{"id":12592,"date":"2020-12-09T11:04:18","date_gmt":"2020-12-09T08:04:18","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=12592"},"modified":"2020-12-09T11:05:11","modified_gmt":"2020-12-09T08:05:11","slug":"literadura-nr-8-8","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=12592","title":{"rendered":"Literadura nr. 8 (8)"},"content":{"rendered":"

Sorin C\u0102LIN<\/strong><\/p>\n

Triolete<\/strong><\/p>\n

Ioane,
\nC\u0103r\u0103rile tale multe
\nSunt piele de oaie \u0219i vit\u0103 \u00eenc\u0103l\u021bat\u0103.
\nIoane,
\nVisele tale culte
\nSunt glie, morm\u00e2nt \u0219i iarb\u0103 de coas\u0103.
\nIoane,
\nUneltele tale roase
\nSunt muma, tat\u0103l, duhul \u0219i fiii.
\nIoane,
\nZilele tale m\u0103runte
\nSunt urda, m\u0103laiul \u0219i gr\u00e2ul iubirii.
\nIoane,
\nP\u0103catele tale toate
\nSunt p\u0103m\u00e2nt, ape, stele \u0219i ler.
\nIoane,
\nZ\u0103rile tale albastre
\nSunt cruce, sicriu \u0219i plugul de fier.<\/p>\n


\nNaufragiu<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00cen camera verde stau plo\u0219ni\u021bele
\nAg\u0103\u021bate de antene, viespoasele jurii
\nActante pe araci, pitaci, ciraci.
\n\u00cen odaia roz se-ntind picioare
\nPrinse-n lan\u021buri, agnosticul public
\nFace baie, copaie, ilaie.
\n\u00cen holul brun a\u0219teapt\u0103 visele
\nCu miros erotic, miresele blonde
\nMerg la toalete, tute, bete.
\n\u00cen sala alb\u0103 se-nfoaie speran\u021ba
\nUrsit\u0103 postum, pilotele calde
\nMiros a varice, alice, spice.<\/p>\n


\nPe H pozitiv<\/strong><\/p>\n

Hai c\u0103 m-am f\u0103cut hede\u0219,
\nEu, had\u00e2m, f\u0103r\u0103 pe\u0219che\u0219,
\nFiu din had\u0103 str\u0103mo\u0219easc\u0103,
\nDin huceag, din iarb\u0103 gras\u0103…
\nEu, ce hecelam o blan\u0103
\n\u0218i c\u00e2ntam f\u0103r\u0103 de hran\u0103,
\nLa st\u0103p\u00e2n hiclean, hain,
\nHo\u021b de oi, ho\u021b de tain.
\nNu-mi d\u0103dea o hadaburc\u0103,
\nEl, hazap, fiu de n\u0103p\u00e2rc\u0103
\nEl, ce hic\u0103ia un c\u00e2ine.
\nCe se mai hlizea la mine…
\nM-ar fi h\u0103cuit pe dat\u0103,
\nDe haleam o p\u00e2ine toat\u0103,
\nM-ar fi hripcuit hirsutul,
\nHi-i-ar…, m\u00e2nca-l-ar p\u0103m\u00e2ntul!…
\nAm fugit, am dat hebet,
\nPrin h\u0103\u021bi\u0219 \u0219i-apoi \u00eencet,
\nMi-am f\u0103cut culcu\u0219 din heciuri,
\n\u0218i-am visat, h\u0103t, p\u00e2n\u0103-n…<\/p>\n


\nIncomprehensibil<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u0218i un sfert. Ceasurile-s mute.
\n\u00cenchipui pove\u0219ti de am\u0103r\u00e2t copiii
\nCu s\u0103ge\u021bi. \u00cenv\u00e2rt din titirez,
\nJoc coarda ultimelor cuvinte,
\nDau cu piatra \u00een \u0219otron.
\nCa s-adorm.
\n– Oi\u021be, bl\u00e2nde oi\u021be,
\nTrece\u021bi mai repede,
\nC\u00e2mpia-i cuminte.
\nLa vernisarea orelor de somn
\nSe expun m\u0103garii, beh\u0103ie,
\nOr\u0103c\u0103ie.
\nPlesc\u0103ie visele. Sfor\u0103ie iubitele.<\/p>\n


\nLoredana STAN<\/strong><\/p>\n

Moliendo Cafe<\/strong><\/p>\n

Treze\u0219te-m\u0103 c\u00e2nd toate r\u00e2\u0219ni\u021bele din lume
\n\u00ee\u0219i vor fi terminat de m\u0103cinat cafeaua
\n\u0219i c\u00e2nd b\u0103rba\u021bii se vor fi s\u0103turat de a\u0219teptat la
\nmese\u2026 partenere de tangou.
\nC\u00e2nd rodiile \u00eens\u00e2ngerate vor fi \u00eenlocuit merele
\np\u0103c\u0103toase,
\nC\u00e2nd vor fi \u00eencetat vaietele clasice ale
\nchitarelor.
\nTreze\u0219te-m\u0103 \u0219i du-m\u0103 \u00een somn iar
\nC\u0103ci nimeni nu mai are chef s\u0103 priveasc\u0103
\nat\u00e2tea luni
\nc\u00e2te au ap\u0103rut de c\u00e2nd romantismul e
\npandemic.
\nConfesiunile se \u00eentind pe trotuare ca ni\u0219te
\nfemei pe care nu le vrea nimeni,
\nprea mul\u021bi salvatori v\u00e2nd elixire mortale,
\nprea multe fecioare poart\u0103 voaluri cernite.<\/p>\n


\nDe Magistris<\/strong><\/p>\n

Despre el pot s\u0103 spun c\u0103 e imprevizibil,
\nC\u0103 \u00eemprumut\u0103 din st\u0103ri femeie\u0219ti,
\nC\u0103 te vede geniu sau dobitoc,
\nC\u0103 are timp \u0219i pentru proste\u0219ti comentarii
\n\u0218i pentru elitiste companii.
\nDespre el pot s\u0103 spun
\nc\u0103 e f\u0103cut s\u0103 stea la o important\u0103 mas\u0103 a
\nistoriei,
\nC\u0103 \u0219tie totul \u0219i repet\u0103 pove\u0219ti ca s\u0103 nu ui\u021bi c\u0103
\nexist\u0103.
\nDespre el pot s\u0103 spun multe
\n\u0218i spun c\u0103 nu vreau s\u0103 \u00eemb\u0103tr\u00e2neasc\u0103.
\nPa\u0219ii s\u0103i din ce \u00een ce mai poticni\u021bi
\n\u00cei port \u0219i-n umbletul meu.<\/p>\n


\nDiscipulis<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00cen fa\u021ba ochilor s\u0103i ni\u0219te papioane colorate,
\nAl\u0103turate unor m\u00e2ini agitate,
\nL\u00e2ng\u0103 rame colorate \u0219i z\u00e2mbete f\u0103r\u0103
\ncon\u0219tiin\u021b\u0103,
\nNi\u0219te idei se plimb\u0103 r\u0103t\u0103cite, prin aer,
\nC\u0103ut\u00e2ndu-\u0219i st\u0103p\u00e2nii.
\nNici cu biciul nu se pot amenin\u021ba
\nculcu\u0219urile min\u021bii s\u0103-\u0219i primeasc\u0103 semin\u021bele.
\nPrea multe labirinturi \u0219i niciun dedal care s\u0103
\nvrea libertatea cerului<\/p>\n


\nIlona Cristina<\/strong><\/p>\n

Cuiele<\/strong><\/p>\n

Mi-e ru\u0219ine de lun\u0103,
\nDe galaxii \u0219i de nori,
\nC\u0103 nu-s ce vrei s\u0103 ai,
\nC\u0103 nu-s nimic din ce ai vrut vreodat\u0103.
\n\u021ai-ai b\u0103tut toat\u0103 cutia de cuie
\n\u00cen palmele mele crude,
\n\u0218i a curs ploaie s\u0103rat\u0103 din ele,
\nS-a scurs cu ea ra\u021biunea mea.
\nIar tu, fugar clandestin,
\nAi c\u0103utat s\u0103 m\u0103 bei,
\nS\u0103 m\u0103 seci de tot ce era pur
\n\u00cen mine, \u00een sufletul plin de r\u0103ni.
\nFugar din fire, ai fugit,
\nIar din palmele mele
\n\u00cenc\u0103
\nMai plou\u0103 cu sare.
\n\u021ai-ai uitat cuiele,
\n\u0218i-a\u0219 vrea s\u0103 \u021bi le \u00eenapoiez,
\nDar s\u0103 \u0219tii c\u0103 au ruginit.
\n\u00cemi pare r\u0103u.
\n\u00cemi pare r\u0103u.
\n\u00cemi pare r\u0103u.<\/p>\n


\nCa\u0219mir<\/strong><\/p>\n

M\u0103 simt
\nPulbere
\n\u0218i praf
\nDe nimic,
\nDe tine,
\nDe amintiri.
\nM\u0103 f\u0103ceai s\u0103 r\u00e2d,
\nM\u0103 plimbai prin ora\u0219e
\nDe h\u00e2rtie alb\u0103
\nPe care o coloram \u00eempreun\u0103.
\nAi ars culoarea din mine
\n\u0218i ai \u00eengropat-o \u00eentr-o
\nCutie veche din ca\u0219mir
\n\u00cen spatele unei case p\u0103r\u0103site,
\nIar eu, pulbere \u0219i praf,
\nTe c\u00e2ntam \u00een \u0219oapte
\n\u0218i te doream s\u0103 m\u0103 aduni
\nS\u0103 m\u0103 bei, s\u0103 m\u0103 ai.
\nBate v\u00e2ntul \u0219i mi-e frig.
\nIar ca\u0219mirul…
\nSunt alergic\u0103 la ca\u0219mir.
\n\u0218i tu \u0219tiai…<\/p>\n


\nLiviu OFILEANU<\/strong><\/p>\n

Excava\u021bii originale<\/strong>
\n\"\"

Mih\u00f3k Tam\u00e1s (n. 1991) a p\u0103truns pe
\nu\u0219a din fa\u021b\u0103 a literaturii
\ncontemporane cu trei volume
\n(\u201e\u0218antier \u00een rai\u201d, 2013; \u201eWinrar de tot\u201d,
\n2015; \u201ecuticular\u201d, Ed. Max Blecher, 2017),
\nc\u0103r\u021bi rotunde \u0219i salutate la momentul apari\u021biei
\nde criticii aten\u021bi la \u201eprotagoni\u0219tii ultimului
\nval\u201d. Un fapt evident este c\u0103 autorii noului val
\nse afl\u0103 \u00een fa\u021ba altor provoc\u0103ri, peisajul social-politic
\ne \u00eentors cu 180\u00b0 \u00een raport cu situa\u021bia
\nantedecembrist\u0103, prin urmare deschiderea
\norizontului a facilitat revenirea la normalitate,
\ncu traduceri la zi, colocvii de poezie \u0219i
\nschimburi de experien\u021b\u0103 cu autorii de peste
\nhotare. Vorbim de o explozie a ITi\u0219tilor,
\ngameri \u0219i exper\u021bi \u00een photoshop
\n\u0219i mass-media, implicit de o
\nredimensionare a reprezent\u0103rii prin
\nabreviere \u0219i contragere, a\u0219adar se
\nevit\u0103 pe c\u00e2t posibil cronofagia pe
\nseama celuilalt, un alt eu, desigur,
\nacum totul \u021bine de \u201evitez\u0103 \u0219i
\ncombustie\u201d (o subliniere a Teodorei
\nComan). Se scrie enorm \u00een Rom\u00e2nia,
\nmediul digital predispune la
\nexprimare \u0219i editurile prosper\u0103
\ninvad\u00e2nd pia\u021ba cu sute de titluri, o goan\u0103
\nhalucinant\u0103 \u00een care criticul literar e nevoit s\u0103
\nfac\u0103 slalom printre c\u0103r\u021bile slabe \u0219i s\u0103 le
\nvalorizeze pe cele promi\u021b\u0103toare. Ne vom
\n\u00eentinde c\u00e2t ne va permite spa\u021biul alocat peste
\ncea de-a treia carte \u2013 \u201ecuticular\u201d, divizat\u0103 \u00een
\npatru sec\u021biuni unitare \u00een ansamblu (\u201edin
\nunghii se-nfrupt\u0103 natalia\u201d, \u201eyou grow me
\nlume an evergreen\u201d, \u201enatalia takes two\u201d \u0219i
\n\u201ecuticular\u201d). Chiar titlul bine ales confer\u0103
\nmanierei scripturale relevan\u021ba unui strat
\nsub\u021bire \u0219i rezistent, ipostaz\u0103 preluat\u0103 din
\nregnul celular, cuv\u00e2ntul desemn\u00e2nd \u0219i un
\nvehicul al organismelor asemenea pic\u0103turii de
\ncear\u0103 care \u00eengroap\u0103 litera pe un manuscris,
\nconform unui poem de Rafael Alberti.
\nVolumul e prezentat de Al. Cistelecan, Radu
\nVancu \u0219i Teodora Coman, sunt puncte de
\nvedere care detaliaz\u0103 specificul unei poezii
\neliberate de constr\u00e2ngeri, -isme obsedante \u0219i
\nreverbera\u021bii silen\u021bioase. Poemele lui Tam\u00e1s
\nimpresioneaz\u0103 prin precizia detaliilor,
\nurzic\u0103rile administrate sie\u0219i, implicit
\nlectorului, dar mai ales \u00een cheia unei
\nbagateliz\u0103ri ostentative a suferin\u021bei cu scopul
\nelimin\u0103rii dulceg\u0103riilor inadecvate turului de
\nfor\u021b\u0103. Absen\u021ba oric\u0103rui complex face parte din
\nrecuzita efectelor, \u0219tiut\u0103 fiind problematica
\necartamentului genera\u021bionist, nevoia unei
\ndistan\u021b\u0103ri de modele \u0219i p\u0103strarea timbrului
\nautentic, astfel c\u0103 eului poetic nativ \u00eei sunt
\nanulate din fa\u0219\u0103 exprim\u0103ri pernicioase,
\naerosolii de peste ocean \u00eei \u00eemprosp\u0103teaz\u0103
\ndiscursul cu performan\u021ba de a nu renun\u021ba la
\ntropi, \u00eentors\u0103turi de fraz\u0103 \u0219i metafore
\nconcrescute. Directe\u021bea abord\u0103rii este miza
\ndeclarat\u0103 a unei lucidit\u0103\u021bi care \u00ee\u0219i conduce
\nsubiectul la un sevraj al veridicului \u0219i
\nexpecta\u021biei, schimbul corect de
\ninforma\u021bii \u0219i polite\u021be \u00een teorie c\u00e2t \u0219i
\n\u00een practic\u0103 \u00eentre\u021bine lirismul fiindu-i
\ncauz\u0103 \u0219i efect. Influen\u021bele culturale
\n(poezia citit\u0103, filmele, etc) nu pot fi
\ntrecute cu vederea, de asemenea
\nautorul trage adeseori c\u00e2teva fire de
\nsuprarealitate pentru a crea o
\ndiversiune, sondarea existen\u021bialului \u0219i
\nreflectarea lui \u00een semn nu renun\u021b\u0103 la
\n\u00eent\u00e2mpl\u0103toare infuzii onirice,
\ncombina\u021bii spectaculoase \u00eentre
\nobserva\u021bie \u0219i metod\u0103 imaginativ\u0103,
\ndescrieri fulgurante situate la polul opus unei
\ndesc\u0103tu\u0219\u0103ri totale cum era cea a depresivilor
\ninsolen\u021bi dou\u0103mii\u0219ti. Evident, se sim\u021bea
\nnevoia unei sinteze a sintezelor, dar una
\nprogramatic\u0103 \u0219i ostil\u0103 modalit\u0103\u021bilor consumate
\nse pare c\u0103 Tam\u00e1s o de\u021bine \u00een mod con\u0219tient.
\nBiograficul e pres\u0103rat ici-colo, dar realitatea
\ncontondent\u0103 abund\u0103 slujind drept corolar
\npentru intensificarea emo\u021biei, interesul
\nalunec\u0103 lin din concret \u00een spa\u021bii paralele, acele
\n\u201ecuticule\u201d pline de miez semantic \u0219i viziuni
\ncompensatoare \u00een replic\u0103 ustur\u0103toarelor
\nfrustr\u0103ri, lumea lui Mih\u00f3k e populat\u0103 de
\nNatalia \u0219i prezen\u021bele ei sub diferite ipostaze:
\ndocil\u0103, dar \u0219i rebel\u0103, cu sex appeal \u00een doze
\nlivrate atent. Acel \u201emultum in parvo\u201d \u0219i
\nt\u0103ieturile abrupte c\u0103tre esen\u021bial stau la baza
\nscriiturii \u0219i o scutesc de riscurile pletorei, de
\nun siaj similar derivei \u00een contextul d\u00e9j\u00e0-vu-ului
\npoetic rom\u00e2nesc. Suspiciunea e un factor
\n\u00eenl\u0103turat prin sinceritate, dar \u00een lumea
\nsuspiciunii sinceritatea abdic\u0103 ru\u0219inat\u0103,
\n\u00eentruc\u00e2t p\u00e2n\u0103 \u0219i \u201edumnezeu a luat premiul
\nNobel pentru t\u0103cere\u201d, scenariile inteligente ale
\napropierii \u0219i dep\u0103rt\u0103rii de sexul opus sunt
\nconsemnate sub semnul derizoriului, toat\u0103
\nrasa uman\u0103 minte \u0219i e pierdut\u0103, poetul minte
\n\u0219i cititorul minte c\u0103 \u00een\u021belege, postumanul e o
\nalt\u0103 minciun\u0103, raiul \u0219i iadul se afl\u0103 aici \u00eentre
\nmuritori. Vom cita integral un poem care
\ndemasc\u0103 falsitatea ghidului spiritual, totul
\n\u00eentr-o atmosfer\u0103 pretins pioas\u0103 \u0219i penalizat\u0103
\ndrastic, dar nu f\u0103r\u0103 o \u00eendurerare proiectat\u0103 de
\nla \u201eregimul de trist\u0103 amintire\u201d p\u00e2n\u0103 la
\noriginile cre\u0219tinismului, trec\u00e2nd \u00een mod voalat
\nprin manualele freudiene: \u201dam ie\u0219it din
\nbiserica neo\/ ca dintr-o cl\u0103dire cuprins\u0103 de
\nfl\u0103c\u0103ri,\/ fiind pomelnicu lu bunu, nu era
\nadmis\/ s\u0103 lipsesc, ba mai mult, aveam locuri\/\/
\nrezervate \u00een primul r\u00e2nd, \u00een fa\u021ba\/ pastorului
\ngrizonat, cu z\u00e2mbet\/ \u00eeng\u0103duitor de Hugh
\nGrant, am ie\u0219it,\/ deci, \u0219i \u00eemi repetam \u00een g\u00e2nd
\ninep\u021bia\/\/ din rug\u0103ciunea de \u00eencheiere:
\ndoamne,\/ sunt prezen\u021bi ast\u0103zi \u0219i membrii
\nfamiliei\/ \u00eendoliate, doamne, pe care i-am
\n\u00eenmorm\u00e2ntat\/ s\u0103pt\u0103m\u00e2na trecut\u0103, doamne; o,
\nb\u0103ga-mi-a\u0219,\/\/ doamne, \u00eemi zic (acum sunt \u00een
\nsiguran\u021ba\/ pe care \u021bi-o confer\u0103 solitudinea,\/
\npe un terasament de beton, turtesc\/ de jur-\u00eemprejur
\no doz\u0103 de cola),\/\/cum ai permis tu s\u0103
\nvin aici, de unde\/ bunicu a fost excomunicat
\ncu urale\/ \u0219i tr\u00e2mbi\u021be, fiindc\u0103 vezi-doamne\/
\n(vezi, doamne?) a f\u0103cut evaziune\/\/ fiscal\u0103,
\nsecuri\u0219tii i-au c\u0103zut \u00een c\u00e2rc\u0103\/ taman c\u00e2nd
\nB\u00e9la, un ucenic t\u00e2mplar,\/ plecat cu hoaverii
\nla birt, a uitat\/ pe masa din atelier ni\u0219te
\nfoi\u021be,\/\/ c\u00e2te 50 de lei azi, m\u0103 rog, s\u0103-\u021bi
\nlustruie\u0219ti\/ \u021bipetele la merceria din centru,
\ndoamne,\/ cum ai permis s\u0103 vin aici, unde el\/ a
\nrefuzat s\u0103 mai vin\u0103, de fricile tale,\/\/ doamne,
\n\u00eencep s\u0103 m\u0103 tem, a\u0219a cum,\/ de altfel, m\u0103 tem
\nde fricile tuturor fiin\u021belor\/ create de tine; numi
\namintesc s\u0103 fi avut\/ vreo alt\u0103 frica, una
\nproprie, doamne,\/\/ una fabricat\u0103 de mine \u0219i
\npentru mine,\/ a\u0219a cum l-ai fabricat tu pe fiul
\nt\u0103u,\/ s\u0103 cuno\u0219ti prin el frica \u0219i, tot prin el,\/ s\u0103
\namu\u021be\u0219ti.\u201d (am ie\u0219it din biserica neo, p. 70).
\nMixturii existen\u021bial-senzoriale i se contrapune
\ndic\u021bia pulsatorie, culoarea galben aferent\u0103
\navertiz\u0103rii, jocul semnifican\u021bilor asemenea
\nunui girofar anun\u021b\u00e2nd o problem\u0103 undeva \u00een
\nstrad\u0103 ori chiar sub tricoul autorului. Pentru
\n\u00eendr\u0103gostit iadul e orice loc din care
\nabsenteaz\u0103 iubirea vie\u021bii lui, pentru intelectual
\neste absen\u021ba unui nivel cel pu\u021bin egal de
\ncomunicare. Prospe\u021bimea metaforelor lui
\nTam\u00e1s \u0219i simplitatea aparent\u0103 a inciziilor
\ndefinesc un profil vizibil ca un reflector,
\nretractilitatea \u0219i exaltarea personajului s\u0103u,
\npermanenta defulare a \u201epoftelor sexuale\u201d sub
\naspectul unei anamneze cu accente
\nautoironice \u021bin hangul unui autor consecvent,
\ndeloc un \u201epoet periferic\u201d. \u201eCuticular\u201d men\u021bine
\nlinia de baz\u0103 a precedentelor volume, surpriza
\nlexical\u0103 \u0219i varia\u021bia tonurilor ofer\u0103 acestei
\npoezii un rafinament greu de atins pentru cei
\nafla\u021bi la \u00eenceput de drum, anume impresia de
\nnoutate \u0219i siguran\u021b\u0103 a formul\u0103rii, acea past\u0103
\nideal\u0103 format\u0103 din inteligen\u021b\u0103, permutare a
\ncontrastelor realului \u00eentre o sinceritate plin\u0103
\nde \u00eendr\u0103zneli \u0219i o cenzurare a pulsiunilor
\npatetice. De la un volum la altul Tam\u00e1s
\naprofundeaz\u0103 \u00een forme condensate sau de
\nlarg\u0103 respira\u021bie structuri eterogene c\u0103rora le
\nsudeaz\u0103 punctul de sprijin \u00een concret, un
\napetit pentru vitalitate, precum \u0219i oglindirea
\nacestuia \u00een mi\u0219carea seismic\u0103 a conclavului
\npoetic autohton \u0219i nu numai, deoarece
\nbilingva sa constitu\u021bie \u00eei permite accesul la
\nzone culturale interzise altora. Experien\u021ba
\ncotidianului \u0219i demitizarea elementelor care
\nstatuau imaginea poetului pe un piedestal al
\nbunelor inten\u021bii scot \u00een relief \u201eomul obi\u0219nuit\u201d,
\nadept al unui tr\u0103irism denudat \u0219i pus \u00een criz\u0103
\nde o tehnic\u0103 a excava\u021biei psihice, un athanor
\ncare \u00eei pulverizeaz\u0103 rezervele de tandre\u021be \u0219i
\nnostalgie. Mih\u00f3k Tam\u00e1s face cu u\u0219urin\u021b\u0103
\ndovada unui poet cu \u201es\u00e2nge \u00een instala\u021bie\u201d,
\ncapabil s\u0103 erodeze \u00eencet \u0219i sigur convingerea
\nunora c\u0103 nu prea se mai scrie poezie
\nadev\u0103rat\u0103.<\/p>\n


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

S\u0103 batem \u201eLa por\u021bile sublimului\u201d \u0219i ni se va deschide<\/strong>
\n\"\"

Bucur\u00e2ndu-se de binecuv\u00e2ntarea
\n\u00cenaltpreasfin\u021biei Sale Ciprian
\nArhiepiscopul Buz\u0103ului \u0219i Vrancei \u0219i
\nde o prefa\u021b\u0103 detaliat\u0103, analitic\u0103 a p\u0103rintelui
\nprofesor universitar doctor Gheorghe Holbea,
\nvolumul de versuri \u201eLA POR\u021aILE
\nSUBLIMULUI\u201d, autor preot Alexandru
\nPripon, se deschide cu o invita\u021bie la o
\nc\u0103l\u0103torie ini\u021biatic\u0103 \u00een lumea cuv\u00e2ntului
\ninefabil care zide\u0219te, care arat\u0103 calea spre
\nreg\u0103sire. Dumnezeu, dor, iertare, iubire, timp,
\nmoarte, fluturi, durere, uitare sunt cuprinse \u00een
\nc\u0103u\u0219ul palmei ce apuc\u0103 s\u0103 toarne versul \u00een
\ntipare melodioase \u0219i s\u0103-i dea drumul spre
\nacele \u201epor\u021bi\u201d prin care \u00eendr\u0103znim s\u0103
\nintr\u0103m \u0219i noi cititorii… \u0219i azi… \u0219i
\nm\u00e2ine, mereu C\u0103utarea de sine este
\nuna asumat\u0103, ca \u00een poemul \u201ePe
\ndrum\u201d care devine un simbol al
\nacestui demers lirico-euharistic \u2013
\n\u201ePrin nori se adun\u0103 uitarea\/ Aici se
\na\u0219terne cuv\u00e2ntul\u201d. Corabia
\ng\u00e2ndurilor \u00ee\u0219i stabile\u0219te \u021binta
\nc\u0103l\u0103uzitoare \u201eprin portul cel ascuns
\n\u00een zare\u201d, pe c\u00e2nd noi st\u0103m \u201e\u00een
\numbr\u0103\u201d, poetul se transform\u0103 \u00een
\nc\u00e2rmaciul \u201emenestrel nefericit\u201d, aduc\u00e2ndu-ne
\naminte c\u0103 \u201epentru noi \u0219i moartea a murit\u201d.
\nVersurile sunt imnuri de slav\u0103, f\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103
\nepateze, sunt rug\u0103ciuni de iertare, de analiz\u0103
\ndureroas\u0103 a st\u0103rii celui aflat trec\u0103tor sub
\nvremuri: \u201eTe a\u0219tept\/ E greu s-o lu\u0103m de la-nceput\u201d,
\ndrumul e sinonim cu via\u021ba, iar
\n\u201eAcas\u0103\u201d este \u201ead\u0103postul zilei de apoi\u201d, este
\n\u00censu\u0219i Dumnezeu: \u201ePrime\u0219te-m\u0103, P\u0103rinte, iar
\nacas\u0103\u201d, dorin\u021ba r\u0103m\u00e2ne mereu neschimbat\u0103,
\n\u201es\u0103 ne \u00eentoarcem, reveni\u021bi \u00een fire\u201d.
\nArghezian, ludic \u0219i ironic, simplu \u0219i umil, eul
\nliric se reg\u0103se\u0219te \u00een tain\u0103 \u00eentr-o oglind\u0103, \u00een
\nlumea ideilor, reflectat\u0103 expresiv, metaforic,
\ninedit: \u201ef\u0103r\u0103 chipul s\u0103u, nimeni nu moare\/
\ndec\u00e2t la al ideii asfin\u021bit,\/ C\u00e2nd cei ce sunt
\ndemult au adormit\u201d(\u201eNu sunt\u201d).
\nDrumul \u00eempline\u0219te f\u0103ptura care tr\u0103ie\u0219te plenar
\n\u0219i mirare, \u0219i visare, \u0219i iubire, de aceea \u201ede-aici
\nnu e drum \u00eenapoi\u201d, c\u0103ci ochiul se de\u0219teapt\u0103
\n\u201edincolo de mine\u201d (\u201eSunt dincolo de mine\u201d).
\nEtapele vie\u021bii sunt cele care alc\u0103tuiesc
\n\u201edrumul\u201d, \u00eemplinind \u201evisul devenirii\u201d prin
\ncuv\u00e2nt. Jocul vie\u021bii este cel ce cuprinde alfa \u0219i
\nomega, fiin\u021barea con\u021bin\u00e2nd in nuce praguri ca
\ninfinite provoc\u0103ri: \u201eAcolo unde eu nu sunt\/
\nCel ce s-ar\/ Crede,\/ Ci acela ce nu \u0219tie\/ Din
\nce \u00eenceputuri\/ S\u0103-\u0219i dureze\/ Sf\u00e2r\u0219itul\/ Ca bun
\n\u0219i definitiv\/ \u00cenceput\u201d(\u201eNici\u201d).
\nDorul, mir\u0103rile, speran\u021bele, c\u0103derile,
\namintirea, pa\u0219ii, neputin\u021ba ne \u00eendep\u0103rteaz\u0103 \u0219i
\nne apropie de Dumnezeu, c\u0103ci \u201ef\u0103pturi
\nefemere\u201d suntem\u201d \u201e\u00een spatele t\u0103cerii\u201d (\u201e\u0218tiu\u201d).
\nReinterpret\u00e2nd strig\u0103tul de durere al aceluia
\nce iube\u0219te \u0219i crede, n\u0103d\u0103jduie\u0219te \u0219i vrea,
\np\u0103rintele Alexandru Pripon atinge o stare de
\nlini\u0219te interioar\u0103 prin psalmii s\u0103i unde
\nDumnezeu este St\u0103p\u00e2nul Atotputernic: \u201eEl
\neste, El a fost \u0219i va r\u0103m\u00e2ne\u201d, iubirea fiind
\ndeclarat\u0103 cu putere, cu sinceritate:
\n\u201eIubi-te-voi, Doamne, prime\u0219te-mi
\niubirea\u201d.
\nPoemul \u201e\u0218i\u201d este o amprent\u0103 a
\nidentit\u0103\u021bii, a eului, devine o
\nemblem\u0103 a volumului de fa\u021b\u0103: \u201e\u0218i
\nde-a\u0219 fi fost ce-am fost, iar nu ce
\nsunt\/ M\u0103runt hoinar,\/ nu vis\u0103tor
\nc\u0103runt,\/ A\u0219 fi-n\u021beles c\u0103 anii ce-au
\ntrecut\/\u0218i-au pus amprenta numai
\npeste lut,\/ Cru\u021b\u00e2nd mereu\/ F\u0103r\u00e2ma
\nde eu\/ Ce-a existat\/ La \u00eenceput\/ \u0218i a uitat.\u201d
\nSentimentul de p\u0103r\u0103sire a c\u0103r\u0103rii ce duce spre
\nDumnezeu, faptul c\u0103 timpul \u201ef\u0103r\u0103 veste-a
\n\u00eemb\u0103tr\u00e2nit\u201d, c\u0103utarea \u201eprin viscol \u0219i noroi\u201d,
\nnecredin\u021ba, ezitarea, dar \u0219i remu\u0219carea se
\nadun\u0103 \u00eentr-o \u201echemare\u201d profund\u0103: \u201ePrime\u0219te-mi,
\nDoamne, ast\u0103zi, remu\u0219carea\u201d, \u201e\u00eemi iart\u0103-ndep\u0103rtarea\u201d
\n(\u201eChemare\u201d, \u201eDoamne\u201d).
\n\u00cent\u00e2lnim \u201ecetatea\u201d ce presupune existen\u021ba
\nunor \u201em\u0103\u0219ti\u201d, \u201ebuc\u0103\u021bi de carne flasc\u0103\u201d, \u201estatui
\nnemi\u0219cate\u201d, iar poe\u021bii \u201eascun\u0219i sub ruine\u201d par
\npe \u201eveci prizonieri unor crude cutume\u201d.
\nSchimbarea se produce odat\u0103 cu trecerea
\nanilor \u2013 \u201eanii au trecut. \u0218i a pierit\/ Acel ce-am
\nfost…\u201d, intervine maturitatea sinonim\u0103 cu
\n\u201elimanul \u00eemplinirii \u00een iubire\u201d, de\u0219i idealul este
\n\u00eenc\u0103 de neatins. Rezultatul c\u0103ut\u0103rii se
\nidentific\u0103 \u00een totalitate cu crea\u021bia poetic\u0103,
\nipostaza de artist al cuv\u00e2ntului, de creator, de
\nm\u00e2nuitor al silabelor este un mic semn al
\napropierii de divinitate: \u201em-am schimbat \u00eentr-un
\npoem m\u0103runt,\/ Pe care nici nu cred c\u0103 l-ai
\ncitit\u201d.
\nFiu r\u0103t\u0103citor printre sensurile lumii, \u201eb\u0103tut de
\nsoart\u0103\u201d, poetul este \u00eengenuncheat de
\n\u201enefireasca soart\u0103\u201d, el a\u0219teapt\u0103 la poarta
\nreg\u0103sirii, dup\u0103 o \u201ecumplit\u0103 risip\u0103\u201d, dup\u0103 o
\n\u201etrist\u0103 \u0219i lung\u0103 \u00eenstr\u0103inare\u201d (\u201e\u00cen uitare\u201d).
\nSe recunoa\u0219te cu u\u0219urin\u021b\u0103 iubirea de Cuv\u00e2nt,
\nadmira\u021bia fa\u021b\u0103 de Eminescu, de timpul care \u00ee\u0219i
\n\u00eentinde aripile spre ve\u0219nicie \u00eenve\u0219nicindu-l pe
\ncel ce c\u00e2nt\u0103 imnul, l\u0103s\u00e2nd \u00een urm\u0103 \u201emult prea
\nt\u00e2rziul \u00eenceput\u201d sau \u201enimicnicia\u201d \u0219tiind c\u0103
\nomul este o clip\u0103 \u201edin clepsidra cea etern\u0103,
\niar, \u00een final, omul r\u0103m\u00e2ne doar o amintire.
\n\u201eLegenda zilelor\u201d roade din fiin\u021ba aflat\u0103 \u00een
\ntrecere, zidind cu \u00eenc\u0103p\u0103\u021b\u00e2nare \u201eun drum prin
\nuitare\u201d.
\nIertarea poate fi g\u0103sit\u0103 \u0219i c\u00e2nd sufletul vrea s\u0103
\nse odihneasc\u0103, s\u0103 se aline, s\u0103 se ostoiasc\u0103, el
\nva bate, cu siguran\u021b\u0103, \u201eLA POR\u021aILE
\nSUBLIMULUI, afl\u00e2nd \u201eo f\u0103r\u00e2m\u0103 de
\nve\u0219nicie\u201d.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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