{"id":12548,"date":"2020-12-06T22:22:22","date_gmt":"2020-12-06T19:22:22","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=12548"},"modified":"2020-12-06T22:22:22","modified_gmt":"2020-12-06T19:22:22","slug":"literadura-nr-8-5","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=12548","title":{"rendered":"Literadura nr. 8 (5)"},"content":{"rendered":"

Florentina Loredana DALIAN<\/strong><\/p>\n

Hansel \u0219i Gretel, de fra\u021bii Ciordea<\/strong><\/p>\n

– Domnule comandant, cum a\u021bi ordonat
\ns\u0103pt\u0103m\u00e2na trecut\u0103, care vrea
\ns\u0103-i mai reduc\u0103 din pedeaps\u0103, s\u0103
\nscrie o poveste, eu \u0219i cu frate-miu am vrut \u0219i-am
\nscris. \u0218i am venit s\u0103 v\u0103 citim, ca s\u0103 ne mai
\nt\u0103ia\u021bi \u0219i nou\u0103 alea trei luni regulamentare…
\n– S\u0103pt\u0103m\u00e2ni, vrei s\u0103 spui!
\n– Da’ c\u00e2nd o s-auzi\u021bi ce capodoper\u0103 am scris,
\ncred c-o s\u0103 face\u021bi propunerea s\u0103 reduc\u0103 chiar
\ntrei ani din cei doi pe care-i mai avem de
\nexecutat.
\n– Cite\u0219te, de\u021binut!
\n– Care de\u021binut, domnule comandant? Acum se
\nzice \u201epersoan\u0103 privat\u0103 de libertate\u201d, ia s\u0103 nu
\nne jigni\u021bi, c\u0103…
\n– Z\u0103u, m\u0103i persoan\u0103? Z\u0103u, m\u0103i privat\u0103? M\u0103-nv\u0103\u021ba\u021bi
\nvoi pe mine s\u0103 vorbesc? Cite\u0219te
\n\u201ecapodopera\u201d! Executarea!
\n– S\u0103 tr\u0103i\u021bi! Eu \u0219i frate-miu, persoanele private
\nde liberate de la celula pai\u0219pe, am scris o
\npoveste horror care se cheam\u0103 \u201eHansel \u0219i
\nGretel\u201d.
\n– Ce, m\u0103? Asta-i o poveste de fra\u021bii Grimm,
\nde\u021binut! Pardon, crini\u0219orilor!
\n– Da, s\u0103 tr\u0103i\u021bi, dar noi am scris \u201eHansel \u0219i
\nGretel\u201d de fra\u021bii Ciordea. Cu accentu’ pe
\n\u201eCior\u201d.
\n– Las\u0103, c\u0103 nu-i nevoie s\u0103-mi aminte\u0219ti c\u0103
\nsunte\u021bi ciori. M\u0103i scriitorilor, povestea asta,
\ncare nu-i horror, ci poveste pentru copii, au
\nscris-o al\u021bii \u00eenaintea voastr\u0103, a\u021bi \u00een\u021beles? Ce-a\u021bi
\nf\u0103cut voi, asta se cheam\u0103 plagiat, m\u0103. Plagiat,
\nadic\u0103 furt!
\n– P\u0103i da, de-aia suntem \u0219i noi \u00eenchi\u0219i acia, nu?
\nDa’ s\u0103 \u0219ti\u021bi c\u0103 noi n-am furat plagiatu’, am
\nfurat numai titlu’, \u0219i nu l-am furat, doar l-am
\nluat. \u0218i permite\u021bi s\u0103 raport\u0103m: \u201eHansel \u0219i
\nGretel\u201d de fra\u021bii Grimm e mai horror dec\u00e2t
\npovestea noastr\u0103, tocmai fiindc\u0103 \u00eei sperie pe
\ncopii. Noi vrem s\u0103 v\u0103 speriem doar pe
\ndumneavoastr\u0103, s\u0103 tr\u0103i\u021bi!
\n– Hai m\u0103i, Nobel pentru literatur\u0103, sperie-m\u0103!
\nNu m-a mai speriat nimeni de mult\u0103 vreme.
\nP\u0103i, bine, m\u0103i alde Dostoievski, dac\u0103 tot
\nvoia\u021bi s\u0103 m\u0103 speria\u021bi, putea\u021bi s\u0103 scrie\u021bi \u0219i voi
\n\u201eCrim\u0103 \u0219i pedeaps\u0103\u201d.
\n– Auuu, nu domn comandant, c\u0103 pentru crim\u0103
\nnu se d\u0103 reducere de pedeaps\u0103. A\u0219a, Hansel \u0219i
\nGretel, ni\u0219te copii nevinova\u021bi, umblau \u0219i ei
\nprin p\u0103dure, mai ciordea una, alta, de foame,
\nn-au f\u0103cut r\u0103u la nimeni, ce r\u0103u au f\u0103cut, z\u0103u
\na\u0219a?
\n– Ajunge cu ghicitorile, treci la proz\u0103, Tolstoi!
\n– Hmm.. hmmm… \u201eHansel \u0219i Gretel\u201d de fra\u021bii
\nCiordea…
\n– Asta deja am aflat.
\n– N-am s\u0103 spun ce cuvinte am scris eu \u0219i ce
\nvirgule a pus frate-miu. Noi, cum ar veni, am
\nscris \u00een contumacie, sau, \u0103\u0103\u0103, \u00een
\ncodev\u0103lm\u0103\u0219ie, carevas\u0103zic\u0103.
\n– Las\u0103, lingvistule, termenii juridici, c\u0103 habar
\nn-ai ce \u00eenseamn\u0103. A\u021bi scris \u00een celul\u0103, bine?
\n– Da, s\u0103 tr\u0103i\u021bi! Permite\u021bi s\u0103 raportez povestea?
\n– Raporteaz-o, dar azi!
\n– A\u0219a… \u201eHansel \u0219i Gretel\u201d de fra\u021bii Ciordea,
\npoveste horror de redus pedeapsa, dup\u0103 o
\npoveste de fra\u021bii Grimm, de speriat copiii. A
\nfost odat\u0103 ca niciodat\u0103, un om nevoia\u0219 pe
\ncare-l t\u0103b\u0103r\u00e2ser\u0103 nevoile. Nevoile lui, \u0219i mari
\n\u0219i mici, dar mai ales multe la num\u0103r, \u00eel
\nobligau s\u0103 mai taie ni\u0219te lemne din p\u0103durea de
\nla margine de codru des, at\u00e2t de des \u00eenc\u00e2t zi \u0219i
\nnoapte se auzea drujba huruind. Dar \u00eentr-o zi,
\ns-a terminat \u0219i p\u0103durea – p\u00e2n-aci \u021bi-a fost, \u0219i-a
\nzis nevoia\u0219ul, \u0219i-atunci a fost nevoit (adic\u0103 nevoit)
\ns\u0103 taie ce s-o nimeri la drujb\u0103 \u0219i la
\nflac\u0103ra de gaze \u0219i oxigen, mai o \u0219in\u0103, mai un
\nturn efel, poate a\u0219a o mai ie\u0219i \u0219i el din nevoi.
\nDar nevoile astea ale lui cre\u0219teau precum F\u0103t-
\nFrumos \u00eentr-o zi c\u00e2t infla\u021bia \u00eentr-un an \u0219i astfel
\na fost obligat de soarta potrivnic\u0103 s\u0103-\u0219i trimit\u0103
\n\u0219i copiii la ciordit, \u0103, asta, la munc\u0103, chiar
\ndac\u0103 \u00eei era mil\u0103 de ei c\u0103 neam de neamu’ lor
\nnu \u0219tiuse ce-i aia \u0219i a\u0219a o ru\u0219ine s\u0103 p\u0103\u021beasc\u0103 ei.
\nCopiii lui erau doi, cum ar veni eu \u0219i cu frate-miu,
\ndomn comandant. Pe mine m\u0103 chema
\nHansel \u0219i pe frate-miu s\u0103 ni-l imagin\u0103m c\u0103 era
\nsor\u0103-mea pe care o chema Gretel…
\n– Hei, hei, de\u021binut, asta, scriitorule, stai c\u0103 ai
\nluat-o pe ar\u0103tur\u0103! Cum o s\u0103 fie frate-tu sora
\nta?
\n– P\u0103i ni-l imagin\u0103m, s\u0103 tr\u0103i\u021bi! Dumneavoastr\u0103
\nne-a\u021bi spus c\u0103 \u00een literatur\u0103 se poate orice, s\u0103
\nscriem ce ne-o trece prin dovleac, numai
\nfrumos s\u0103 scriem. A\u0219a, \u0219i cum mergeam noi
\nprin p\u0103dure…
\n– Care p\u0103dure? N-ai zis c\u0103 nu mai era, c\u0103 o
\nt\u0103iase nevoia\u0219ul?
\n– A\u0219a am zis, dar p\u0103durea de fapt o t\u0103iaser\u0103
\nal\u021bii, dar nu putem s\u0103 spunem asta-n poveste,
\nca s\u0103 nu fim acuza\u021bi de calomnie.
\n– \u0218i-atuncea voi prin ce v\u0103 plimba\u021bi?
\n– Noi? Prin pu\u0219c\u0103rie, c\u00e2nd e program…
\n– Nu, m\u0103! \u00cen poveste!
\n– A, a\u0219a spune\u021bi! Adic\u0103 Hansel \u0219i Gretel se
\nplimbau printr-o p\u0103dure imaginar\u0103, c\u0103 unde
\nera s\u0103 se plimbe \u0219i ei dac\u0103 m\u0103-sa-i alungase
\nde-acas\u0103?
\n– Care… m\u0103-sa? Parc\u0103 ziceai de omul nevoia\u0219.
\n– P\u0103i da, dar \u0103la, nevoia\u0219, nevoia\u0219, dar tot avea
\n\u0219i el o nevast\u0103. Pe care o luase cu tot cu nevoi,
\nc\u0103 a\u0219a era obiceiul \u00een poveste. \u0218i cu copii. Dar
\ndac\u0103 tot ne imagin\u0103m, putem s\u0103 zicem \u00een sens
\nmetaforic c\u0103 m\u0103-sa lor putea s\u0103 fie \u0219i patria.
\nBun! \u0218i c\u00e2nd au dat ei de c\u0103su\u021ba de turt\u0103 dulce
\ncu vr\u0103jitoarea la post, s-au g\u00e2ndit s-o m\u0103n\u00e2nce
\npe vr\u0103jitoare, iar turta dulce s-o \u021bin\u0103 pentru
\nvremuri de foamete mare.
\n– Stai, stai, iar ai luat-o pe ar\u0103tur\u0103! \u00cen povestea
\nfra\u021bilor Grimm, vr\u0103jitoarea voia s\u0103-i m\u0103n\u00e2nce
\npe copii…
\n– P\u0103i, da, dar asta-i povestea fra\u021bilor Ciordea,
\n\u0219i dac\u0103 noi m\u00e2nc\u0103m \u0219i lebede, n-om sta acum
\n\u00een loc de-o am\u0103r\u00e2t\u0103 de vr\u0103jitoare. \u0218i-apoi ce
\ntreab\u0103 avem noi cu fra\u021bii Grimm, adic\u0103 n-om
\n\u0219ti \u0219i noi s\u0103 ne facem povestea noastr\u0103,
\nautentic\u0103? \u0218i de ce s\u0103 scriem noi ca ei, s\u0103 ne
\nb\u0103ga\u021bi la articolul \u0103la cu furt de plagiat. Las’
\ns\u0103-i bage pe ei! \u0218i-am \u00eenc\u0103lecat pe-o \u0219a.
\n– Ce \u0219a, de\u021binut?
\n– Aia de la calul furat de la vr\u0103jitoare. C\u0103 avea
\ngospod\u0103rie, nu glum\u0103!
\n– \u0218i?
\n– \u0218i v-am spus povestea-a\u0219a. Nu v-a pl\u0103cut?
\nAtunci, din dou\u0103, una: ori n-ave\u021bi gust literar,
\nori n-a\u021bi \u00een\u021beles ce-au vrut s\u0103 spun\u0103 autorii. \u00cen
\ncazul \u0103sta, v-o mai spunem o dat\u0103. Dar ne
\nreduce\u021bi pedeapsa de dou\u0103 ori!
\nSlobozia, 18 iulie 2017<\/em><\/p>\n


\nSalonul de prim\u0103var\u0103 al scriitorilor buzoieni –
\n21 prier 2018<\/strong><\/p>\n

O zi de var\u0103 \u00een aprilie. S\u00e2mb\u0103t\u0103 21 prier, la
\nCasa Berarilor, \u00een curtea interioar\u0103 a
\nCasei de Cultur\u0103 a Sindicatelor a avut loc
\nSalonul de prim\u0103var\u0103 al scriitorilor
\nbuzoieni, eveniment literar la care au participat
\noaspe\u021bi cunoscu\u021bi, dragi buzoienilor: scriitorul
\nFlorentin Popescu, redactorul \u0219ef al revistei,
\nBucure\u0219tiul literar \u0219i artistic, poeta \u0219i pictori\u021ba
\nIuliana Paloda Popescu de la Bucure\u0219ti, \u0219i
\nscriitorii Petre Ursachi, Viorel Savin, Dumitru
\nBr\u0103neanu de la Bac\u0103u. Organizatori, scriitorii
\nValeria Manta T\u0103icu\u021bu \u0219i Nicolai T\u0103icu\u021bu.
\nEvenimentul a avut dou\u0103 etape. Prima, prezentare
\nde carte: \u201eSemnul \u00cengerului\u201d autor Iuliana
\nPaloda Popescu , despre care au vorbit, Tudor
\nCicu \u0219i Stan Brebenel; Povestiri din anul
\ncoco\u0219ului de foc \u2013 Florentin Popescu- a vorbit
\ndespre carte Valeria Manta T\u0103icu\u021bu; Colierul de
\nrou\u0103 \u2013Mihai M. Macovei au vorbit, Manuela
\nCamelia Sava, Mihaela Roxana Boboc, Tudor
\nCicu. Irina Miric\u0103 a fost mesagerul unui text din
\npartea lui Marin Ifrim. Nu \u00een ultimul r\u00e2nd, volumul
\n\u0218lefuitorii de cuvinte, O antologie a poe\u021bilor
\nrom\u00e2ni contemporani (vol. I) semnat de Stan
\nBrebenel. Cartea, ap\u0103rut\u0103 la editura Teocora, a
\nfost d\u0103ruit\u0103 celor prezen\u021bi, cum d\u0103ruit a fost \u0219i
\nvolumul domnului T\u0103icu\u021bu Nicolai, Ploaie cu
\nsoare, a c\u0103rei prezentare va fi la una din \u00eent\u00e2lnirile
\nviitoare.
\nPartea a doua a fost \u201epodiumul scriitorilor\u201d
\n\u00eensemn\u00e2nd de fapt prezentarea de c\u0103tre sine a
\nfiec\u0103rui invitat, prin ceea ce scrie sau c\u00e2nd a fost
\ncazul prin ceea ce g\u00e2nde\u0219te \u00een plan literar. Ordinea
\na fost aceasta: Iuliana Paloda Popescu, Silvia
\nIoana Sofineti, Dumitru Br\u0103neanu, Camelia
\nManuela Sava, Viorel Savin, Nicolai T\u0103icu\u021bu,
\nStan Brebenel, Gina Zaharia, Costel Suditu,
\nMihaela Roxana Boboc, Nicolae Pogonaru,
\nLauren\u021biu Belizan, Ni\u021b\u0103 Petru\u021ba, Florentin
\nPopescu, Gheorghe Onea, Mihai M. Macovei,
\nEmil Niculescu, Teo Cabel, Laura Cozma, Tudor
\nCicu, Valeriu \u0218u\u0219nea, Lucian M\u0103n\u0103ilescu, Petre
\nIsachi, V.M.T\u0103icu\u021bu.<\/p>\n


\nIoana BURGHEL<\/strong><\/p>\n

***
\nG\u00e2nduri \u00eenfloresc \u0219i se scutur\u0103.
\nPrim\u0103vara, \u00een echilibru precar,
\n\u021bine vie\u021bile noastre \u0219i
\nface r\u0103m\u0103\u0219ag cu timpul.<\/p>\n

R\u0103coarea \u00ee\u0219i \u00eentinde spaimele.
\n\u00cen vene, muste\u0219te o lume nou\u0103,
\nca o diminea\u021b\u0103 de cobalt sf\u0103r\u00e2mat.
\nM\u0103 tai \u00een cioburi.
\nToxine amare traverseaz\u0103 p\u0103m\u00e2ntul care sunt,
\n\u00eentr-un ritual,
\n\u00een care,
\nflorile se sinucid cu l\u0103comia unor pe\u0219ti
\nprea \u00eenseta\u021bi.<\/p>\n

Orice dezechilibru devine lumin\u0103
\np\u0103catului
\naltoit.
\n08.05.2018<\/p>\n


\nAm fost odat\u0103, frumo\u0219i.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Ca o z\u0103pad\u0103 blocat\u0103 \u00eentr-un cristalin.
\nCa o urm\u0103 de pl\u00e2ns
\n\u00eentr-o c\u00e2mpie cu maci,
\nca un z\u00e2mbet desc\u0103tu\u0219at,
\nr\u0103scolind diminea\u021ba.<\/p>\n

Am fost odat\u0103, frumo\u0219i.
\n\u00cen f\u00e2nt\u00e2nile noastre, clare,
\nse boteza cuv\u00e2ntul,
\nlumina \u00ee\u0219i oblojea r\u0103nile
\ncu sinceritate \u0219i
\nf\u0103r\u0103 nicio masc\u0103,
\nne d\u0103ruiam,
\nunul celuilalt,
\npu\u021binul.
\nEra gratis muzica s\u00e2ngelui
\ndesp\u0103r\u021bind apele de
\nuscat.<\/p>\n

Am fost, odat\u0103, frumo\u0219i.
\n10.05.2018<\/p>\n


\nLiliana POPA<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u0218eherezada<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00cen fiecare sear\u0103 \u021bi-am spus c\u00e2te o poveste.
\n\u0218i mi-ai adus toate br\u0103\u021b\u0103rile, cerceii
\n\u0219i nestematele Orientului, ochii t\u0103i.
\nM-ai purtat spre nem\u0103rginirile lumii
\n\u0218i sufletul t\u0103u a prins culoarea cerului.
\nAm alunecat pe fl\u0103c\u0103ri
\n\u00cen cioburi de nop\u021bi ascu\u021bite de lun\u0103.
\nTi-am adus \u00een palme vinul
\nStrugurilor nestor\u0219i
\nPentru suspinul ne\u0219tiut.
\n\u00ce\u021bi r\u0103t\u0103ce\u0219te umbra mai jos de cer
\nPrintre pietre de r\u00e2u…<\/p>\n


\nArborii de pe Kiseleff<\/strong><\/p>\n

Toat\u0103 noaptea am visat
\nc\u0103 le recitam poezii copacilor
\nDe pe \u0219oseaua Kiseleff.
\nTeii din Pia\u021ba Victoriei
\nm-au \u00eent\u00e2mpinat cu reveren\u021b\u0103,
\nCu frunzele lor nerostite,
\nCu scorburile doldora de r\u0103spunsuri.
\nCastanii \u00ee\u0219i scutur\u0103 t\u00e2mplele,
\nCu sufletele ascunse \u00een t\u0103cerea castanelor.
\nArborii de pe Kiseleff sunt poe\u021bi.
\nDin c\u00e2nd \u00een c\u00e2nd opresc timpul.
\nCu crengile, cu parfumul lor,
\nCu parfumul lor care p\u0103ze\u0219te
\nNoaptea, luna \u0219i lumea.<\/p>\n


\nC\u00e2nd noaptea e prea lung\u0103 pe p\u0103m\u00e2nt<\/strong><\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd noaptea e prea lung\u0103 pe p\u0103m\u00e2nt
\n,,fluturii aceia rup\u021bi din soare”,
\nce mi-au adus iubire \u0219i candoare,
\n\u00cemi prelungesc chiria pe p\u0103m\u00e2nt.
\nAm str\u00e2ns umbre, amintiri \u00een buzunare,
\n\u0219i le-am trimis apoi pe frunze plutitoare,
\n\u0219i cu lumina-n pumnii mei fragili,
\n\u021ai-am r\u0103s\u0103rit \u00een cale,
\nTe mai miri ?<\/p>\n


\nMihaela AIONESEI<\/strong>
\n(T\u00e2rgu Secuiesc)
\n\"\"

Lini\u0219te de rai<\/strong><\/p>\n

Plou\u0103. Mu\u0219c dintr-un m\u0103r \u0219i inima mea
\nse zv\u00e2rcole\u0219te ca un vierme.
\nUrmele din\u021bilor \u00eemi amintesc
\nde o zi \u00een care un alt m\u0103r
\nne \u00eenghi\u021bea pe am\u00e2ndoi…<\/p>\n

Ce beat\u0103 era clipa
\nurc\u00e2nd \u0219i cobor\u00e2nd
\ndin rai \u00een noi.<\/p>\n


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

Pe str\u0103zi o toamn\u0103 \u00eenvins\u0103,
\ncerul se \u021bine dup\u0103 ea ca un mire
\np\u0103r\u0103sit \u00eenainte de a spune marele da.
\nFereastra se umple de p\u0103s\u0103ri \u0219i frunze
\nprea ude s\u0103 se poat\u0103 a\u0219eza \u00een cuiburi.
\nOamenii se modeleaz\u0103 ciocnindu-se unii de
\nal\u021bii –
\ncruci \u00eenghesuite \u00eentr-un cimitir prea str\u00e2mt,
\neu m\u0103 fac mic\u0103 mic\u0103
\nat\u00e2t c\u00e2t s\u0103 pot aprinde g\u0103m\u0103lia
\nde la un b\u0103\u021b de chibrit. Flac\u0103r\u0103 \u00een flac\u0103r\u0103
\ns\u0103 prind a zbura precum fluturii.
\nMoartea nu-i u\u0219or de tr\u0103it,
\nnici via\u021ba de murit,<\/p>\n

numai c\u00e2inele meu \u0219tie
\ngustul de piersic\u0103 strivit\u0103
\n\u00een t\u0103cerea inimii
\nc\u00e2nd vii \u0219i pleci
\n\u0219i plou\u0103
\nplou\u0103…<\/p>\n


\nSingur\u0103tatea<\/strong><\/p>\n

Singur\u0103tatea \u2013 o felin\u0103
\n\u00eendr\u0103gostit\u0103 nebune\u0219te de forma desenat\u0103
\n\u00een aburii ro\u0219ii ai zilei de m\u00e2ine.
\nO flac\u0103r\u0103 arz\u00e2nd nev\u0103zut\u0103
\n\u00eentr-o c\u00e2mpie plin\u0103 cu umbre
\nunde stau nemi\u0219ca\u021bi col\u021bi albi
\ngata s\u0103 fure priveli\u0219ti
\nn\u0103scute din pata de s\u00e2nge
\na ochiului \u00eenchis \u00een sine.<\/p>\n

O dep\u0103rtare \u2013 apropiat\u0103,
\nnumele scris cu plumb topit
\n\u00eenl\u0103untrul l\u0103untrului nostru
\ndep\u0103rt\u00e2ndu-se\/ apropiindu-se.
\nSingur\u0103tatea \u2013 strig\u0103t
\nde care m\u0103 sprijin \u00eentr-un poem.<\/p>\n


\nGolgot\u0103 pr\u0103bu\u0219indu-se \u00een sine<\/strong><\/p>\n

Nu \u0219tii cum e s\u0103 pictezi fluturi pe o inima
\nde broasc\u0103 \u021bestoas\u0103. S\u0103 ba\u021bi drumuri
\nprin de\u0219ert s\u0103 aduni curcubeie
\nsolare cu o desag\u0103 spart\u0103 \u00een spinare.
\nS\u0103 de\u0219iri amurgurile cu din\u021bii,
\ns\u0103 spargi oase de stele \u00een noapte.
\nDe ochii lumii diminea\u021ba
\ns\u0103-\u021bi pui o broboad\u0103 pe fa\u021b\u0103
\ns\u0103 umbli \u00eenc\u0103tu\u0219at\u0103 \u00een femeia
\ncea mai anost\u0103, cea mai anonim\u0103,
\nsufletul s\u0103-\u021bi fie o c\u0103l\u0103torie
\n\u00eentr-o lung\u0103 sal\u0103 de tron,
\ns\u0103 te minunezi doar
\nde r\u0103s\u0103ritul ag\u0103\u021bat \u00eentr-un tablou
\ndin care lumina \u0219i \u00eentunericul coboar\u0103
\nca doi c\u0103l\u0103i \u021bin\u00e2ndu-se de m\u00e2n\u0103,
\ns\u0103 pictezi r\u00e2z\u00e2nd \u0219i s\u0103 nu
\n\u0219tie nimeni, absolut nimeni
\nc\u0103 dincolo de culori via\u021ba ta e
\no Golgot\u0103 pr\u0103bu\u0219indu-se \u00een sine.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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