{"id":12947,"date":"2021-01-09T21:55:53","date_gmt":"2021-01-09T18:55:53","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=12947"},"modified":"2021-01-09T21:55:53","modified_gmt":"2021-01-09T18:55:53","slug":"literadura-nr-7-4","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=12947","title":{"rendered":"Literadura nr. 7 (4)"},"content":{"rendered":"

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

Femeia impar\u0103<\/strong><\/p>\n

Femeia impar\u0103 str\u0103bate apusurile
\nde una singur\u0103
\nc\u0103r\u00e2ndu-\u015fi \u00een po\u015fete de lux
\ntoate nimicurile<\/p>\n

Femeia impar\u0103 umbl\u0103 cu p\u0103rul despletit
\nuneori negru alteori
\nde culoarea alunei coapte
\nsau a spicelor date-n p\u00e2rg.<\/p>\n

\u00cen ochii ei de nuan\u0163\u0103 incert\u0103
\n\u00eentrez\u0103re\u015fti toate dorurile
\nascunse \u00een spatele pupilei
\nce n-ai da s\u0103 le \u015ftii uneori!<\/p>\n

Femeia impar\u0103 iube\u015fte \u00een secret
\n\u00ee\u015fi cump\u0103r\u0103 surogate
\nde am\u0103git tinere\u0163ea
\no carte o floare br\u0103\u0163\u0103ri<\/p>\n

\u00ce\u015fi num\u0103r\u0103 zilele nop\u0163ile
\nizb\u00e2nzile ridurile
\nniciodat\u0103 iubirile \u00een contratimp
\nniciodat\u0103 banii<\/p>\n

Femeia impar\u0103 \u00ee\u015fi pune \u00een ordine
\nlucrurile scrisorile amintirile
\nle a\u015feaz\u0103-n sertare \u00een antecamera inimii
\nle leag\u0103 cu fund\u0103 ro\u015fie de m\u0103tase<\/p>\n

\u00ce\u015fi poart\u0103 singur\u0103tatea ca pe un trofeu
\nai zice c\u0103 sfideaz\u0103 dar nu
\nare doar grij\u0103 s\u0103 nu destrame
\nmisterul frumuse\u0163ea iubirea<\/p>\n

Femeia impar\u0103 e uneori
\niubit\u0103 dorit\u0103 terfelit\u0103
\nba chiar invidiat\u0103
\nfie \u015fi pentru ce n-are<\/p>\n

B\u0103rba\u0163ii ador\u0103 z\u00e2mbetu-i misterios
\ndup\u0103 care se sperie \u015fi fug
\nspre alte z\u00e2mete mai umane
\nmai pu\u0163in feminine<\/p>\n

Femeia impar\u0103 fragil\u0103 ginga\u015f\u0103
\nnu poate fi livrat\u0103 dec\u00e2t cu
\ninstruc\u0163iuni de folosire
\ndar cine are timp s\u0103 le citeasc\u0103?<\/p>\n

Noaptea dup\u0103 ce a terminat
\ninventarul emo\u0163iilor de peste zi
\nse despov\u0103reaz\u0103 de cercei de inele
\nde farduri de visuri pr\u0103fuite<\/p>\n

De vei trage cu ochiul
\nprin fereastra ei t\u00e2rziu \u00een noapte
\nvei vedea c\u0103 femeia impar\u0103
\ns-a dezbr\u0103cat \u015fi de ultima iluzie<\/p>\n

O vei afla preg\u0103tindu-se s\u0103 sting\u0103 lumina
\ns\u0103 trag\u0103 cortina peste vise
\napoi o vei auzi pun\u00e2ndu-\u015fi
\ntriste\u0163ea pe note<\/p>\n

***<\/p>\n

Odetta<\/strong><\/p>\n

O iubiser\u0103 to\u021bi pe Odetta.
\nPlecase, afurisita, \u00eentr-o zi, c\u0103l\u0103rind v\u0103ile,
\nmun\u021bii
\n\u0219i le l\u0103sase \u00eentreb\u0103rile.
\nSt\u0103teau acum ghemui\u021bi \u00een jurul unei sticle cu
\nrachiu
\n\u0219i o pl\u00e2ngeau ca la-nmorm\u00e2ntare.
\nPlecase frumoasa din lunc\u0103,
\nfugise cu toate ale ei,
\ncu nasul \u0103la \u00een v\u00e2nt, cu buzele ro\u0219ii,
\ncu p\u0103rul negru b\u0103t\u00e2ndu-i talia.<\/p>\n

De ce-ai plecat, Odetta,
\n\u0219i i-ai l\u0103sat pe am\u0103r\u00e2\u021bii \u0103\u0219tia jelindu-se,
\npup\u00e2nd sticla de rachiu?
\nNu \u021bi-a fost \u021bie mil\u0103, Odetta, de dragostea lor
\nniciodat\u0103 m\u0103rturisit\u0103?<\/p>\n


\nLumini\u021ba POT\u00ceRNICHE<\/strong>
\n\"\"

interior<\/strong><\/p>\n

prin sufragerie umbl\u0103 rutina
\n\u00een ciorapi supraelastici.
\nbea ceai de coac\u0103ze negre
\n\u0219i p\u0103teaz\u0103 oglinzile.
\nperdelele ca \u0219i c\u00e2nd n-ar fi fost a\u0219ternute
\n\u00een gol se \u0219ifoneaz\u0103.
\neu \u00eemi fac o cafea lung\u0103
\n\u0219i g\u0103sesc \u00een can\u0103
\nun \u0219arpe lung cu g\u0103teal\u0103 de mireas\u0103
\npe cap, pe trup za\u021b.
\nm\u0103 joc la scala de la aparatul de m\u0103surat
\nlini\u0219tea
\n\u0219i \u00eencepe s\u0103 zbiere omule\u021bul \u00eenchis acolo
\nca s\u0103 tac.
\nnu-i nici o bomboana \u00een cutia
\ncu \u00eengeri pe capac.
\n\u00eenghit \u00een sec
\nca \u00een ziua na\u0219terii mele.
\nmirele m\u0103 trage de inel
\n\u0219i \u00eemi revin.
\ne iarn\u0103, dup\u0103-amiaz\u0103,<\/p>\n

tihna \u00eent\u00e2mpl\u0103rilor trecute
\nde prima tinere\u021be.<\/p>\n


\nsuccesiune<\/strong><\/p>\n

m\u0103 voi face bine
\nc\u00e2nd boala mea va trece \u00een ziduri.
\napoi, vor veni mo\u0219tenitorii
\n\u0219i vor da un var sub\u021bire,
\nca s\u0103 nu se mai vad\u0103
\nc\u0103 aici s-a sufocat cineva.
\niarna \u00ee\u0219i vor pune m\u0103nu\u0219i groase
\n\u0219i se vor muta \u00een mine.
\n\u00een cele mai geroase amieze
\nvor c\u0103uta dac\u0103 nu a cr\u0103pat v\u0103rul
\n\u0219i m-am \u00eentors \u00een vreo boal\u0103 de-a lor.
\nzidurile rezist\u0103 \u00eens\u0103
\ncam p\u00e2n\u0103 la \u0219apte genera\u021bii
\nde nerecuno\u0219tin\u021b\u0103,
\napoi se disip\u0103.
\n\u00een loc, apare o dun\u0103,
\nfacultativ se poate \u00eenfige
\no scobitoare sau un b\u0103\u021b de chibrit
\n\u0219i se spune generic,
\nce mult te-am iubit.<\/p>\n


\nc\u00e2t a\u0219 vrea…<\/strong><\/p>\n

c\u00e2t a\u0219 vrea s\u0103 fiu \u00een locul
\n\u00een care se des\u0103v\u00e2r\u0219esc drumurile,
\nunde se face leg\u0103tura \u00eentre constela\u021bii
\n\u0219i c\u0103ile aspre din care
\nmai picur\u0103 laptele apos
\nal ploilor m\u0103runte, p\u0103m\u00e2nte\u0219ti.
\nc\u00e2t a\u0219 vrea s\u0103 umblu cu umbletul
\naerului care-mi umple pl\u0103m\u00e2nii
\nprin ad\u00e2nciturile \u00eenveli\u0219ului luminii.
\norele terestre s\u0103 m\u0103 lase indiferent\u0103
\nde parc\u0103 a\u0219 mai fi nemuritoare.
\nc\u00e2t a\u0219 vrea s\u0103 aflu
\nunde se afl\u0103 r\u0103d\u0103cina tuturor dimine\u021bilor
\n\u00een magma aceast\u0103 fierbinte
\ncare s-o fi numind ea cumva
\ndar nim\u0103nui nu-i pas\u0103,
\nat\u00e2t c\u00e2t \u00een ea mai \u00eenoat\u0103
\n\u0219i se mai cheam\u0103 via\u021b\u0103.
\nc\u00e2t a\u0219 vrea s\u0103 fiu \u00een capul pieptului timpului
\nun os dureros,
\nbifurcat ca o speran\u021b\u0103.
\ncap\u0103tul mai lung s\u0103 \u00eemi arate direc\u021bia
\n\u00een susul devenirii.
\nca o flac\u0103r\u0103 rece
\ns\u0103 m\u0103 urc pe treptele lumii,
\ns\u0103 m\u0103 odihnesc.<\/p>\n


\nEmilia AMARIEI<\/strong>
\n\"\"

Alo, urgen\u021be din intergalactic<\/strong><\/p>\n

Suna\u021bi, v\u0103 rog, spitalul de urgen\u021b\u0103,
\nNu m\u0103 mai pot opri din tremurat
\n\u0218i lacrimile-mi curg cu insisten\u021b\u0103;
\nEu cred c\u0103 sufletul mi-e fracturat.<\/p>\n

Chema\u021bi din cer salv\u0103ri interstelare,
\nCu \u00eengerii la borduri preg\u0103ti\u021bi
\n\u0218i medicii cu trusele solare,
\nPentru suduri pe suflet instrui\u021bi,<\/p>\n

Mai scutura\u021bi cordonul de lumin\u0103
\nS\u0103 \u0219tie Cel ce ne-a legat prin el
\nC\u0103 e cod ro\u0219u pe o stea str\u0103in\u0103
\nDin care sun\u0103 stins un clopo\u021bel,<\/p>\n

Trimite\u021bi nave dintre constela\u021bii,
\nC\u0103ci pe p\u0103m\u00e2nt nu este niciun leac!
\nMi-e sufletul \u00eempr\u0103\u0219tiat prin spa\u021bii
\n\u0218i \u00een particule eu m\u0103 desfac.<\/p>\n

Nu \u0219tiu de vor putea s\u0103 mai adune
\nBuc\u0103\u021bile din sufletu-mi r\u0103nit
\n\u0218i inima de-or mai putea-o pune
\nDin nou, la locul ei cel h\u0103r\u0103zit.<\/p>\n

Alo, urgen\u021be din intergalactic?
\n\u00cemi s\u00e2ngereaz\u0103 sufletul\u2026 m\u0103 sting!
\nSe pare c\u0103 fac \u0219oc anafilactic
\nLa ori\u0219ice mizerie disting.<\/p>\n


\nFirule de iarb\u0103<\/strong><\/p>\n

Firule de iarb\u0103, am o vorb-a-\u021bi spune:
\nUnde mi-ai fost verde, pe care p\u0103m\u00e2nt?
\nC\u0103-i \u00eeng\u0103lbenit\u0103 paji\u0219tea de v\u00e2nt
\n\u0218i tu stai, buratic, \u00eentr-o alt\u0103 lume.<\/p>\n

Unde-mi e\u0219ti, p\u0103dure, ce \u021bineai haiducii
\nSub umbrarul rece, de ciocoi ascun\u0219i?
\nDe-o m\u00e2n\u0103 hain\u0103 sunt copacii tun\u0219i,
\n\u0218i-n poalele tale nu mai c\u00e2nt\u0103 cucii.<\/p>\n

Unde e\u0219ti, b\u0103die, unde e\u0219ti, leli\u021b\u0103?
\nZace banca goal\u0103, putrezind sub nuc
\n\u0218i de-a\u0219a pustie-mi vine s\u0103 m\u0103 duc,
\nScutur\u00e2ndu-mi praful t\u0103lpii, pe uli\u021b\u0103.<\/p>\n

(Fuge peste dealuri azi copil\u0103ria
\n\u0218i pe sub alunii cei pleto\u0219i, o v\u0103d,
\nDar c\u00e2nd deschid ochii, e numai pr\u0103p\u0103d!
\nVreme de durere peste Rom\u00e2nia!)<\/p>\n

Ascult\u0103, copile, o poveste sf\u00e2nt\u0103,
\nDe la gura sobei cu c\u0103rbuni \u00eencin\u0219i:
\nOric\u00e2t vor du\u0219manii, nu vom fi \u00eenvin\u0219i.
\nDoina rom\u00e2neasc\u0103 \u0219i \u00een ceruri c\u00e2nt\u0103!<\/p>\n

Firule de iarb\u0103, nu vesti sf\u00e2r\u0219itul,
\nNu primi amarul nostru l\u0103crimat,
\nAu curs multe lacrimi, dar am \u00eenv\u0103\u021bat
\nC\u0103 suntem mai ve\u0219nici dec\u00e2t infinitul!<\/p>\n


\nCe s\u0103 mai spun…<\/strong><\/p>\n

Mu\u021benia v\u0103zduhului din noi
\nNe \u00eenf\u0103\u0219oar\u0103-n negura ei deas\u0103,
\nP\u00e2n\u0103-mi trimi\u021bi cuvintele-napoi
\n\u00censingurarea-n mine-\u0219i face cas\u0103.<\/p>\n

Ce s\u0103 mai spun \u0219i ce-a\u0219 putea s\u0103 fac
\nDoar ascult\u00e2nd a inimii rostire,
\nDec\u00e2t s\u0103 spun nimic mai bine tac,
\n\u00cenv\u0103luind t\u0103cerile-n iubire.<\/p>\n

Niciun cuv\u00e2nt, nici chiar rostit invers,
\nS-a-n\u021bepenit \u00eentre betoane clipa,
\nUn angrenaj ce s-a oprit din mers
\nCuvintelor oprindu-le risipa.<\/p>\n

\u0218i parc\u0103 nu mai am nimic de spus,
\nM\u0103 str\u00e2ng pe suflet vechile ve\u0219minte,
\nIar lini\u0219tea se scurge spre apus,
\nTurn\u00e2ndu-mi sloi de ghea\u021b\u0103 pe cuvinte.<\/p>\n


\nFelix NICOLAU<\/strong>
\n\"\"

uni\u0163i salv\u0103m<\/strong><\/p>\n

azi nu prea suntem pe acelea\u015fi
\nlungimi de und\u0103 ale radia\u0163iei portocalii emise
\nde gazul
\nkrypton 86
\nvizit\u00e2nd new yorkul vara te-ai putea
\ntopi lejer la picioarele zg\u00e2rie-norilor inter
\nbelici
\nnu \u0163i s-ar mai usca scalpul a\u015fa
\ncum te tot pl\u00e2ngi dup\u0103 ce am face o
\ndragoste solid\u0103 s\u0103 le r\u0103m\u00e2n\u0103
\n\u015fi nepo\u0163ilor<\/p>\n

***<\/p>\n

Casa regal\u0103<\/strong><\/p>\n

cum diminea\u0163a e un soi de cadou pe care mi-l
\npermit tot mai rar m\u0103 satisfac
\ncu mar\u015furi lungi la periferia nop\u0163ii de unde
\nideal ar fi s\u0103 te \u00eentorci f\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103 treci pe la bud\u0103
\naud mereu pove\u015fti din astea despre
\nindivizi robu\u015fti niciodat\u0103 bolnavi care
\n\u015fi-au sc\u0103pat trupul \u00een vine \u015foset\u0103 bleag\u0103
\nla ie\u015firea din baie dac\u0103 nu chiar
\n\u00een baie \u015fi du\u015fi au fost ca \u0103ia ie\u015fi\u0163i s\u0103
\nduc\u0103 gunoiul \u015fi da\u0163i disp\u0103ru\u0163i dou\u0103j de ani
\ndescoperi\u0163i din hazard cu alt\u0103 nevast\u0103
\n5 copii undeva prin
\nconstan\u0163a<\/p>\n


\nFlorin CIOCEA<\/strong>
\n\"\"

Cineva a intrat \u00een schema mea temporal\u0103<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u0218i, iat\u0103!
\nZilele sunt mai scurte,
\nIar soarele se \u00eenv\u00e2rte mai repede
\n\u00cen universul s\u0103u luminos
\nB\u0103tr\u00e2ne\u021bea-i de vin\u0103, \u00eemi spune cineva,
\nOtrava din stelele moarte
\nCare se scurge irevocabil
\n\u00cen celulele fiin\u021belor;
\nDin aceast\u0103 contaminare se na\u0219te timpul,
\nCea mai coroziv\u0103 stare a materiei,
\nUn fluviu ce poate curge \u00een ambele sensuri,
\nAstfel \u00eenc\u00e2t putem deveni nemuritori,
\nP\u00e2n\u0103 c\u00e2nd na\u0219terile succesive ne vor obosi
\n\u0218i vom cobor\u00ee s\u0103 dormim
\n\u00cen \u021b\u0103r\u00e2na cald\u0103 a g\u0103urilor negre.
\n05.01.2018<\/p>\n

***<\/p>\n

M-am n\u0103scut f\u0103r\u0103 nume \u0219i f\u0103r\u0103 trup;<\/strong><\/p>\n

De aceea am \u00eemprumutat chipul
\n\u00cengerului meu p\u0103zitor
\n\u0218i trupul de carne
\nDin leag\u0103nul acestui p\u0103m\u00e2nt.
\n\u00cemi plac dimine\u021bile incendiate
\nSub privirea bl\u00e2nd\u0103 a soarelui
\n\u0218i stelele limpezi c\u00e2nd
\nFantomele nocturne se joac\u0103
\nPrin canioanele de argint ale lunii.
\nUneori, dac\u0103 m\u0103 striga\u021bi
\nVor r\u0103spunde doar privighetorile solitare
\n\u0218i sc\u00e2ncetul v\u00e2ntului prin frunzele arborilor;
\nEu v\u0103 aud,
\nDar buzele mele de lut
\nNu \u0219tiu s\u0103 rosteasc\u0103 dec\u00e2t
\nPoemele mute ale \u021b\u0103r\u00e2nii<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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