{"id":12039,"date":"2020-11-16T12:35:29","date_gmt":"2020-11-16T09:35:29","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=12039"},"modified":"2020-11-16T12:51:12","modified_gmt":"2020-11-16T09:51:12","slug":"literadura-nr-10-5","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=12039","title":{"rendered":"Literadura nr. 10 (5)"},"content":{"rendered":"

Lumini\u021ba AMARIE<\/strong>
\n\"\"

sunt eu robotul care v\u0103 cre\u0219te copiii<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00eei \u00eenv\u0103\u021b disciplina gramatica creativitatea
\nmerg la munc\u0103
\nnimeni nu m\u0103 poate devia
\nde la traseul meu imaginar
\n\u021bigara dinainte s\u0103 ies.
\nopririle de doi bani. nu. de dou\u0103 minute.
\n\u021bigara de dinainte. \u021bigara de dup\u0103. ce ies din cas\u0103.
\nmerg la munc\u0103. sunt eu feti\u021ba cuminte. am ascuns chibriturile. le-am \u00eenghi\u021bit.
\neu cea care v\u0103 organizeaz\u0103 via\u021ba. \u00eent\u00e2lnirile. facturile. pun ceasul s\u0103 sune mereu cu mult \u00eenainte.
\ns\u0103 v\u0103 educ copiii. \u00eei duc la medic. le iau febra \u0219i le dau dulciuri pe ascuns. f\u0103r\u0103 ca ei s\u0103 \u0219tie \u00eei \u00eenv\u0103\u021b
\nc\u0103 au voie.
\nle pun \u00een farfurie le citesc pove\u0219ti \u00eei las s\u0103 adoarm\u0103 cu lumina aprins\u0103 \u0219i m\u0103 prefac c\u0103 nu-i v\u0103d
\nsub plapum\u0103.
\norganizat\u0103 ca un maniac nimic nu-mi scap\u0103.
\ndoar s\u0103 nu m\u0103 enervez. s\u0103 nu-mi scap de sub control.
\ns\u0103 nu devin un cuib distrus.<\/p>\n


\ntimpul meu<\/strong><\/p>\n

mi-am dat o vreme s\u0103 pl\u00e2ng
\n\u021bi-am ar\u0103tat c\u0103 oamenii se pot iubi chiar \u0219i atunci c\u00e2nd se ur\u0103sc din toate puterile
\npentru c\u0103 te dispre\u021buiam at\u00e2t de mult cu mare grij\u0103 am c\u0103utat s\u0103 te-ngrijesc
\nm\u00e2inile niciodat\u0103 nu au \u0219tiut s\u0103 loveasc\u0103
\nat\u00e2t de perfect<\/p>\n

trupul devenise o piatr\u0103
\ndar moartea nu vine c\u00e2nd vrei tu<\/p>\n

devenisem albul pere\u021bilor hainele pe care le \u00eembr\u0103cai m\u00e2ncarea apa somnul t\u0103u
\nmi-a trebuit timp s\u0103 te \u0219terg din fotografii
\nam c\u0103utat s\u0103 distrug ceva ce era deja distrus
\ns\u0103 \u00eengrop ceva ce era de mult timp mort
\npentru c\u0103 p\u00e2n\u0103 la urm\u0103 niciodat\u0103 nu a fost
\nvorba despre tine ci despre o umbr\u0103 f\u0103r\u0103
\n\u00eentuneric
\no via\u021b\u0103 de om din care omul cu des\u0103v\u00e2r\u0219ire a
\nlipsit<\/p>\n

tac. sunt un morm\u00e2nt sub z\u0103pad\u0103.<\/p>\n


\nCodru\u021ba VANCEA<\/strong>
\n\"\"

N\u0103scut\u0103, 07 08 1967 \u00een Ora\u0219ul Victoria, Jud.
\nBra\u0219ov. Locuie\u0219te \u00een Oradea, jud. Bihor.
\nProfesie: Informatician\/Matematician (2003
\ndoctor \u00een Matematic\u0103 la Universitatea Babe\u0219-
\nBolyai Cluj-Napoca)
\nDebut revista Literadura<\/em>.
\nColabor\u0103ri revista Familia<\/em>.
\nVolum: Rafale de prim\u0103var\u0103 – 2018 editura Brumar.<\/p>\n

Apa<\/strong><\/p>\n

apa
\noglinde\u0219te norii de cenu\u0219\u0103
\namurguri se \u00eembr\u0103\u021bi\u0219eaz\u0103
\n\u00een iert\u0103ri t\u00e2rzii
\nnu se mai tem
\nde umbrele nop\u021bii
\napa
\nnu-\u0219i taie venele
\n\u00een t\u0103i\u0219ul pietrelor
\nnu se \u00eendr\u0103goste\u0219te
\nde hipnotice maluri
\nnu pierde vremea
\nnu are tihn\u0103
\ncurgerea ei
\napa
\n\u00eenecat\u0103-n ploi
\nse \u00eenvolbureaz\u0103
\nclocote\u0219te-n v\u0103i
\nne\u00een\u021beleas\u0103
\nprinde for\u021be noi
\nmai t\u00e2rziu
\nse a\u0219eaz\u0103
\nlimpede
\napa \u00een care ne-am sp\u0103lat
\nr\u0103nile
\napa \u00een care ne-am aruncat
\nvisele
\napa \u00een care ne-am v\u0103zut
\nochii \u00eent\u00e2ia oar\u0103
\napa
\nrug\u0103 de via\u021b\u0103
\n\u00een\u0103l\u021bat\u0103 spre cer<\/p>\n


\nC\u00e2nd ninge mult pe afar\u0103<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00eentr-o var\u0103
\nsub umbra unui m\u0103slin
\nmi-am odihnit privirea \u00eenc\u0103rcat\u0103
\nse adunaser\u0103 ciorchini
\nmici trofee ale tulbur\u0103toarelor iubiri
\nsuflete \u00eembr\u0103\u021bi\u0219ate de alte suflete
\nse jucau pe pleoapele mele
\nprinz\u00e2ndu-se de m\u00e2ini
\n\u00ee\u0219i p\u0103strau \u00eenc\u0103 mugurii strivi\u021bi
\nseva lor verde
\n\u00eemi r\u0103sf\u0103\u021ba gusturile
\nconfuz\u0103
\ntr\u0103iam toate senza\u021biile
\n\u00eenchis\u0103 \u00eentr-o bul\u0103 de s\u0103pun
\ncare se \u00een\u0103l\u021ba pe-o raz\u0103 luminoas\u0103
\nreveneam iarna
\nacas\u0103
\n\u00een lumina cenu\u0219ie
\nm\u0103slinul p\u0103rea s\u0103 nu mai fie
\no carte m\u0103 a\u0219tepta pe mas\u0103
\nveche prieten\u0103 la ceas de sear\u0103
\nningea mult \u0219i des pe afar\u0103
\nM\u0103 \u00eembrac cu tine
\nm\u0103 \u00eembrac cu tine,
\nc\u00e2nd ies din cas\u0103.
\na\u0219a opresc sufletul din mine
\ns\u0103 ias\u0103 de tot
\npentru \u00eenc\u0103 o zi.
\n\u00een fiecare diminea\u021b\u0103
\naud ploaia.
\ncurge \u0219iroaie peste noi,
\npeste mine, \u00eembr\u0103cat\u0103 cu tine.
\ntu nu o auzi,
\npentru c\u0103 tu nu te \u00eembraci cu mine,
\ntu ai hainele din sticl\u0103,
\ntu ai c\u0103\u0219ti \u00een urechi,
\ntu m\u0103 mai iube\u0219ti \u00eenc\u0103.
\nt\u00e2rziu ajung acas\u0103,
\narunc hainele de pe mine, devin eu.
\nte \u00eenv\u0103lui cu sufletul meu.<\/p>\n


\nSimona STAPAN<\/strong>
\n\"\"

Data na\u0219terii: 8 martie 1986 Drobeta Turnu
\nSeverin.
\nFacultatea de Psihologie Universitatea
\nTransilvania, Bra\u0219ov
\n\u201e\u00cen lipsa unui back up by default, \u00eencep s\u0103<\/em>
\nscriu poezie, proz\u0103 scurt\u0103 \u0219i flirtez chiar \u0219i cu<\/em>
\nstudiile critice. Debut poezie: Literadura,<\/em>
\naugust 2017<\/em>.\u201d
\nActual, registrator medical\/statistician \u00een
\nspitalul Spitalul 9, Bucure\u0219ti.<\/p>\n

adio dar r\u0103m\u00e2n cu tine
\nneput\u00e2nd s\u0103-mi car cutiu\u021ba de confetti
\naerul din baloanele care-mi erau dedicate
\n\u0219i zah\u0103rul din tortul de care oricine e m\u00e2ndru
\nam \u00eenceput s\u0103 privesc \u00een urm\u0103
\nspre o fericire mai suportabil\u0103<\/p>\n

ea \u0219i-a lipit confetti peste pleoape
\naer peste pl\u0103m\u00e2ni
\n\u0219i zah\u0103r peste inim\u0103
\n\u0219i a \u00eenceput s\u0103 priveasc\u0103 \u00eenainte
\nspre o petrecere \u0219i mai nereu\u0219it\u0103<\/p>\n

f\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103 \u0219tim
\nea \u0219i cu mine ne-am trezit
\nlegate \u00een aceea\u0219i c\u0103ma\u0219\u0103 de for\u021b\u0103<\/p>\n


\nrezisten\u021b\u0103 la transfer<\/strong><\/p>\n

din spatele gratiilor de rimel
\nechilibristica de a fi
\nare gra\u021bia unei femei supraponderale<\/p>\n

\u00eenc\u0103l\u021bat\u0103 cu pantofi cu toc cui
\nalerg\u00e2nd pe un drum forestier
\n\u00eentre f\u0103lcile rujate ale unei menghine
\nt\u0103cerea introspectiv\u0103
\nare naturale\u021bea tendoanelor
\nunui sinuciga\u0219 recidivist<\/p>\n

din interiorul cercului vicios de pudr\u0103
\nreflexul de a z\u00e2mbi
\nare discre\u021bia unui tatuaj \u00eentr-o zi de iulie<\/p>\n


\ndeshidratare<\/strong><\/p>\n

eram acum ierta\u021bi pentru toate iubirile
\ncare se \u00eent\u00e2mplaser\u0103 f\u0103r\u0103 voia noastr\u0103
\ncondi\u021bia era s\u0103 ascult\u0103m \u00een timp ce f\u0103ceam
\ndragoste
\ncum ei ne citesc rechizitoriul clemen\u021bei<\/p>\n

la un moment dat ne-am dat seama
\nc\u0103 iubirea trebuie s\u0103 fie un efect advers
\nal deshidrat\u0103rii de sim\u021bul critic<\/p>\n

lucizi
\nam continuat s\u0103 facem dragoste<\/p>\n


\ndavid off<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

fumez pentru c\u0103 avortonul de pe coperta 1&4
\n\u00eemi z\u00e2mbe\u0219te
\na\u0219a cum necunoscutul de pe strada
\nde acum f\u0103r\u0103 fire de telegraf
\nm\u0103 invit\u0103 la o \u021bigar\u0103<\/p>\n

are suficiente fumuri pentru un avorton
\ndar nu deosebe\u0219te coperta 1 de 4
\n\u0219i nici telegraful de messenger
\ndar eu \u00eemi doresc o pl\u0103cere visceral\u0103
\n\u0219i el o replic\u0103 virtual\u0103 \u2013
\npoate o va uita pe mama noastr\u0103 fum\u0103toare \u2013<\/p>\n

fumez
\nsting luminile
\nscot telefonul din priz\u0103
\navortonul din \u00eentunericul placentei
\nm\u0103 \u00eendeamn\u0103 s\u0103-mi pun o peruc\u0103 de lacrimi
\n\u0219i m\u0103 \u00eentreab\u0103
\nmami, pe mine cum m\u0103 cheam\u0103?<\/em><\/p>\n


\nLiliana RUS<\/strong>
\n\"\"

Poet\u0103, n\u0103scut\u0103 \u00een Pite\u015fti, membr\u0103 a Uniunii Scriitorilor din Rom\u00e2nia, din
\n2010.
\nDebut \u00een revista Arge\u015f, \u00een 2004
\nRedactor la revista Cafeneaua literar\u0103, din anul 2008.
\nC\u0103r\u0163i editate: Scrisoare domnului \u015eirato<\/em>, Editura Carminis, 2006;
\nMelancolii de duminic\u0103<\/em>, Editura Carminis, 2008; Pas\u0103rea \u00een les\u0103<\/em>, Editura
\nBrumar, 2013, colec\u0163ia \u201ePoe\u0163i rom\u00e2ni contemporani\u201d<\/em>; Lina, Editura
\nBrumar, 2018, colec\u0163ia \u201ePoe\u0163i rom\u00e2ni contemporani\u201d<\/em>.
\nPremiul de debut al USR-Filiala Pite\u015fti \u00een anul 2007 pentru volumul de
\npoezie Scrisoare domnului \u015eirato.<\/p>\n

(\u0163ip\u0103tul de octombrie)<\/strong><\/p>\n

Singur\u0103tate p\u00e2n\u0103 la os, \u00eendep\u0103rt\u00e2nd or\u0103 de or\u0103 chipuri \u015fi voci. Cu ape vinete se las\u0103 amurgul, cu
\nstruguri s\u0103lbatici zide\u015fte ruine.
\nInima e un pustnic ad\u00e2ncit \u00een dulcea\u0163a chiliei, mintea, o sal\u0103 zgomotoas\u0103 de judecat\u0103. Adev\u0103rul numi
\ndomole\u015fte durerea, sufl\u0103 rece \u015fi verde ca un v\u00e2nt mult prea tare ce trece prin hainele mele sub\u0163iri.<\/p>\n

Tremur\u0103 apa \u00een vise \u015fi o dat\u0103 cu ea toamnele mele tot mai t\u0103cute. M\u0103 opresc la marginea valului,
\n\u00eentre mine \u015fi marea de cobalt odihnesc p\u0103s\u0103ri, poc\u0103ite nevroze. Tai aerul rece. Se izbe\u015fte de mine
\n\u0163ip\u0103tul de octombrie \u00eencremenit \u00eentr-o sticl\u0103 aruncat\u0103 \u00een mare, f\u0103r\u00e2me de oase plutesc ca ni\u015fte
\nboabe de-argint pe curen\u0163i \u00een deriv\u0103.
\nAici mi-a fost cuibul \u00een\u0163esat de tamaric\u015fi, ni\u015fte pere\u0163i lumina\u0163i de b\u0103taia s\u00e2ngelui meu, de tremurul
\nm\u00e2inilor \u00eenaintea desprinderii \u2013 somnul apelor venit de departe, supus vocii mele m\u0103runte,
\n\u00eenceputul unei calde pove\u015fti r\u0103mas\u0103-n \u0163\u0103r\u00e2n\u0103, \u00eenconjurat\u0103 de v\u00e2nt cu bl\u00e2nde\u0163e.<\/em><\/p>\n

Alt\u0103 strivire. \u015ei marea \u00eenainte \u015fi \u00eenapoi. \u015ei nicio lacrim\u0103 nu cade \u00een ap\u0103. Cu bufni\u0163e \u015fi struguri
\ns\u0103lbatici \u0163ip\u0103tul se afund\u0103 \u00een ziduri.<\/p>\n


\n(ca-n Bruegel)<\/strong><\/p>\n

Strada, ca-n Bruegel, \u00eentemni\u0163at\u0103 \u00eentre coroanele copacilor, cu lumina clar\u0103 ca dup\u0103 furtun\u0103,
\ndormit\u00e2nd nep\u0103s\u0103toare \u015fi mut\u0103 ca \u00eentr-o p\u0103dure cu ferigi, \u00een timp ce \u00een cutele memoriei mele o carte
\ntrist\u0103 fo\u015fne\u015fte \u00een\u0163esat\u0103 de umbre \u015fi urme.
\nVulpile cu blan\u0103 de rodie adulmec\u0103 mirosul de pucioas\u0103 al destr\u0103m\u0103rii. Departe e v\u00e2ntul vine\u0163iu ce-mi
\nrisipe\u015fte comorile. Nu mai pot fi c\u0103l\u0103uza ce sap\u0103 \u015fan\u0163uri ad\u00e2nci spre lampa de aur, \u00een cas\u0103 acum,
\ncu sufletul mort, ca un ciulin \u00eentr-o gr\u0103din\u0103 p\u0103r\u0103sit\u0103.
\nLipsa stelelor \u00eentre pere\u0163ii c\u00e2ndva prieteno\u015fi, unde doar umbra durerii m\u0103 poart\u0103 ca pe un orb, \u00eemi
\nusuc\u0103 g\u00e2tlejul.
\nO vrabie m\u0103runt\u0103 \u2013 pe care poate-am purtat-o o via\u0163\u0103 \u00een p\u00e2ntec, ca pe un copil ne\u015ftiut ce nu a
\nsc\u00e2ncit niciodat\u0103 \u2013 scutur\u0103 t\u0103cerea. \u015ei-apoi se-nclin\u0103 supus\u0103, mie, celei infirme de bocet, al c\u0103rei
\nl\u0103trat izbe\u015fte \u00eentunericul nop\u0163ii, galeriile ei nesf\u00e2r\u015fite.
\n\u00cen lumina asta ca-n Bruegel, vrabia m\u0103runt\u0103 m\u0103 \u0163ine treaz\u0103, cu penele ei umflate de vara distrus\u0103 de
\nploi, cu urme de s\u00e2nge \u00een p\u00e2lnia v\u00e2ntului.
\n\u015ei tainele \u00eenainte \u015fi \u00eenapoi, \u015fi nic\u0103ieri pace. Un c\u00e2ntec vechi de durere cre\u015fte \u00een mine, \u00een lumina
\nnep\u0103s\u0103toare ca-n Bruegel.
\nIncertitudinea ciupe\u015fte echilibrul fragil al memoriei \u2013 o u\u015f\u0103 pe care-o privesc cu un singur ochi.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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