{"id":12972,"date":"2021-01-11T13:32:37","date_gmt":"2021-01-11T10:32:37","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=12972"},"modified":"2021-01-11T13:32:37","modified_gmt":"2021-01-11T10:32:37","slug":"literadura-nr-7-6","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=12972","title":{"rendered":"Literadura nr. 7 (6)"},"content":{"rendered":"

Sear\u0103 de poezie \u00een imagini<\/strong>
\n\"\"

13 octombrie la Cafeaneaua Zebrano<\/strong>,
\nUrziceni, la invita\u021bia domnului Ambasador
\nUnesco, George C\u0103lin.<\/p>\n

Adriana Ungureanu – cu volumele Femeia la
\n40 de ani, pe Facebook, M-am n\u0103scut s\u0103 te
\n\u00eent\u00e2lnesc, Artista;
\nTeo Cabel \u2013 Labirintul.
\nAu vorbit despre c\u0103r\u021bi: Tudor Cicu, Titi
\nDamian, Mihai S\u0103lcu\u021ban.
\nDe la Buz\u0103u au participat, Costel Suditu,
\nRamona Muller, Mariana Cabel, Marian
\nR\u0103dulescu, Ofelia Florica Harangu\u0219.
\nTeo Cabel a d\u0103ruit c\u00e2te un exemplar celor
\ncare s-au oferit s\u0103 citeasc\u0103 o poezie din
\nvolum. Au citit: Lumini\u021ba Constantinescu,
\npoetul Marian Nicolescu, \u0219i de la Bucure\u0219ti
\nprietena Adrianei Ungureanu, B\u00eetu Liliana.
\n\"\"


\nIon P. IACOB<\/strong>
\n\"\"

decembre<\/strong><\/p>\n

a f\u0103tat iepuroaica
\nafar\u0103 e frig
\n\u015fi ea nu poate
\ns\u0103 acopere puii
\ndisperat disperat
\ns\u0103-i \u00eenc\u0103lzesc
\ncu r\u0103suflarea mea
\nam r\u0103mas f\u0103r\u0103 aer
\nam r\u0103mas f\u0103r\u0103 inim\u0103
\n\u00een cur\u00e2nd va veni
\n\u00een cur\u00e2nd
\nz\u0103pada va acoperi bl\u00e2nd
\ntrupurile \u00eenvine\u0163ite
\ncu o lumin\u0103 rece rece
\ndevelopat\u0103
\np\u0103s\u0103ri \u015fi cuvinte
\np\u0103s\u0103ri fragile
\npe care se a\u015feaz\u0103
\ncerul \u00eentreg
\np\u0103s\u0103ri ajunse
\nla cap\u0103tul zborului
\ncu aripile carbonizate<\/p>\n


\no sut\u0103 de poe\u0163i ferici\u0163i<\/strong><\/p>\n

printre tufele de rozmarin
\no sut\u0103 de poe\u0163i ferici\u0163i
\ndincolo de imaginile protocolare
\nst\u0103teau cu burta la soare
\nscoteau limba fiecare la fiecare
\nse aruncau \u00een apa
\ndin glastra infinit\u0103 albastr\u0103
\na\u015feza\u0163i strategic sub
\ncocoa\u015fa de curcubeu
\nloveau pietrele pe sub ap\u0103
\nc\u00e2nd se declan\u015fa clipa ca un blitz
\n\u015fi le imortaliza rostirea
\no sut\u0103 de poe\u0163i ferici\u0163i
\nsemnau contractul secret
\ncu nefericirea<\/p>\n


\napathia<\/strong><\/p>\n

cu firava mea alc\u0103tuire
\neu sunt Ioan cel Pu\u0163in
\nla suflet \u015fi trup
\no pas\u0103re care evadeaz\u0103
\nnoapte de noapte
\ndin pustiu \u015fi din moarte
\n\u00eentr-o bun\u0103 zi
\n\u00eentr-o zi bun\u0103
\nde alinat r\u0103nile din cunun\u0103<\/p>\n


\npoe\u0163ii patriei<\/strong><\/p>\n

poe\u0163ii patriei locuiesc
\n\u00een blocuri turn de filde\u015f
\nunii dintre ei chiar
\npot atinge cerul
\ncu o simpl\u0103 mi\u015fcare
\ncu o supl\u0103 schimbare
\npoe\u0163ii patriei au aer
\n\u015fi ascensor providen\u0163ial
\ncurricula lor e \u00een tot \u015fi \u00een toate
\ncu diplome frumos ornate
\nprecum c\u0103r\u0163ile de joc
\npoe\u0163ii patriei ard
\nca ni\u015fte lemne
\npuse pe foc<\/p>\n


\nCornelius DR\u0102GAN<\/strong>
\n\"\"

***
\nsocietate. m\u0103 bate Iisus pe
\nspatele corcitur\u0103 rememorez credin\u021ba<\/p>\n

fluturele japonez a murit decretat
\ngentil. un ou prea fiert<\/p>\n

mama m\u0103 ducea la teatru –
\nacum nu. teama c\u0103 o s\u0103 m\u0103 obi\u0219nuiesc<\/p>\n

discul de vinil calc\u0103 \u00een \u0219li\u021burile
\ncreierului sentiment de d\u00e9j\u00e0 vu<\/p>\n

ochii. doar ei fac leg\u0103tura cu omul<\/p>\n

***
\nlas\u0103-m\u0103 s\u0103 \u00ee\u021bi ar\u0103t mil\u0103
\na\u0219a \u0219tiu s\u0103 m\u0103 spovedesc<\/p>\n

m\u0103 g\u00e2ndesc la trecerea timpului
\ndevin tot mai rece & dens<\/p>\n

str\u0103in \u00eentr-o lume comun\u0103
\n\u00een care steagurile devin p\u0103tate<\/p>\n

cu s\u00e2nge & nerv<\/p>\n

***
\ncalc localurile \u00een c\u0103utarea unei perechi
\nretro swing responsabil<\/p>\n

licori ochi pierdu\u0163i \u00een ritmuri
\nbizare<\/p>\n

ponturi\/trucuri nimic care merit\u0103
\naten\u021bie<\/p>\n

ies<\/p>\n

luna \u00eenc\u0103 graviteaz\u0103
\npulsul str\u0103zii devine celebru
\ndewar’s with ice amor\u0163e\u0219te
\ntotul \u00een mine<\/p>\n

caut o \u0163ar\u0103 de sfin\u0163i unii dorm
\n\u00eentr-o secven\u021b\u0103 sau alta<\/p>\n

mersul devine patetic
\naproape
\nr\u00e2d<\/p>\n

\u021bar\u0103 \u0163ar\u0103 vrem osta\u0219i
\npe cine?<\/p>\n

sunetul tubei \u00eenfund\u0103
\nc\u0103derea<\/p>\n

***
\natingere uman\u0103\/feel good inc.
\ncei care ne scurgem
\nprin r\u0103m\u0103\u0219i\u021bele zilei
\nplou\u0103 \u00een draci
\ntimpanul abdic\u0103 f\u0103r\u0103 cuvinte
\ningredientele sunt puse
\ndeja<\/p>\n

a\u0219tept<\/p>\n

s\u0103 \u00ee\u021bi deschid ochii<\/p>\n

***
\nc\u00e2ntec de Guernica<\/p>\n

singur
\n\u00eempu\u0219cat<\/p>\n

amintirile o
\ndeflagra\u021bie<\/p>\n

mama are m\u00e2inile vinete<\/p>\n

o f\u0103r\u00e2m\u0103 de voce p\u0103strez
\ndin fiin\u021ba tatei<\/p>\n

singur
\n\u00eempu\u0219cat \u00een g\u00e2t<\/p>\n

golul televizorului
\nvibr\u00e2nd \u00een mine<\/p>\n


\nTudor CICU<\/strong><\/p>\n

Floare de cais<\/strong><\/p>\n

Cu \u201eFloare de cais\u201d \u2013 grafica Mihai
\nC\u0103trun\u0103 (ed. Astralis, 2017), Ioana
\nVoicil\u0103 Dobre e poeta unor ml\u0103di\u021be
\nrustice \u0219i are convingerea c\u0103 \u201evia\u021ba e un poem
\nde iubire\u201d. Citindu-i versurile ai convingerea
\nc\u0103 tr\u0103ie\u0219te poezia clasic\u0103 \u00een sonul profund al
\nelegiei, cu c\u0103ldura sufletului \u00eendr\u0103gostit de tot
\nceea ce iradiaz\u0103 frumuse\u021be \u0219i candoare.
\nC\u00e2nd contrastele dintre triste\u021be \u0219i dragoste,
\nsingur\u0103tate \u0219i dorin\u021b\u0103, vise \u0219i iubire sunt
\ntranspuse \u00een versuri integrate \u00een universul
\nnumit via\u0163\u0103 \u0219i te pot cuceri, atunci, sunt
\nsemnale c\u0103 aceste contraste pot fi \u015fi
\nrememorate. Poezia feminin\u0103 e ca o perdea
\ntras\u0103 peste o oglind\u0103, \u00een care triste\u0163ea
\n(\u201etriste\u021bea haltelor de gar\u0103\/ Aveam s\u0103 o
\ncunosc, asear\u0103\u201d), ori singur\u0103tatea (\u201eeu \u00een
\ncalea ta nu mai alerg\u201d) s-a oglindit suferind\u0103,
\nc\u00e2ndva. \u00cen foi\u021be de oglind\u0103, \u00eencerc\u0103m \u015fi noi,
\nacum, s\u0103 parcurgem \u201eaerul tare\u201d din aceste
\npoeme scrise \u201ecu polenul viselor din flori\u201d.
\nLuate \u00een ansamblu, odat\u0103 intrate \u00een labirintul
\nfrigului numit poezie, versurile sunt ca acele
\nc\u00e2ntece aduse frumuse\u021bii cu fiecare fragment
\nal vie\u021bii. Oric\u00e2t ar vrea poeta (de fa\u0163\u0103), s\u0103 pun\u0103
\nperdeaua \u00eenaintea luminii de sfe\u015fnic, iubirea e
\nceea ce o face s\u0103 cread\u0103 c\u0103 a venit timpul s\u0103
\nd\u0103ruiasc\u0103 din rosturile vie\u021bii \u00een aceast\u0103 \u201emare
\ntrecere\u201d pe p\u0103m\u00e2nt: \u201e\u00centr-o zi cu un alt rost\/
\nVa fi ca \u0219i cum n-am fost\/ Unui suflet
\nad\u0103post\u2026\u201d (\u00centr-o zi\u2026). Poezia ca \u0219i dragostea
\ne un t\u0103r\u00e2m al vindec\u0103rii de angoase:
\n\u201eS\u0103 stingem jarul triste\u021bii de azi\/ Cu lacrima
\nta\u2026\u201d (Poezie, scump\u0103 doamn\u0103).
\nPoeta al\u0103tur\u0103 dragostei melancolia: nu ca
\npe un leit-motiv bacovian, ci ca pe o jertf\u0103 a
\nfemeii \u00eenzidit\u0103 \u00een iubirea care, odinioar\u0103, a
\ntr\u0103dat-o: \u201e\u00ce\u0219i pl\u00e2nge toamna frunzele uscate\/
\n\u2026\/ \u00ce\u0219i pl\u00e2nge toamna zilele scurtate\/… \/ \u0218i-n
\nparc, fanfara \u00eei \u021bine isonul\/\u2026 \/ Iubirii\u2026\u201d
\n(Toamn\u0103 gri). Asta, pentru c\u0103 via\u021ba nu-i
\n\u00eentotdeauna \u201edragoste-ntr-un vis\u201d (cum spune
\n\u00een poemul ce d\u0103 titlul c\u0103r\u021bii): \u201eAt\u00e2ta clocot,
\nzbucium port\/ At\u00e2tea g\u00e2nduri \u00eemi tot fac\u2026\u201d.
\nAlteori visele \u00eei sunt sprijin \u00een a merge spre
\nterapia
\nnumit\u0103 dor de copil\u0103rie \u0219i c\u0103su\u021ba natal\u0103:
\n\u201eC\u0103su\u021b\u0103 te-ai mutat \u00een mine\u201d (C\u0103su\u021b\u0103 sf\u00e2nt\u0103,
\naurit\u0103). De abia din acest punct al nedumeririi
\nnoastre, poeta \u00eencearc\u0103 o \u00eemp\u0103care cu natura.
\nAura poeziilor din aceast\u0103 carte (dup\u0103 Ion
\nRo\u0219ioru, cel care o \u0219i prefa\u021beaz\u0103: \u201eIoana
\nVoicil\u0103 Dobre scrie o poezie naturist\u0103,
\nutiliz\u00e2nd simboluri \u0219i elemente din recuzita
\ntradi\u021bional rustic\u0103\u201d), st\u0103 \u00een optimismul
\ncomunic\u0103rii.<\/p>\n


\nExcentrica sinucidere<\/strong><\/p>\n

Excentrica sinucidere (versuri \u0219i
\ngrafic\u0103 – ed. Rafet 2017) de Cornelia
\nIonescu Ciurumelea e \u201ec\u00e2ntecul de
\nsiren\u0103\u201d al unui suflet ce tr\u0103ie\u0219te \u00een constela\u021bia
\nrisipei de metafore \u0219i lupt\u0103 cu \u201esinuciga\u0219e
\ncuvinte\u201d \u00eentr-o sum\u0103 a c\u0103ut\u0103rilor prin care \u00ee\u0219i
\ndore\u0219te reprezentat\u0103 \u00eens\u0103\u0219i fiin\u021ba. \u00centre \u201efrigul
\nastral\u201d \u0219i \u201eos\u00e2nda iubirii\u201d (din poemul cu care
\ndeschide cartea), poeta arde \u00een poeme \u0219i caut\u0103
\ncu disperare salvarea sufletului, prin puritate.
\nCuvintele, grafica ea \u00eens\u0103\u0219i poezie, narcoticul
\nbasm \u201ece \u0219tranguleaz\u0103 chinuitor\u201d un strig\u0103t,
\ntrecerea \u201eca prin galaxii neumblate\u201d prin
\nlabirintul c\u0103ut\u0103rilor sunt tot at\u00e2tea c\u0103i de ie\u0219ire
\nc\u0103tre aceast\u0103 \u201etrecere esen\u021bial\u0103 spre dragoste\u201d.
\nFractura acestui zbor fr\u00e2nt (prin punctua\u021bii
\ninterminabile), nu sunt dec\u00e2t repetate porniri
\nde a-\u0219i lep\u0103da \u201emasca de singur\u0103tate\u201d impus\u0103
\nde patimile unei iubiri ce i-au sf\u00e2\u0219iat cerul \u0219i
\ni-au biciuit s\u00e2ngele.
\nDiscursul liric (\u201eextaz al durerii\u201d) e \u0219i
\n\u201e\u00eencr\u00e2ncenare… contopire… candoare\u201d, dar \u0219i
\nlini\u0219tea din \u201ecuvintele os\u00e2ndite la moarte\u201d, ca
\n\u0219i cum \u201eeliber\u00e2ndu-se din cosmica fric\u0103\u201d un
\nastfel de discurs confesiv, autocenzurat ar
\nputea fi surprins pe p\u00e2nzele unui pictor.
\nP\u0103s\u0103rile de orice fel, fluturii, oglinda, zborul,
\nvisele \u201eprinse \u00een n\u0103voade de purpur\u0103\u201d,
\nsuferin\u021ba, albul z\u0103pezilor, de\u0219ertul stelelor,
\nfrunza \u00een c\u0103dere… toate nu sunt dec\u00e2t leitmotive
\nale poeziilor sale, iradiind temerea c\u0103
\n\u201ef\u0103r\u0103 dragoste anotimpul e o reptil\u0103\u201d ce
\n\u201easist\u0103 la execu\u021bia trupului meu\u201d.
\n\u00cen poezie, Cornelia Ionescu Ciurumelea
\npare a se juca de-a Fata Morgana \u2013 totuna cu
\nfata am\u0103girilor \u0219i dep\u0103rt\u0103rilor din zarea
\npoemului despre dragoste \u0219i tocmai de aceea
\n\u201ecuvintele-mi sunt os\u00e2ndite s\u0103 pocneasc\u0103 de
\nger…\u201d \u0219i au be\u021bia z\u0103pezilor. Culorile ca \u0219i
\nmuzica versurilor sunt obsedante \u00een poezie:
\n\u201eCorbii cuvintelor \u00eemi intr\u0103 \u00een pieptul
\ndeschis…\/ cronc\u0103nitul lor mi se \u00eenfige \u00een
\nt\u00e2mpl\u0103…\/zv\u00e2cniri amputate…\/ Piroane de lut
\nm\u0103 \u021bintuiesc \u00een drumul spre moarte…\/
\nC\u00e2ndva… cuvintele erau o prad\u0103 r\u0103nit\u0103…\/
\nS\u00e2nger\u00e2nd… treceau \u00een \u0219ir indian… \/eu… eram
\nv\u00e2n\u0103tor!\u201d. Lectura acestei c\u0103r\u021bi de poezie (ca
\nun album liric), ne dezv\u0103luie o lume \u00eengropat\u0103
\n\u00een pove\u0219ti tragice despre dragostea \u0219i moartea
\ncuib\u0103rit\u0103 \u00een t\u00e2mpla acestei poete
\nautentice\/remarcabile, deschis\u0103 spre lume prin
\npoezie \u0219i cuv\u00e2nt.<\/p>\n


\nYeti \u00eentr-un bloc de ghea\u021b\u0103<\/strong><\/p>\n

dat\u0103 cu apari\u021bia volumului \u201esingularia
\ntantum\u201d(2013), poeta Lumini\u021ba
\nZaharia \u00ee\u0219i \u0219oca cititorii prin acel stil
\nde niciunde, ritm \u00eendr\u0103zne\u021b, sprin\u021bar \u0219i \u00eempins
\np\u00e2n\u0103 la ironie ori sarcasm, mereu r\u0103zvr\u0103tit \u0219i
\npericulos ca mersul pe s\u00eerm\u0103. \u201eE vremea marii
\ncur\u0103\u021benii\/\u0219i-a \u00eennoirii suflete\u0219ti\u201d ne sufla \u00een
\nceaf\u0103 \u00eenc\u0103 de pe atunci. Autoarea volumului
\n\u201eYeti \u00eentr-un bloc de ghea\u021b\u0103\u201d (ed. Astralis,
\n2017) se dovede\u015fte, urm\u00e2nd aceast\u0103 cale de
\ninvestiga\u0163ie, atins\u0103 \u201enu numai de melancolii,
\ndar \u0219i de ludicul sprin\u021bar cu alunec\u0103ri spre
\nironia stenic\u0103, rareori mali\u021bioas\u0103\u201d \u2013 dup\u0103 Ana
\nDobre. Lumini\u021ba Zaharia se revars\u0103 epopeic,
\n\u00een intarsii lirice dup\u0103 meandrele suflete\u0219ti \u0219i
\nparadoxal, urmeaz\u0103 vechea tehnic\u0103 urmuzian\u0103
\na \u00abepisoadelor\u00bb \u00een succesiune premerg\u0103toare
\nunui triumf al sf\u00e2\u0219ierilor. Unde \u201einspira\u021bia e
\naliniere de astre\u201d. Imagin\u00e2nd centre de ac\u0163iune
\n\u015fi nuclee de semnifica\u0163ie ce structureaz\u0103
\nuniversul ei narativ construit pe revela\u0163ii, nu
\nai cum s\u0103 nu te-ntrebi de ce \u00ee\u0219i \u00eembrac\u0103 poezia
\nca \u201ela bal mascat\u201d (\u201ede ce naiba nu m\u0103
\npisicesc\u201d), ori se joac\u0103 \u201ede-a cuvintele\u201d
\n(\u201ecuvintele pot, p\u00e2n\u0103 la urm\u0103, orice\u201d),
\narunc\u00e2ndu-se \u201e\u00een poezia mea\u201d f\u0103r\u0103 team\u0103, f\u0103r\u0103
\nprejudecat\u0103? Dup\u0103 cum spune \u00eentr-un poem \u0219i
\nnu se teme: e \u201eimprevizibil\u0103, zurlie, psihopat\u0103\/
\npoezia \u00ee\u021bi cade \u00een curte ca un OZN\/ \u00ee\u021bi
\n\u021b\u00e2\u0219ne\u0219te pe nas \u021bi se dizolv\u0103-n cafea\/ \u00ee\u021bi cre\u0219te
\nca iarba m\u00e2\u021bei \u00een glastr\u0103\u201d (la fisticul fistichiu).
\n\u201eCu aceast\u0103 fa\u021b\u0103 nou\u0103 pentru poezie\u201d, poeta \u00eei
\ntransmite, cititorului, unele avertismente
\nlirice:1) \u201e\u00een c\u0103r\u021bi violatori droga\u021bi cu\u021bite\/
\n\u00eenlocuiesc pove\u0219tile frumoase\u201d. 2) \u201epoezia
\ntrebuie s\u0103-\u021bi c\u00e2nte\/\u2026\/ s\u0103 te \u00eenal\u021be cu o
\ntreapt\u0103\/spre cerul atins de tine\/ poezia trebuie\/
\ns\u0103 se \u00eentrupeze\/ \u00eentr-o fiin\u021b\u0103 vie\u201d. 3) E vremea:
\n\u201ehaide\u021bi, scularea, gongul sun\u0103\/\u0219i clopotul
\ncum c\u0103 e bal!\/ haide\u021bi, scularea, omi \u0219i oame\/
\nmie mi-e foame\/de real\u201d.
\nMesajul dens \u015fi cuprinz\u0103tor: ratarea,
\n(ne)fericirea, damnarea dublat\u0103 de revolte,
\npoetizarea adesea intens\u0103 se \u00eenvecineaz\u0103 cu
\naglomer\u0103ri metonimice, iar tentativele
\nsuprarealiste contribuie \u015fi ele la coordonatele
\nunui scris \u201efurios, anti-contemplativ\/ ludic,
\nironic, fioros\/ fiindc\u0103 nu vreau s\u0103 rod niciun
\nos\/din cartea de poezie a lumii\u201d (cea mai
\nromantic\u0103 fat\u0103 din urbe). Jocul acesta liric,
\nnostalgic\/ suprarealistic place: \u201ec\u00e2nd mi-ai
\nap\u0103rut \u00een cale\/ cu i\u021bari \u0219i cu sandale\/
\nmust\u0103cioar\u0103 errol fynn\/ ochi \u2013 tinctur\u0103 de
\npelin\/am \u0219tiut c\u0103 mi-e\u0219ti alesul\/cum \u00ee\u0219i \u0219tie
\nturcul fesul\u201d (\u0219apte vie\u021bi de-a\u0219 mai avea). \u201eCe
\nculoare au visele poe\u021bilor\u201d? se \u00eentreab\u0103 poeta.
\nPoate \u201es-au s\u0103turat de permut\u0103ri de
\ncuvinte\/\u2026\/ \u0219i nici nu mai e de bonton\/s\u0103 o
\njoci pe maica Tereza\/sau pe Robin Hood\/ \u00een
\npoezie\u201d (sau) \u201ev-a\u021bi \u00eentrebat vreodat\u0103\/ce s-ar
\nalege de lume\/dac\u0103 el s-ar revolta \u00eentr-o
\nzi\/dac\u0103 s-ar smulge din chingi\/\u0219i ar pleca
\nhaihui prin ora\u0219\u201d (sac de box). \u00cen concluzie:
\n\u201epoetesa tace \u0219i patineaz\u0103 semnul infinit\/pe
\nghea\u021ba sub\u021bire\u201d a unui \u201egadget de condensat
\npoezia\u201d numai al ei. Altfel \u201evraja s-ar rupe \u0219i
\npoezia ar fugi\u201d, ori \u201e\u00eencepi s\u0103 scrii pe toate
\ngardurile\/c\u0103 e\u0219ti fericit\u201d. Lectura acestei c\u0103r\u021bi
\n\u00ee\u021bi d\u0103 o dispozi\u021bie erotic\u0103 casanovian\u0103 ce nu
\nsufer\u0103 limit\u0103ri \u0219i rutine.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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