{"id":12272,"date":"2020-11-25T11:48:56","date_gmt":"2020-11-25T08:48:56","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=12272"},"modified":"2020-11-25T11:48:56","modified_gmt":"2020-11-25T08:48:56","slug":"literadura-nr-9-3","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=12272","title":{"rendered":"Literadura nr. 9 (3)"},"content":{"rendered":"

Valentin BUSUIOC<\/strong><\/p>\n

Cameleon<\/strong><\/p>\n

iarna
\nmoartea este un iepure alb<\/p>\n

vara
\nia culoarea p\u0103durii<\/p>\n

iepurele acesta este tare fricos
\nst\u0103 doar pe picioarele din spate
\n\u0219i se uit\u0103 de jur-\u00eemprejur
\natent s\u0103 nu-l vad\u0103 cineva<\/p>\n

\u0219i la c\u00e2t este de b\u0103tr\u00e2n
\nnimeni nu l-a v\u0103zut
\ndec\u00e2t o singur\u0103 dat\u0103<\/p>\n


\nVisul<\/strong><\/p>\n

tati
\nm\u0103 \u00eentreab\u0103 copilul
\nmor\u021bii viseaz\u0103<\/p>\n

nu
\ndragul meu
\nnumai noi vis\u0103m<\/p>\n

ei deja s-au trezit<\/p>\n


\nSemne din b\u0103tr\u00e2ni<\/strong><\/p>\n

tata mereu l\u0103sa lucrurile neterminate<\/p>\n

c\u00e2nd f\u0103cea un gard
\nnu-i mai b\u0103tea cel din urm\u0103 cui
\nde mulgea vaca
\n\u00eei l\u0103sa vi\u021belului mai mult dec\u00e2t s\u0103-l sature
\ndac\u0103 pl\u00e2ngea
\nlacrima lui era mai mic\u0103 dec\u00e2t a tuturor<\/p>\n

nici pe mama nu o pupa \u00eendeajuns
\nnici pe mine
\nsau m\u0103car icoana lui de c\u0103p\u0103t\u00e2i
\ncea cu \u00eengerul mor\u021bii<\/p>\n

\u0219tia din b\u0103tr\u00e2ni c\u0103 dac\u0103 le la\u0219i a\u0219a
\nzilele \u021bi se prelungesc<\/p>\n

a\u0219a c\u0103 pe toate le-a l\u0103sat neterminate<\/p>\n

\u0219i via\u021ba la fel<\/p>\n


\nPianul<\/strong><\/p>\n

via\u021ba e un pian<\/p>\n

zile albe l\u00e2ng\u0103 zile negre<\/p>\n

degete calde
\ndegete reci<\/p>\n

moartea
\nmereu \u00een fundal
\nmurmur\u00e2nd un c\u00e2ntec de leag\u0103n<\/p>\n


\nPescuitul la copc\u0103<\/strong><\/p>\n

ninge
\nsunt un pe\u0219te \u00eenvelit \u00een ziar<\/p>\n

ziarul e vechi
\nliterele abia se mai z\u0103resc<\/p>\n

cu fiecare ochi v\u0103d un singur cuv\u00e2nt
\ntotu\u0219i
\nnu-i mare lucru de \u00een\u021beles
\nunul e via\u021ba
\niar cel\u0103lalt opusul<\/p>\n

\u00eentre ele este o gaur\u0103<\/p>\n

prin ea se vede cerul<\/p>\n

la fel cum printr-o copc\u0103
\nse vede \u00eentotdeauna
\no sc\u0103pare<\/p>\n


\nVali OR\u021aAN<\/strong><\/p>\n

gelozie<\/strong><\/p>\n

e\u0219ti at\u00e2t de frumoas\u0103 \u00een seara asta
\n\u00eenc\u00e2t te-a\u0219 dezbr\u0103ca
\nde toate privirile ce te-au
\nacoperit de-a lungul timpului<\/p>\n


\npieton pe cont propriu<\/strong><\/p>\n

dincolo de banda asfaltat\u0103
\na dorin\u021bei
\nse trece pl\u0103tind un ban
\nsau cu tupeul celui ce
\nnu mai are nimic de pierdut
\nsemafoare nu exist\u0103
\nnici m\u0103car poli\u021bie rutier\u0103
\nsufletul este cel ce
\nelibereaz\u0103 amenda<\/p>\n


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

c\u00e2t de treaz s\u0103 fii
\ns\u0103-\u021bi dai seama c\u0103
\nnoaptea din care
\ntocmai crezi c\u0103
\nte-ai trezit avea cerul poleit
\ncu stele de carton
\n\u0219i niciun copil prin preajm\u0103
\ncare s\u0103 strige c\u0103
\n\u00eemp\u0103ratul e gol
\nc\u0103 revela\u021bia ta
\ne la fel de binevenit\u0103
\nca o ploaie toren\u021bial\u0103
\npe timp de inunda\u021bii
\nm\u0103rturisire<\/p>\n

nu sunt si nu am fost niciodat\u0103
\nun domn
\nsunt doar un fiu al unor \u021b\u0103rani
\nc\u0103ruia \u00eei este dor de p\u0103m\u00e2ntul
\nde sub unghii<\/p>\n

uneori pun capul pe c\u0103p\u0103t\u00e2i
\n\u0103la umplut cu p\u0103nu\u0219e de porumb
\nnu cu pene de g\u00e2sc\u0103
\n\u0219i-mi este team\u0103 s\u0103
\nnu ajung s\u0103 nu-mi mai fie team\u0103<\/p>\n

po\u021bi ajunge pe v\u00e2rful unui munte
\n\u00een multe feluri
\npe trasee marcate
\nde capul t\u0103u sau
\ncu elicopterul<\/p>\n

e ca \u0219i cum ai \u00een\u021belege c\u0103 via\u021ba
\neste un puzzle format din
\nzile \u0219i sentimente
\nfiecare zi este un alt puzzle
\nformat din \u00eent\u00e2mpl\u0103ri \u0219i sentimente
\n\u00een func\u021bie de ce sentimente ai
\n\u00een ziua aceea formezi puzzle-ul<\/p>\n

pe munte vreau s\u0103 ajung
\ncu p\u0103m\u00e2nt sub unghii<\/p>\n


\nmotivare<\/strong><\/p>\n

n-am b\u0103ut niciodat\u0103
\ndec\u00e2t partea goal\u0103 a paharului
\niar goliciunea ta e un poem \u00een sine
\nnu e vina mea c\u0103 al\u021bii
\nau avut grij\u0103 s\u0103 fie mereu
\n\u0219i o parte plin\u0103
\ntu ai o aluni\u021b\u0103 pe s\u00e2nul st\u00e2ng
\niar mie-mi s\u00e2ngereaz\u0103 r\u0103nile
\ncuielor \u00eenc\u0103 neb\u0103tute<\/p>\n


\nregele speran\u021belor ucise<\/strong><\/p>\n

a\u0219a cum
\nceara iluziei de lum\u00e2nare
\nnu va da niciodat\u0103 lumin\u0103
\npo\u021bi c\u00e2\u0219tiga la loterie
\npo\u021bi s\u0103-i cazi cu tronc
\ncelei mai frumoase \u0219i dorite femei
\ndin lume
\np\u00e2n\u0103 la un nou r\u0103s\u0103rit
\nce va fumega
\nc\u00e2nd prin aburii be\u021biei
\nde absolut
\n\u00eencepi s\u0103 vezi c\u0103
\nnimic nu se p\u0103streaz\u0103 u\u0219or
\nc\u00e2nd lup\u021bi doar
\ncu tine<\/p>\n


\nMarian HOTC\u0102<\/strong>
\n\"\"

poem din umbr\u0103<\/strong><\/p>\n

norii erau str\u00e2n\u0219i \u00een p\u0103cat
\n\u0219i
\nunda epuizat\u0103 a luminii
\nse \u00eencle\u0219ta
\n\u00eentr-o dureroas\u0103 stare de ezitare<\/p>\n

cad \u00eentr-o umbr\u0103 murdar\u0103
\namestecat\u0103 cu p\u00e2ine uscat\u0103
\nadorm
\nde-mi hr\u0103nesc visul
\ncu firmituri mucede
\ns\u0103 pot trece strada asfaltat\u0103
\ncu nes\u0103buin\u021ba cald\u0103<\/p>\n

\u00eenal\u021b cuv\u00e2ntul p\u00e2n\u0103 la ultimul cer
\narz\u00e2nd \u0219i aripile de vrabie
\n\u00een paharul
\nunde a c\u0103zut acest ultim amurg
\nliber<\/p>\n

naufragiez \u00een g\u00e2ndul meu
\nca o imagine
\ncrescut\u0103 \u00een oglind\u0103
\nnimeni nu este de vin\u0103
\nc\u0103 orice contur isp\u0103\u0219it
\n\u00ee\u0219i g\u0103se\u0219te moartea
\n\u00eentr-o impresie
\na unei respir\u0103ri gre\u0219ite<\/p>\n


\npoem<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00een frunze g\u00e2f\u00e2ie lumina
\npentru ochiul
\nprizonier \u00eentre pleoape –
\ne-o form\u0103 vremelnic\u0103 a t\u0103cerii
\n\u00een care se ard cu vederea
\nimagini sepia din logosfer\u0103<\/p>\n

repet\u0103m zilele cu soare
\n\u00een acelea\u0219i nefire\u0219ti circuite
\nplutind \u00eentr-o dung\u0103 de via\u021b\u0103
\ncu duhul cobor\u00e2t p\u00e2n\u0103 \u00een t\u0103lpi<\/p>\n

rostim mecanici rug\u0103ciuni pulsatorii
\nprin fo\u0219netul hipnotic al vremii
\nape claustre se cutremur\u0103
\n\u00een \u00eentunericul meu
\nploaia difuz\u0103 a toamnei
\n\u00eemi macin\u0103 tot sufletul<\/p>\n


\npoem de toamn\u0103<\/strong><\/p>\n

ascund \u00een suflet \u0219i toamna aceasta
\nca pe o tain\u0103 galben\u0103
\nl\u0103sat\u0103 la uscat
\np\u0103ienjeni cu picioare ostenite
\n\u021bes printre trupurile l\u00e2ncede
\numbre murdare<\/p>\n

r\u0103sar ploi din c\u00e2nd \u00een c\u00e2nd
\ndin mijlocul pietrelor arse
\nstrivind frunze \u0219i a\u0219tept\u0103ri<\/p>\n

ploua mai tare \u00een oase \u0219i
\ntoate pic\u0103turile devin
\nstrig\u0103tul
\nacelei dep\u0103rt\u0103ri \u00eencol\u021bite
\n\u00een teama vindecat\u0103
\n\u00een scoar\u021be de cuv\u00e2nt<\/p>\n


\nstare autumnal\u0103<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00een mine arde o frunz\u0103 galben\u0103
\ne toamn\u0103
\n\u0219i obi\u0219nuiesc s\u0103 plutesc pe ceruri de frunze
\ne felul meu copil\u0103resc
\nde a-mi pierde umbra
\nprin raze \u00eempietrite \u00een trupuri de stejar<\/p>\n

se bucur\u0103 pa\u0219ii de-at\u00e2ta libertate
\ncred c\u0103 ace\u0219ti arbori rug\u00e2ndu-se-n lumin\u0103
\nsunt \u00eengeri mai b\u0103tr\u00e2ni
\nce-au prins r\u0103d\u0103cini
\n\u00een inima p\u0103m\u00e2ntului
\nce \u00eens\u00e2ngereaz\u0103 amurgul<\/p>\n


\nRaul BRIBETE<\/strong>
\n\"\"

b\u0103rbatul cu colnago<\/strong><\/p>\n

sub \u021beasta lui proasp\u0103t ras\u0103 sunt
\nre\u021bele de tuneluri care se \u00eentrep\u0103trund
\nlumi de constela\u021bii antropomorfe
\nconglomerate de st\u0103ri ale c\u0103ror oscila\u021bii
\nte \u00eenfioar\u0103 sau te plictisesc crunt<\/p>\n

via\u021ba acestui b\u0103rbat st\u0103 sub auspiciile
\nasului de trefl\u0103
\n\u2013 emblem\u0103 de pe ghidonul
\nbicicletei cu care pare s\u0103 formeze
\nun singur trup \u2013<\/p>\n

pedaleaz\u0103 permanent \u0219i parc\u0103 \u00eentregul
\ns\u0103u trup sculptat e din sticl\u0103 incasant\u0103
\npe acest b\u0103rbat nu l-am v\u0103zut hr\u0103nindu-se
\nniciodat\u0103<\/p>\n

acest b\u0103rbat de v\u00e2rsta a doua se hr\u0103ne\u0219te doar
\ncu
\nidei \u0219i
\nenergie pur\u0103
\nsau cu fumuri groase de joint<\/p>\n

b\u0103rbatul acesta cu picioare de
\nconsisten\u021ba frasinului
\npedaleaz\u0103 pedaleaz\u0103 pedaleaz\u0103<\/p>\n

\u0219i nu are niciodat\u0103 o direc\u021bie stabilit\u0103 dinainte
\nel \u0219tie doar s\u0103 pedaleze de teama de a nu-l
\najunge din urm\u0103
\ngolul pe care \u00eel are de fapt
\n\u00een sine<\/p>\n

el \u0219tie doar s\u0103 pedaleze pentru a le-o lua
\n\u00eenainte
\nn\u0103lucilor min\u021bii proprii
\nn\u0103lucilor care i-au \u00eemprumutat propriul trup
\ndiafan
\n\u0219i acum
\n\u00eel multiplic\u0103<\/p>\n

el fuge de sine prin miezul neprielnic al
\nsinelui
\nalearg\u0103 c\u0103l\u0103rind \u0219i\u021bul
\nbicicletei sale cuantice
\n(\u00eel preocup\u0103 fizica cuantic\u0103 de\u0219i nu a putut
\nabsolvi dec\u00e2t nou\u0103 clase)<\/p>\n

e \u00eentr-o competi\u021bie nemiloas\u0103 cu sine pe
\nvelodromul
\ncare are forma
\npropriului trup v\u00e2njos<\/p>\n

ochii \u00eei str\u0103lucesc puternic \u0219i ad\u00e2nc \u00een ei
\nintuiesc contururile unor
\nfrunze de trefl\u0103
\npresupun c\u0103 \u0219i inima lui arat\u0103 ca o
\ntrefl\u0103 cu patru foi; o trefl\u0103 colnago<\/p>\n

fumeaz\u0103 joint dup\u0103 joint
\n,,alearg\u0103\u201d, sute de kilometri de unul singur,
\npe \u0219osele<\/p>\n


\npit bull-ul alb<\/strong><\/p>\n

Un pit bull alb e a\u0219ezat pe iarb\u0103
\n\u0219i m\u0103 prive\u0219te atent, cu ochii injecta\u021bi.
\nUn pit bull alb cu pieptul str\u00e2mb
\nm\u0103 prive\u0219te cu ochi de om
\ndrogat<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Valentin BUSUIOC Cameleon iarna moartea este un iepure alb vara ia culoarea p\u0103durii iepurele acesta este tare fricos st\u0103 doar<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":17,"featured_media":12187,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"colormag_page_container_layout":"default_layout","colormag_page_sidebar_layout":"default_layout","_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_uf_show_specific_survey":0,"_uf_disable_surveys":false,"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"video_url":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[7,329],"tags":[],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12272"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/17"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=12272"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12272\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":12275,"href":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12272\/revisions\/12275"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/12187"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=12272"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=12272"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=12272"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}