ri de stele: Ilioara&#8230;<\/p>\n<p><strong>***<\/strong><br \/>\nC\u0103l\u0103toresc \u00een frunzi\u0219uri m\u0103run\u021bite de perdele care simplific\u0103 largul. E atunci c\u00e2nd a\u0219ez\u0103rile verzi ale prispei tale nu \u0219tiau c\u0103-mi clipesc \u00een ochi zilnicul necesar de lumin\u0103.<br \/>\n\u00cen palma p\u0103m\u00e2ntului, noi to\u021bi suntem cheile trecerii \u00een necunoscut.<br \/>\nVia\u021ba, fiindu-ne o st\u0103p\u00e2nire de maronie-aurie- solar\u0103 \u00eencredere \u00een timpuriu, rosti pe ner\u0103suflate. Ca de arip\u0103 \u00eenaripat\u0103, r\u0103sp\u00e2ndit\u0103 \u00een t\u00e2mpla ta.<br \/>\n&#8230;c\u0103 tu e\u0219ti fluier de sear\u0103, \u00eentr-o diminea\u021b\u0103&#8230;, \u00eendep\u0103rt\u00e2ndu-te \u00een aceast\u0103 oglind\u0103 hot\u0103r\u00e2toare a lucrurilor.<br \/>\n\u00eentr-o absen\u021b\u0103 sunt aproape o mie de gesturi, toate interzise, tot at\u00e2tea f\u0103r\u0103derosturi care c\u00e2nt\u0103 \u00een noi.<br \/>\n\u00ce\u021bi voi spune acea poveste, mereu alta, \u00eenspre petalele g\u0103lbui ale canarului care nu-\u0219i mai sf\u00e2r\u0219e\u0219te aureola plin\u0103 de tril.<br \/>\nFirile noastre din firele toamnei. Doar cerneal\u0103 spart\u0103 pe h\u00e2rtie.<br \/>\nToate cele sunt lacrimi nead\u00e2ncite de p\u0103cat.<br \/>\nToate cele sunt strig\u0103te de lacrim\u0103.<br \/>\nNoaptea, c\u00e2teodat\u0103, m\u0103 trezesc pove\u0219tile pe care trebuie s\u0103 \u021bi le scriu.<br \/>\nRefuz, frunzele viscolite de perfec\u021biune, c\u0103ut\u00e2nd tr\u0103s\u0103turi ce pot s\u0103 le ajustez cu s\u0103rutul.<br \/>\nCasa noastr\u0103 e trupul nostru mai mare.<br \/>\nFloare. Memorare pe partea fiin\u021bei noastre ira\u021bionale, \u00eendr\u0103gostite.<br \/>\nIdeea de a privi din m\u00e2n\u0103 aceast\u0103 stea.<br \/>\nDorul, apa viorie, care izbucne\u0219te din fiecare trecut. C\u00e2teodat\u0103, voi fi \u00eendr\u0103gostit\u0103. C\u00e2teodat\u0103, voi citi rug\u0103ciuni. Interpretare&#8230;<br \/>\nSperan\u021ba, detaliu petalat care a\u0219eaz\u0103 ordinea \u00een lucruri.<br \/>\nSingur\u0103tatea &#8211; doar un adev\u0103r neconcret, despre care uit\u0103m s\u0103 cerem folos. Starea primar\u0103 a lucrurilor nelucrate de om.<br \/>\nSuntem aici o br\u0103\u021bar\u0103 de oameni f\u0103r\u0103 de moarte, c\u00e2nd timpul st\u0103 \u00eencremenit \u00een piepturile noastre. C\u00e2nd \u00eenchidem ochii, cuv\u00e2ntul tresare \u0219i se face ziu\u0103, se face rostire.<br \/>\nViitorul pe care-1 am \u00een spirit; \u00een \u021binutul unde oamenii umbl\u0103 f\u0103r\u0103 a l\u0103sa urme.<br \/>\nO gr\u0103din\u0103, acolo, sus, la 600 m. Ce g\u00e2nde\u0219ti aici \u0219i ce g\u00e2nde\u0219ti acolo?<\/p>\n<p><strong>***<\/strong><br \/>\nU\u0219a casei mele, deschis\u0103 pretutindeni&#8230;<br \/>\nC\u00e2nd aleg negrul, aleg conturul t\u0103u, \u00een singur\u0103tatea m\u00e2inilor care muncesc p\u0103m\u00e2ntul aprig de flori. S\u0103 te \u021bin la t\u00e2mpl\u0103, lemn c\u00e2nt\u0103tor.<br \/>\nO clip\u0103 a clipei&#8230; \u00een care&#8230; m-ai trecut \u00een bra\u021be lumea. A\u0219a c\u00e2nt\u0103 frunzele bucuriei \u0219i ale triste\u021bii.<br \/>\n\u00eemi vorbe\u0219ti \u00eentr-o limba veche, desprins\u0103 din c\u0103r\u021bi. O ap\u0103 povestitoare.<br \/>\nS\u0103 nu-mi privi\u021bi voi flori, voi pomi, voi ace\u0219tia, ur\u00e2\u021benia hainelor mele de nec\u00e2ntec. C\u00e2ntecul e tot ce mi- ai r\u0103spuns.<br \/>\nEste \u00een plin r\u0103zboi; \u0219i, singura floare de pe c\u00e2mpul de lupt\u0103 am g\u0103sit-o eu: tu.<br \/>\nC\u00e2nd st\u0103m aproape, dar ne desparte cerul, p\u0103m\u00e2ntul din noi. Numai cuvintele ne fac pereche, c\u00e2nd \u00eengenunchem sub acela\u0219i cer, sub aceea\u0219i mil\u0103. Suntem diferi\u021bi? C\u00e2nd adormi, nu \u0219tiu p\u0103s\u0103ri mai frumoase.<br \/>\nC\u00e2nd e\u0219ti copil ai un loc magic printre ceilal\u021bi. Apoi \u00eenflore\u0219ti \u0219i \u021bi-e dor. A\u0219a trebuie s\u0103 fie. Dor.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>*** Nu \u0219tiu s\u0103 scriu scrisori&#8230; Mi-a plecat \u00eengerul de- acas\u0103. Nu-mi mai cotrob\u0103ie prin florile verii. 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