{"id":12464,"date":"2020-12-01T23:12:01","date_gmt":"2020-12-01T20:12:01","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=12464"},"modified":"2020-12-01T23:12:01","modified_gmt":"2020-12-01T20:12:01","slug":"spatii-culturale-nr-65-9","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=12464","title":{"rendered":"Spa\u021bii culturale nr. 65 (9)"},"content":{"rendered":"

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

T\u0103ierea capului Sf\u00e2ntului Ioan Botez\u0103torul<\/strong><\/p>\n

to\u021bi priveau exalta\u021bi
\ndansul t\u0103u de femeie unduitoare
\nca pe un \u0219arpe ar fi vrut s\u0103 te striveasc\u0103
\nsau s\u0103 \u00ee\u021bi supun\u0103 trupul calin
\n\u00eengrozit de ce ai putea cere \u00een plus
\nIrod bea din s\u00e2ngele Sf\u00e2ntului pahar dup\u0103 pahar
\ntu \u00ee\u021bi urmai chemarea
\n\u0219i \u00eencercai s\u0103 \u00ee\u021bi men\u021bii echilibrul
\nprintre at\u00e2tea priviri otr\u0103vitoare – ei \u00eel uciseser\u0103 \u00eenainte\/ s\u0103 ceri tu ceva
\ndansul \u00eei acaparase \u00eei \u00eennebunise cu bra\u021be cu buze cu arome
\nle intrase \u00een ochi\/ le intrase \u00een inim\u0103
\n\u00een timp ce Ioan \u00ee\u0219i a\u0219tepta cuminte verdictul:
\no tipsie \u00eel va primi la s\u00e2nul ei ca o mam\u0103 dup\u0103 ce tu vei fi sf\u00e2r\u0219it
\nmi\u0219c\u0103rile lascive
\na\u0219a \u00eencepe:\/ cu dans\u2026<\/p>\n


\nEu, Salomeea<\/strong><\/p>\n

la apusul acestei zile
\ns\u00e2ngele devenea ghea\u021b\u0103
\neu dansam
\nplimb\u00e2ndu-mi nestingherit\u0103 m\u00e2inile prin p\u0103rul t\u0103u fumuriu
\neu visam
\nc\u0103 valul ne-a cuprins pe am\u00e2ndoi \u0219i ne poart\u0103 spre \u021b\u0103rm
\nmelodia aceea p\u0103g\u00e2n\u0103
\n\u00eemi d\u0103dea noi puteri
\na\u0219ezam iubirea noastr\u0103 pe o tipsie de aur
\ns\u0103 ne judece lumea \u2013 spuneai – numai s\u0103 \u00eendr\u0103zneasc\u0103
\natunci felii de timp
\nputeau fi aranjate simetric de o parte \u0219i alta a ferestrei
\nca o ram\u0103 \u00eenvechit\u0103
\n\u00een care nu mai \u00eenc\u0103pea \u0219i z\u00e2mbetul meu<\/p>\n


\nDaniela MIH\u0102E\u0218
\n(Dany Deep)<\/strong>
\n\"\"

Poeme<\/strong><\/p>\n

1. nu e toamn\u0103<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u0219i nici un anotimp nu are putere
\ntoate s-au amestecat
\n\u0219i ninge vara
\nplou\u0103 iarna
\n\u0219i cu iubiri plou\u0103
\nplou\u0103 lin \u0219i cu tr\u0103snete
\n\u0219i bra\u021bele
\nse \u021bin \u00eensp\u0103im\u00e2ntate de inim\u0103
\n\u0219i de cer.
\nramuri trosnesc
\nsub povara desp\u0103r\u021birii
\n\u0219i pl\u00e2ng visele \u00eenchise
\n\u00een cutii de sticl\u0103
\nse rup aripi din noi
\n\u0219i nu mai avem
\nnu mai avem
\ncu ce zbura
\n\u00eencolo \u0219i-ncoace.
\nnebuni, ne \u021binem \u00een pumni inima
\n\u0219i-o \u00eentreb\u0103m:
\nunde, unde s\u0103 te pun
\nunde s\u0103 plec cu tine z\u0103p\u0103cito
\ntu nu vezi c-am r\u0103t\u0103cit
\nc\u0103 toate farurile apelor s-au stins
\n\u0219i nici un astru nu lumineaz\u0103?
\ntu, nebun\u0103 s\u0103rman\u0103
\ntu, toat\u0103 durere
\nr\u0103m\u00e2i \u00een c\u0103u\u0219ul vremii
\ndoar ea poate s\u0103 te treac\u0103
\ndomol
\ndincolo.<\/p>\n


\n 2. de fapt\u2026<\/strong><\/p>\n

simplu era mai mult ca perfectul
\n\u00een perfect nu am g\u0103sit
\nniciodat\u0103 iubire
\nde aceea am ales
\nre\u00eentoarcerea.
\nnicio cale spre perfec\u021biune
\nnu e at\u00e2t de simpl\u0103
\ndoar orbii r\u0103t\u0103cesc
\n\u00een lumina soarelui.
\nc\u00e2t \u00eentuneric
\nm\u0103 \u00eenconjura
\nf\u0103r\u0103 Tine!<\/p>\n


\n3. e partea<\/strong><\/p>\n

latura din care privesc
\npeste care dorm
\ntoate visele distorsionate vr\u00e2nd-nevr\u00e2nd
\n\u00een epicentrul st\u00e2ng al p\u0103r\u021bii de vorbire.
\nde asta m\u0103 b\u00e2lb\u00e2i \u00een fiecare
\ndiminea\u021b\u0103
\nnici picioarele nu m\u0103 duc mai departe
\nde baia galben\u0103 de fum
\nton vitange.
\ng\u00e2ndul mestec\u0103 zah\u0103rul inexistent din cafea
\n\u00eentr-o buc\u0103t\u0103rie de ocazie
\nfereastra e deschis\u0103 zi-noapte
\nspre r\u0103s\u0103rit
\nn-au apus
\ndec\u00e2t \u0219ubrede tendin\u021be de a atinge.
\n\u0219tii
\naspir la mai mult
\ndar tu nu ai cum s\u0103 \u0219tii
\n\u00een ce parte vreau s\u0103-mi coafez bretonul
\ncum bat musonii
\ndesfacerea aripilor
\n\u00eenchiderea \u00een geamandur\u0103.
\nopre\u0219te-te
\ndincolo
\nde buc\u0103t\u0103ria de ocazie.<\/p>\n


\n4. flenduri de Halloween<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00een mod bizar m-am preg\u0103tit s\u0103 ajung la tine
\nf\u0103r\u0103 nimic important \u00een valiz\u0103
\nc\u00e2teva flenduri periu\u021ba de din\u021bi \u0219i oglinda
\ns\u0103 nu uit cum ar\u0103tam \u00eenainte \u0219i dup\u0103
\naceast\u0103 \u00eent\u00e2lnire a\u0219teptat\u0103
\n\u0219i nu…
\nmai dubios e faptul c\u0103 tu
\n\u00ee\u021bi faci diferite planuri
\niluzii ale unui adolescent b\u0103tr\u00e2n
\ncroind rochii de mireas\u0103
\npentru fe\u021be fastfood
\ng\u0103l\u0103gioase de maidan.
\n\u00eentre cerul pur \u0219i p\u0103m\u00e2ntul mizer
\nsubtilul v\u0103l nu reprezint\u0103
\ndec\u00e2t un alt desing McQueen
\nal lumii de dincolo
\n\u00een mod bizar m-am preg\u0103tit s\u0103 plec
\nnepreg\u0103tit\u0103 pentru o fest\u0103 de Halloween<\/p>\n


\n5. bye bye blackbird<\/strong><\/p>\n

orice diminea\u021b\u0103 \u00eencepe cu luni
\nrestul
\nce conteaz\u0103 dragul meu
\nele trec oricum
\nca un amant gr\u0103bit
\ns\u0103 schimbe destine.
\nam s\u0103 m\u0103 \u00eemb\u0103t cu prima
\ncafea
\ncu zile de luni
\np\u00e2n\u0103 la ultima \u021bigar\u0103
\nfumat\u0103 cu tine
\namantul celor o mie de filtre
\ndin o mie de nop\u021bi<\/p>\n


\nMihaela AIONESEI<\/strong>
\n\"\"

G\u00e2nduri \u00eenf\u0103\u0219urate \u00een jurul crucilor verzi<\/strong><\/p>\n

Ce chiote de veselie salt\u0103 pe fruntea seme\u021bilor castani.
\nPrivind spre trupul lor de ani br\u0103zdat
\nun c\u00e2mp de lupt\u0103 \u00eemi pare plaiul
\nticsit de ciori \u0219i cronc\u0103nitul lor \u00een van.<\/p>\n

Ce verde-i clipa str\u0103mutat\u0103 dar cine ast\u0103zi s-o mai vad\u0103
\ncuprins\u0103 de \u00eenalt mister c\u00e2nd omenirea-i prea ocupat\u0103
\ns\u0103 \u00eempart\u0103 semenii \u00een turme mari de lupi \u0219i oi
\nprea lesne uit\u00e2ndu-se de mi\u0219ei.<\/p>\n

Cum g\u00e2nguresc \u00een crucile de-o \u0219chioap\u0103 brazii
\n\u0219i cerul cum coboar\u0103 ca un \u021bip\u0103t mut
\ns\u0103-i adape cu lumina sf\u00e2nt\u0103 pe cei \u00eengenunchia\u021bi
\nsub lutul cel demult.<\/p>\n

Cum salt\u0103-n iarb\u0103 versul c\u00e2nd lacrimi se desprind
\ns\u0103 ard\u0103-n candele \u00een loc de mir.
\nCe lini\u0219te ad\u00e2nc\u0103 se face-n cimitirul biciuit de v\u00e2nt.
\nCe umbre solemne se afund\u0103 \u00een lanul de gr\u00e2u al amiezii
\nc\u00e2nd fumul t\u0103m\u00e2iei pune un clopot de sare \u00een mi\u0219care.<\/p>\n

Florile crescute ciorchine pe morminte amintesc
\ndespre cum se-nfr\u0103\u021beau pe ascuns martirii
\nc\u00e2nd ca o flac\u0103r\u0103 imens\u0103 carnea \u0219i s\u00e2ngele lor
\n\u00een p\u00e2inea \u0219i vinul din potirul
\nzilelor cu z\u0103brele la ochi se pref\u0103ceau.<\/p>\n

Ce repede se uit\u0103 jertfa… Uitarea ce st\u0103p\u00e2n\u0103!
\n\u00cen numele lor a r\u0103mas s\u0103 fluture tricolorul
\nca \u0219i c\u00e2nd aripi le-ar fi crescut
\ns\u0103 asiste \u00eemp\u0103ca\u021bi la \u00cenvierea ce va s\u0103 vin\u0103.<\/p>\n

Urc\u00e2nd pe podul n\u0103zuin\u021bei o ap\u0103 vie \u0219i una moart\u0103
\nrug\u0103ciuni pe zidurile M\u0103n\u0103stirii de la Petru Vod\u0103 \u00eenal\u021b\u0103.
\nUn izvor se scald\u0103 \u00een matca aceluia\u0219i ochi deschis pe-un col\u021b de st\u00e2nc\u0103.
\nO mierl\u0103 se-ntoarce la c\u00e2ntecul ei. Un stejar \u00ee\u0219i caut\u0103 ghinda.
\nHaiducii \u2013 p\u0103durea. Dumnezeu cat\u0103 c\u0103tre noi. <\/p>\n

Miroase a ploi nelini\u0219tite de var\u0103.
\nA \u0219erpi piti\u021bi \u00een f\u00e2n \u0219i a r\u0103zvr\u0103tiri de coas\u0103.
\nA vreme de pus bl\u00e2nde\u021bea \u00een cui
\nde scos nep\u0103sarea din teac\u0103…<\/p>\n

E un timp al trezirii din somn a neputin\u021bei
\nde cutreierat pe cai n\u0103zdr\u0103vani mun\u021bii
\nb\u0103tr\u00e2ni ca sufletul acestui Neam
\nce iat\u0103-l umbl\u0103 ca un miel h\u0103ituit de str\u0103inii
\nce vor s\u0103 se fac\u0103 peste inima lui st\u0103p\u00e2ni.<\/p>\n

De \u0219apte ori c\u00e2te \u0219apte iertase-vor p\u0103catele celor cu duhul s\u0103raci
\ndar nu \u0219i a celor care f\u0103r\u0103 lupt\u0103 se las\u0103 pr\u0103da\u021bi.
\nDe \u0219apte ori c\u00e2te \u0219apte se vor \u00eenmul\u021bi stelele
\n\u0219i tot de at\u00e2tea ori vor seca semin\u021be \u0219i oceane.
\nDe \u0219apte ori muri-vom \u0219i vom \u00eenvia
\ndin trupul \u021a\u0103rii \u00een care se odihnesc
\n\u0219i maica \u0219i taica \u0219i bunul \u0219i buna
\nun frate o sor\u0103 ori pruncul dorit…<\/p>\n

E un timp mai t\u0103ios dec\u00e2t o lam\u0103 aprig\u0103 de cu\u021bit.
\nUn timp de inimi sf\u00e2rtecate de plug sub care ofteaz\u0103
\nbrazde de crini decapita\u021bi prea devreme. <\/p>\n

Sosi-va la timp n\u0103dejdea s\u0103-nfloreasc\u0103 Gr\u0103dina…
\nSosi-va \u00eentr-o zi \u00een straie \u00eemp\u0103r\u0103te\u0219ti
\nLumina!<\/p>\n


\nAdelina FLEVA<\/strong>
\n\"\"

Poeme<\/strong><\/p>\n

cose\u015fte Doamne iarba de pe mine<\/strong><\/p>\n

azi ca \u015fi ieri ocna\u015f m\u0103 simt \u00eencarcerat \u00een via\u0163\u0103
\nmai am de isp\u0103\u015fit pedeapsa \u00eenc\u0103
\n\u015fi car \u00een transparenta mea f\u0103ptur\u0103
\no suferin\u0163\u0103 dulce ca un izvor zidit \u00een st\u00e2nc\u0103
\n\u015fi pleava mi-e deasupra Sfinte Doamne
\ni-ajung pe undeva la subsuoar\u0103
\nmi-s pletele murdare de p\u0103cate
\nun schit sunt de sudalme \u015fi ocar\u0103
\n\u015fi-a\u015f vrea s\u0103 mor o candel\u0103 curat\u0103
\ns\u0103-mi lumineze ultima suflare
\nTu iart\u0103-m\u0103 de via\u0163\u0103 pentru mine
\ndoar viermii mai au trainic\u0103 valoare
\n(a\u015fteapt\u0103 viermii trufandale Doamne
\nprobabil le amiroase a pucioas\u0103
\ndar via\u0163a mea ruin\u0103 \u00eenc\u0103 vie
\npalpit\u0103 jalnic pe sub haina roas\u0103)
\ncose\u015fte Doamne iarba de pe mine
\nmi-am luat sicriu \u015fi l-am pl\u0103tit \u00een rate
\nnu m-a costat prea mult am dat pe acesta
\nlunar (prin respirarea mea concav\u0103)
\n\u00eent\u00e2iul adev\u0103r \u015fi \u00eent\u00e2ia-mi libertate<\/p>\n

***<\/p>\n

tr\u0103snet cu miros de cer si alge
\ndezbrac\u0103-m\u0103 de umbra ta re\u00eentrupat\u0103
\n\u00een tr\u0103snet cu miros de cer \u015fi alge
\n\u00eemi explodeaz\u0103 venele la t\u00e2mple
\n\u015fi nu mai simt \u00een mine nici maluri nici catarge
\n(eu te voi al\u0103pta cu fericire nesihastr\u0103
\nl\u00e2ng\u0103 altarul unui nuc cu frunze roze
\ns\u0103-\u0163i par\u0103 \u00eendoielile de-acum
\nc\u0103 sunt doar veritabile neopsihoze)
\ndar str\u00e2nge-m\u0103 la piept cu disperare
\nmi-e a\u015fteptarea carne \u00eensetat\u0103
\nte rog frumos s\u0103 stingi \u015fi-apoi s\u0103 la\u015fi lumina dreapt\u0103
\ns\u0103 nu observi c\u0103 sunt fecioar\u0103 \u00eentr-o femeie m\u0103ritat\u0103<\/p>\n

cre\u015fte un copac \u00een mine
\ncontratimp al p\u0103s\u0103rilor migratoare
\nascunz\u00e2ndu-m\u0103 \u00eentr-o femeie m\u0103ritat\u0103
\n\u00een fiecare noapte r\u0103stignesc \u00een inima ta luna<\/p>\n

***<\/p>\n

salc\u00e2mul nostru mam\u0103 \u00eenflore\u0219te
\n\u00een p\u0103durea de aram\u0103
\ndorm \u021biganii c\u0103ld\u0103rari
\n\u00eembr\u0103ca\u021bi a\u0219a-ntr-o doar\u0103
\n\u00een culori de zile mari
\n(Doamne stinge lum\u00e2narea
\n\u00een p\u0103durea de aram\u0103
\nnici cruce nefug\u0103rit\u0103
\npuritate f\u0103r\u0103 scam\u0103
\nnici \u021bigan neadormit
\nnici inel nelogodit
\nd\u0103ruit ned\u0103ruit
\nunei lame de cu\u021bit)
\naiurit de rana crunt\u0103
\nce-i sclipe\u0219te pe genunchi
\nDumnezeul de aram\u0103
\nse-nfr\u0103\u021beste cu un junghi
\nmam\u0103 toat\u0103 ziua am pl\u00e2ns<\/p>\n


\nA\u0218 VREA S\u0102 FUG<\/strong>
\n.
\ns\u0103rut\u0103-m\u0103 din cap p\u00e2n\u0103-n picioare
\ncu buzele fierbin\u0163i \u015fi parfumate
\na\u015f vrea s\u0103-ncepi cu s\u00e2nii de se poate
\n\u015fi noaptea c\u0103ci m\u0103 tem nespus de soare
\nm\u0103-nv\u0103luie timidit\u0103\u0163i de floare
\n\u015fi simt fiori pe ceaf\u0103 \u015fi pe spate
\nnici n-a\u0163i purces la drum buze curate
\niar eu simt o continu\u0103 dogoare
\nmai soarbe-mi lin polenul de pe trupul
\nfierbinte precum soarele ceresc
\na\u015f vrea s\u0103 fug dar nu s\u0103 m\u0103 feresc
\niubitul meu ce vrei s\u0103-mi sf\u0103r\u00e2mi scutul
\nm\u0103 las \u00een voia ta ca o copil\u0103
\nce nu a fost atins\u0103 p\u00e2n-acuma
\n\u015fi z\u0103u c\u0103 nu fac drag\u0103 pe nebuna
\ntu amiroase-m\u0103 precum m-ai rupe din lumin\u0103<\/p>\n


\nNicolae V\u0102L\u0102REANU S\u00c2RBU<\/strong>
\n\"\"

Cu chipul celuilalt<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00cen sufletul cui voi p\u0103trunde
\n\u00eenc\u0103rcat cu iubire
\nf\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103 se opun\u0103,
\nci l\u0103s\u00e2nd trecerea liber\u0103.
\nE at\u00e2t de pl\u0103cut\u0103 locuirea
\n\u00een camere cu ferestre de g\u00e2nd
\nunde te po\u021bi privi \u00een oglinzi
\ncu chipul celuilalt.
\nRespiri \u00eempreun\u0103 deodat\u0103
\naroma risipit\u0103 de flori,
\narderea noastr\u0103 e o dung\u0103 ro\u0219ie
\npe conturul inimii,
\nde aud lumina cum fuge
\nodat\u0103 cu timpul din celule
\n\u00eendep\u0103rt\u00e2ndu-ne de cei ce am fost.
\nMetafora unor clipe \u00eenalte
\nna\u0219te c\u00e2ntecul patimii incandescent.<\/p>\n


\ninima mea n-are bariere<\/strong><\/p>\n

s\u0103-mi spui
\ncum ai urcat pe fr\u00e2nghia timpului
\nf\u0103r\u0103 aripi doar cu r\u0103bdare
\nai reu\u0219it s\u0103 ajungi pe \u021b\u0103rmul a\u0219tept\u0103rii
\nunde \u00eent\u00e2lne\u0219ti imboldul necesar
\npentru zidirea ce nu se mai d\u0103r\u00e2m\u0103
\n\u00een suflet \u021bi s-a cuib\u0103rit lumina
\ndar cerul ei este prea \u00eenalt
\n\u0219i nu pot s-o ating dec\u00e2t cu privirea
\nde la tine n-am aflat nimic
\ninima mea n-are bariere
\n\u0219i caut\u0103 mereu s-ajung\u0103 la colivia p\u0103s\u0103rii
\ns\u0103 o elibereze
\napoi s\u0103-mi c\u00e2n\u021bi cu glas sub\u021bire
\ncum \u0219tii mai frumos
\ns\u0103-mi r\u0103m\u00e2n\u0103 melodia pe buze<\/p>\n


\n\u00cen aer totul e un zbo<\/strong>r<\/p>\n

Ai uitat pe mas\u0103 bucuria
\nr\u0103mas\u0103-n bucate sfin\u021bite,
\n\u00een lini\u0219tea \u00eenalt\u0103 c\u00e2t o clopotni\u021b\u0103
\ndin care bat clopotele \u00eenvierii.
\n\u00centr-un sat cu biserica pe dealul viei
\nunde pomii \u00eenflori\u021bi sunt \u00een s\u0103rb\u0103toare,
\noamenii respir\u0103-n clipe fermecate
\ncuvinte d\u0103t\u0103toare de via\u021b\u0103.
\n\u00cen aer totul e un zbor
\nprin care se joac\u0103 lumina.
\nSe simte plutitor-n volute c\u00e2ntul
\ncum se \u00eenal\u021b\u0103 din inimi de copii,
\n\u00eengerii se opresc \u0219i-l ascult\u0103.
\nCu ochii mai senini ca cerul
\nprivesc \u00een oglinzi albastre
\ncum se deschid por\u021bile iubirii
\nmai \u00eenainte de semne.
\nEa simte o u\u0219urare,
\no visare sub o p\u00e2nza de pe ochi
\nce se d\u0103 la o parte
\ncu un s\u0103rut fierbinte.<\/p>\n


\nLuminoase transparen\u021be<\/strong><\/p>\n

G\u00e2nde\u0219te la tot ce nu-i cunoscut
\nascunsul s\u0103u tainic,
\np\u00e2n\u0103-n ziua mirajului deplin
\nce descoper\u0103 invizibilul vizibil.
\nCel care caut\u0103 permanent
\ng\u0103se\u0219te cu aura min\u021bii,
\nce se afl\u0103 at\u00e2t de aproape-n cea\u021b\u0103
\ncu o viziune
\nce dep\u0103\u0219e\u0219te orice \u00eenchipuire
\n\u0219i \u00eenl\u0103tur\u0103 piedicile vechi.
\nLuminoase transparen\u021be
\n\u00ee\u0219i fac loc prin formele abstracte,
\npiatra unghiular\u0103 a rezultatului
\nd\u0103 roadele a\u0219teptate.
\nTot \u00eembr\u0103c\u00e2nd haina c\u0103ut\u0103rii
\ncu perseverenta \u00eent\u00e2mpl\u0103rilor
\nintui\u021bia se confirm\u0103.<\/p>\n


\nNoaptea \u00eenvierii<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00cen miezul nop\u021bii c\u00e2nd lumina veste\u0219te
\nminunat\u0103 \u00eenvierea,
\nprin suflet curge suflul bucuriei.
\nRuga fierbinte se preface-n p\u00e2ine,
\nvin, ca\u0219 dulce \u0219i ou\u0103 \u00eencondeiate
\nce dau culorilor durerea patimirii,
\ncap\u0103t\u0103 str\u0103lucire divin\u0103.
\n\u00cemi am\u00e2n privirea-n pomii \u00eenflori\u021bi,
\ns\u0103 primesc fr\u0103gezime \u00een g\u00e2nduri
\ndarul de al \u00eent\u00e2mpina \u00eenviat pe Iisus
\n\u0219i de a vesti \u0219i celorlal\u021bi.
\nDiminea\u021ba limpede ca dup\u0103 m\u00e2ntuire
\naduce acas\u0103 cur\u0103\u021birea
\nca o boare din care respire\/ cuvinte vii.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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