{"id":11059,"date":"2020-10-01T17:45:13","date_gmt":"2020-10-01T14:45:13","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=11059"},"modified":"2020-10-02T01:19:32","modified_gmt":"2020-10-01T22:19:32","slug":"spatii-culturale-nr-68-4","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=11059","title":{"rendered":"Spa\u021bii culturale nr. 68 (4)"},"content":{"rendered":"

Daniela \u0218ONTIC\u0102<\/strong>
\n\"\"

Sanatoriu <\/strong><\/p>\n

Era frig, dar n-ai fi zis,
\nc\u00e2nd vedeai \u00eentre pavilioane at\u00e2tea
\npersonaje m\u00e2ntuite
\nsau c\u00e2nd umbrele tuturor se t\u00e2rau
\nca ni\u015fte haine cu arom\u0103 de zmeur\u0103
\nprintre amintiri nevindecate. <\/p>\n

\u00cenceputul de zi era mereu optimist:
\nprimul animal de companie reg\u0103sit
\nera chemat la vorbitor \u015fi investit
\ncu un sentiment f\u0103r\u0103 etichet\u0103,
\nse bucurau ca ni\u015fte copii c\u00e2nd sanatoriul
\nse potolea cu fl\u0103c\u0103rile epidermei lui.<\/p>\n

Era prim\u0103var\u0103, dar nu se sim\u021bea clar
\n\u015fi ai fi putut crede c\u0103 anotimpul este vinovat
\npentru rolurile inversate
\nce g\u00e2f\u00e2iau oribil
\ndup\u0103 \u00eenghi\u0163irea p\u0103rin\u0163ilor uita\u0163i
\n\u00een acea na\u0219tere f\u0103r\u0103 sf\u00e2r\u0219it. <\/p>\n


\nO zi <\/strong><\/p>\n

O s\u0103 vin\u0103 o zi
\nc\u00e2nd norii se vor da la o parte
\n\u0219i voi avea \u00eentregul cer deasupra
\n\u0219i pe tine aici
\nplin de zgur\u0103. <\/p>\n

Vei fi descoperit piatra
\npe care p\u0103rin\u021bii t\u0103i au \u00eengropat-o,
\npe care str\u0103mo\u0219ii lor \u00eel ascunseser\u0103
\nmult mai ad\u00e2nc,
\nvei sufla
\n\u0219i se vor topi marginile fricii,
\nva ploua peste tine
\n\u0219i vei lumina,
\nvei fi un neon de pe alt\u0103 planet\u0103.<\/p>\n

Vom \u00een\u021belege:
\ndin protop\u0103rin\u021bii absolu\u021bi,
\nde departe
\ncoboar\u0103 rana
\npe care o numim \u0219arpe,
\ndar ea este o scoic\u0103.
\n\u00cen ea, to\u021bi ne vis\u0103m mama fericit\u0103
\n\u0219i tat\u0103l \u021bin\u00e2ndu-ne pe umeri. <\/p>\n


\nAur\u0103 <\/strong> <\/p>\n

Am cea mai str\u0103lucitoare aur\u0103
\ndar o port pe sub piele,
\nam cea mai radiofonic\u0103 voce
\ndar tu \u00eent\u00e2rzii
\ns-o auzi cu inima,
\nam cea mai \u00eenalt\u0103 talie
\ndin c\u00e2te s-au v\u0103zut la echinox,
\ndar mi-ai spus c\u0103-\u021bi plac cuvintele
\nscrise chiar \u0219i gre\u0219it
\nde altcineva.
\nCuvintele gurii mele nu le iube\u0219ti,
\ndar sunt cea mai \u00een\u021beleapt\u0103 femeie
\ncare te-ar putea iubi.
\nCe vezi c\u00e2nd alergi spre zarea pe care
\no \u00eempingi tot mai departe?
\nAcela nu este un zbor,
\nci frigul mamei tale
\ncare te-a purtat p\u00e2n\u0103 la polul nord.
\n\u0219i treci cu ma\u0219in\u0103rii
\npeste palma tat\u0103lui cum ai trece
\npeste pr\u0103p\u0103stii.
\nDa, \u00een fiecare zi reu\u0219e\u0219ti s\u0103 ui\u021bi
\nc\u0103 am cea mai str\u0103lucitoare aur\u0103.<\/p>\n


\nMotor <\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00cemi povestea c\u0103 un motor perfect
\neste o frumoas\u0103 f\u0103r\u0103 corp,
\nare ceva aparte,
\nsclipirile lui diamantine
\nte urc\u0103 spre plafonul de nori
\na\u0219a cum pe muritorii de r\u00e2nd
\n\u00eei urc\u0103 patimile pe Transalpina.
\nF\u0103r\u0103 cuvinte mi-a spus
\nc\u0103 femeia de l\u00e2ng\u0103 el
\ntrebuie s\u0103 viseze
\ncercul polar \u00een loc de inel,
\nam presupus c\u0103 de dragul ei
\nar traversa lumea
\nst\u0103p\u00e2nind inven\u021biile lui Da Vinci.
\nCred c\u0103 de aceea \u00eemi intrase ceva \u00een ochi
\n\u0219i \u021bineam cu orice pre\u021b s\u0103 nu observe. <\/p>\n


\nPe \u021b\u0103rm <\/strong><\/p>\n

Va continua r\u0103zboaiele
\nca \u0219i c\u00e2nd s-ar lupta cu cernoziomul
\n\u0219i nu cu fuga de sine.
\nR\u0103m\u00e2n pe \u021b\u0103rm.
\n\u00cen dimine\u021bi, mai prind ceva la inim\u0103,
\nuneori \u2013 firavul motiv al jazzului
\n\u0219i, pentru c\u0103 a\u0219a sunt femeile singure,
\nm\u0103 clatin \u00een paharul inimii,
\ntransform orice vis \u00eentr-o st\u00e2nc\u0103 \u00eenalt\u0103
\n\u0219i orice b\u0103ltoac\u0103
\n\u00eentr-o mare de g\u00e2nduri,
\n\u00een oceanul nordului. <\/p>\n

Camelia Manuela SAVA<\/strong>
\n\"\"

Existen\u021b\u0103, c\u00e2nd vine o zi\u2026<\/strong><\/p>\n

tr\u0103iai ca un b\u0103rbat obi\u0219nuit
\nmergeai a\u0219a cum merge un b\u0103rbat obi\u0219nuit
\nz\u00e2mbeai a\u0219a cum z\u00e2mbe\u0219te orice b\u0103rbat
\np\u00e2n\u0103 \u00een ziua c\u00e2nd te-ai \u00eendr\u0103gostit
\ninima ta b\u0103tea \u00een ritm obi\u0219nuit
\np\u00e2n\u0103 c\u00e2nd bubuielile ei te-au anun\u021bat c\u0103 te-ai \u00eendr\u0103gostit
\n(\u00eentotdeauna iubise\u0219i c\u00e2te o femeie
\nf\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103 \u00ee\u021bi dai seama c\u0103 se \u00eent\u00e2mpl\u0103 ceva minunat cu tine\/
\nacum e cu totul altceva)
\nacea zi nu era ca orice alt\u0103 zi a vie\u021bii tale
\nde\u0219i a\u0219a p\u0103rea la \u00eenceput
\nabia atunci ai aflat c\u0103 tu nu mai e\u0219ti tu
\nvisezi ca orice b\u0103rbat visezi c\u0103 tr\u0103ie\u0219ti \u00een s\u00e2ngele meu
\ncare te recunoa\u0219te ori de c\u00e2te ori plec \u0219i m\u0103 \u00eentorc acas\u0103
\ndin acea zi ai devenit b\u0103rbatul-soldatul-erou
\ncare tr\u0103ie\u0219te \u00een ritmul bubuitor al inimii
\nlupt\u00e2nd \u00eentr-un r\u0103zboi cenu\u0219iu al nervilor al \u00eembr\u0103\u021bi\u0219\u0103rilor fugare
\nal s\u0103ruturilor din oglinzile retrovizoare<\/p>\n


\nLa mare<\/strong><\/p>\n

Azi port pe buze
\nCulorile m\u0103rii
\nNiciun ruj \u00een tendin\u021be
\nNu m-ar face s\u0103 ar\u00e3t at\u00e2t de str\u0103lucitoare nicio rochie nu m-ar mul\u021bumi
\nNiciun g\u00e2nd nu mi se potrive\u0219te
\nA\u015fa cum mi se asorteaz\u0103 valurile
\nR\u0103sturnate \u00een oglinda ochilor mei<\/p>\n


\nDe prin ora\u0219\u2026<\/strong><\/p>\n

Ma\u0219inile \u00ee\u0219i puneau \u00een func\u021biune motoarele
\nturate la maxim\u2026
\nmirosea a cioburi \u00een urma ta, a culori nestinse
\nfereastra st\u0103tea mereu deschis\u0103 \u2013
\nsperam c\u0103 intr\u0103 vreun porumbel r\u0103t\u0103cit de pe ultima corabie
\npe care noe o l\u0103sase de izbeli\u0219te<\/p>\n

un f\u00e2lf\u00e2it de nori ro\u0219ii
\n\u00eemi aducea pu\u021bine ve\u0219ti
\ndespre o poveste ce sem\u0103na a triste\u021be<\/p>\n

m\u0103 aruncam sub ro\u021bile sc\u00e2r\u021b\u00e2ind a rugin\u0103
\n\u0219i iubirea noastr\u0103 se \u00eenc\u0103p\u0103\u021b\u00e2na s\u0103 mearg\u0103 tot mai departe\u2026
\ndimine\u021bile erau cele mai bune geamantane unde \u00eemi p\u0103stram
\noftatul\u2026<\/p>\n

pe str\u0103zi, aiurea, reg\u0103seam aceea\u0219i cea\u021b\u0103
\nce te p\u0103stra intact, f\u0103c\u00e2nd leg\u0103tura \u00eentre sinapse\u2026
\nr\u00e2uri de s\u00e2nge te \u00eempungeau \u00een coaste,
\n\u00een ele te \u00eentrez\u0103ream o secund\u0103,
\nca apoi s\u0103 devii tu cel ironic \u2013 clasic \u0219i mereu \u00eenalt\u2026<\/p>\n

calambururi \u0219i claxoane m\u0103 urm\u0103reau
\nto\u021bi oamenii aceia ponosi\u021bi
\nm\u0103 ajutau s\u0103 te \u00een\u021beleg mai bine,
\ns\u0103 v\u0103d c\u00e2t e\u0219ti de obosit \u0219i c\u00e2t e\u0219ti real\u2026<\/p>\n

Apoi departele se \u00eensenina, dar alerga \u00een acela\u0219i timp
\ncu ma\u0219inile nervoase,
\npe drumuri ocolitoare, ne\u0219tiute, ajung\u00e2nd \u00een final
\np\u00e2n\u0103 \u00een intersec\u021bia
\nunde Dumnezeu \u00eemp\u0103r\u021bise faldurile zilei \u00een dou\u0103:
\naici \u0219i acolo,
\n\u00een inima mea\u2026
\n\u00een coaste\u2026 \u0219i \u00een ochii t\u0103i\u2026
\nca s\u0103 fiu
\nca s\u0103 fii<\/p>\n


\nLa aniversar\u0103<\/strong><\/p>\n

Nicolai T\u0102ICU\u021aU \u2013 70<\/strong>
\n\"\"

strig\u0103rile<\/strong><\/p>\n

a se re\u021bine:
\no prim\u0103 strigare se f\u0103cuse decusear\u0103
\nde mai marii satului, la foc de tab\u0103r\u0103 falnic
\n\u0219i \u00een prezen\u021ba p\u0103rin\u021bilor mei, ion \u0219i maria<\/p>\n

e prea mult\u0103 cea\u021b\u0103, se strigar\u0103
\n\u0219i, apoi, se repetar\u0103:
\ns\u0103 vin\u0103 adierea v\u00e2ntului! s\u0103 vin\u0103, s\u0103 vin\u0103 …<\/p>\n

astfel, sus\u021binut de foc, de p\u0103m\u00e2nt \u0219i de ape
\n\u00eenconjurat de viet\u0103\u021bi cunoscute
\n\u0219i necunoscute \u00eenc\u0103
\nvenite cu rost sau \u00een a\u0219teptarea rostului
\nnicolai t ridic\u0103 pleoapele \u0219i surprins
\n\u00eemprumut\u0103 de la mine, de la tine
\nde la al\u021bii \u0219i de la altele
\nelementele definitorii sistemului spiritual f\u0103pturii
\ndintre care nu lipse\u0219te figura de om bun
\n\u0219i datul din aripi, \u00eenotul \u00een ape subterane
\n\u0219i-a\u0219teapt\u0103 c\u0103ile creionate\/ c\u0103ile strigate
\nde pe t\u0103r\u00e2mul cel\u0103lalt, acum la ivire de zori<\/p>\n

\u0219i astfel cuprins de starea ivit\u0103
\n\u00een mijlocul gr\u0103dinii mo\u0219tenite
\nnicolai t prinde curaj \u0219i
\n\u00eentru ini\u021bierea lan\u021bului trofic
\ndeschide diverse por\u021bi ale tr\u0103irii
\n\u0219i provoac\u0103 aer\u0103ri \u00een vechi peisaje
\npeste alei, peste plante \u0219i \u00een privirea sa
\nmai ales
\nnu \u0219tie c\u00e2nd por\u021bile, batante fiind
\nsunt \u00eenchise \u0219i c\u00e2nd sunt deschise
\n\u00een func\u021bie de ce?\/ \u00een func\u021bie de cine?
\nse va \u00eentreba continuu
\nacestea nefiind por\u021bi de cap\u0103t
\ncu deschidere \u0219i \u00eenchidere predestinat\u0103
\nci doar, de fiecare dat\u0103, c\u00e2te una
\ndin cele o mie \u0219i una de por\u021bi
\npe post de evantai, care
\ns\u0103-mpr\u0103\u0219tie cea\u021ba-s predestinate <\/p>\n

\t*
\naceasta a fost una dintre primele strig\u0103ri
\npentru nicolai t <\/p>\n

la masa sa de scris, \u00eenc\u0103run\u021bit, socote\u0219te
\ncam c\u00e2te strig\u0103ri i-au fost h\u0103r\u0103zite
\np\u00e2n\u0103 la acest semn din cea\u021b\u0103 ivit, 70<\/p>\n


\nfiresc<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00eentr-o stare de
\nmul\u021bumesc lui Dumnezeu<\/p>\n

cu o impresie d\u00e9j\u00e0 vu:
\ntreceam g\u00e2rla-n picioarele goale<\/p>\n

de pe malul cu flori
\n\tf\u0103ceam o trecere
\n\tpe malul cu lum\u00e2n\u0103ri \u2013 <\/p>\n

trupul \u00eemi r\u0103m\u00e2nea
\n\tpe malul cu flori
\nsufletul \u00eemi ajungea
\n\tpe malul cu lum\u00e2n\u0103ri <\/p>\n

\u0219i nu m\u0103 \u00eentrebam: de ce?
\n\u0219i nici altcineva
\nnu m\u0103 tr\u0103gea la r\u0103spundere<\/p>\n


\npraf de sare <\/strong><\/p>\n

peste numele meu de gr\u00e2u m\u0103\u0219cat
\nprimit \u00eenc\u0103 de la primele mele treceri
\npeste r\u00e2ul meandrat al c\u00e2mpiei
\nvine poetul (aici, nicolai t fiind)
\n\u0219i presar\u0103 un praf de sare
\nde pe malul r\u00e2ului r\u00e2mnic adunat<\/p>\n

peste numele meu de porumb copt
\nprimit la urm\u0103toarele mele treceri
\npeste r\u00e2ul meandrat al c\u00e2mpiei
\nvine poetul (acela\u0219i nicolai t)
\n\u0219i presar\u0103 un praf de sare
\nde pe malul r\u00e2ului r\u00e2mnic adunat<\/p>\n

peste numele meu de toamn\u0103 m\u0103noas\u0103
\nprimit la primele mele \u00eentoarceri acas\u0103
\npeste r\u00e2ul meandrat al c\u00e2mpiei
\nvine poetul (acela\u0219i, pomenit mai sus)
\n\u0219i presar\u0103 un praf de sare
\nde pe malul r\u00e2ului r\u00e2mnic adunat<\/p>\n

m\u0103 bate u\u0219or pe um\u0103r, poetul
\n\u0219i-mi spune: aten\u021bie, ast\u0103zi
\nla nord de casa ta, pe-acea vale arhaic\u0103
\nva trece un r\u00e2u <\/p>\n

curat \u0219i lin va trece r\u00e2ul peste iarb\u0103
\nn-o va ucide, n-o va \u00eempotmoli, ci
\n\u00een m\u00e2ng\u00e2iere o va l\u0103sa \u00eempodobit\u0103
\ncu rou\u0103 \u0219i sare, un praf fin de sare
\nspre-aducere-aminte<\/p>\n

\te\u0219ti invitat la spectacol!
\nnu refuza oferta, rareori se-nt\u00e2mpl\u0103 asta! <\/p>\n


\nsilentium <\/strong><\/p>\n

trece, cu oglinda \u00eentoars\u0103-n priviri
\ncel care a auzit de mine
\n\t\u0219i nu m\u0103 salut\u0103<\/p>\n

trece, spre pia\u021ba de fructe
\n vecinul care m\u0103 \u0219tie destul de bine
\n\t\u0219i nu m\u0103 salut\u0103<\/p>\n

trece cel cu aer rustic
\nde-acolo, din sat, de la mine
\n\t\u0219i nu m\u0103 salut\u0103<\/p>\n

pentru c\u0103 respect \u0219i lini\u0219te impune
\nfoi\u0219orul de verde
\n\t\u00een care to\u021bi m\u0103-ntrez\u0103resc<\/p>\n


\nconvins fiind<\/strong><\/p>\n

coceanul singur
\nuitat \u00een mijlocul c\u00e2mpului
\nla dispozi\u021bia vitregiilor iernii
\nst\u0103 indiferent la umbra iepurelui
\nindiferent st\u0103 \u00een fa\u021ba viscolului <\/p>\n

st\u0103 pe \u0219tiuta convingere c\u0103
\ntimpul lui a trecut
\nst\u0103 precum b\u0103tr\u00e2nul
\n\u00een fa\u021ba crucii de piatr\u0103
\npe care singur \u0219i-a comandat-o
\npe care singur \u0219i-a scris-o<\/p>\n


\ndomestic<\/strong><\/p>\n

diminea\u021ba aceasta \u00eemi ofer\u0103
\nceaiul v\u00e2rstei a treia \u2013 <\/p>\n

pu\u021bin dulceag\/ pu\u021bin am\u0103rui
\n\u0219i cu o tent\u0103 de vioiciune
\n\tadolescentin\u0103<\/p>\n


\nno limit<\/strong><\/p>\n

o furnic\u0103 a g\u0103sit un st\u00e2lp
\n(dintre cele de linie telefonic\u0103 veche
\n\u00eenfipt la un cap\u0103t de sat)
\n\u0219i \u00eel urc\u0103 cu r\u00e2vn\u0103<\/p>\n

la un moment dat st\u00e2lpul se termin\u0103
\ndar furnica urc\u0103 \u00een continuare
\npentru c\u0103
\nmai avea timp la dispozi\u021bie<\/p>\n


\n\u00eentr-o doar\u0103<\/strong><\/p>\n

dup\u0103 reu\u0219itele-i false, dar r\u0103sun\u0103toare
\nlui don quijote i s-au h\u0103r\u0103zit
\naltfel de r\u0103zboaie
\nunele, c\u00e2t de c\u00e2t, adev\u0103rate.<\/p>\n

– \u0219tirile externe i le aducea sancho panza
\nde obicei, zilnic, c\u00e2nd, de-o suli\u021b\u0103
\nsoarele era pe cer, ora fiind propice
\npentru consult\u0103ri – <\/p>\n

atunci c\u00e2nd a crezut c\u0103 a venit timpul
\ns\u0103 plece iar\u0103\u0219i de-acas\u0103, decusear\u0103
\n: s-a \u00eencurajat cu o can\u0103 cu vin
\n: \u0219i-a oglindit \u00eendemnuri \u00een unda lacului
\nde pe mo\u0219ia sa
\n: \u0219i-a scrijelit \u00een podul palmelor cuvinte g\u00e2ndite cu mintea lui cea de pe urm\u0103
\n: a preg\u0103tit-o pe rosinanta, a \u021bes\u0103lat-o
\n\u0219i i-a pus armura trupul curat<\/p>\n

\u00een zori a pornit la lupt\u0103\/ singur
\nf\u0103r\u0103 sancho panza\/ f\u0103r\u0103 lance \u0219i f\u0103r\u0103 scut
\ncu m\u00e2inile goale a plecat<\/p>\n

cale de-o zi a str\u0103b\u0103tut pustiul
\np\u00e2n\u0103 la mal de ape \u0219i r\u00e2uri de verdea\u021b\u0103\u2026 <\/p>\n

trece don quijote c\u0103lare
\nprintre cetele ostile-n\u0219irate
\nde o parte \u0219i de alta a drumului
\ncu mori de v\u00e2nt disp\u0103rute
\ncu m\u00e2na ridicat\u0103 \u00een sus
\nc\u00e2nd dreapta\/ c\u00e2nd st\u00e2nga ridicat\u0103
\ncu palma deschis\u0103 a salut\/ nu a predare<\/p>\n

trece falnic, iar vr\u0103jma\u0219ii surprin\u0219i
\nlas\u0103 privirea \u00een jos\/ \u0219i armele cobor\u0103
\ndup\u0103 ce \u00een palma m\u0103rit\u0103 acum
\nridicat\u0103 spre soare, citesc
\n\u00eentr-o limb\u0103 universal\u0103
\n\u00eens\u00e2ngeratele cuvinte: ru\u0219ine s\u0103 v\u0103 fie<\/em>!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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