{"id":13507,"date":"2021-02-10T12:55:50","date_gmt":"2021-02-10T09:55:50","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=13507"},"modified":"2021-02-10T12:55:50","modified_gmt":"2021-02-10T09:55:50","slug":"literadura-nr-4-4","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=13507","title":{"rendered":"Literadura nr. 4 (4)"},"content":{"rendered":"

La mul\u021bi ani, s\u0103rb\u0103tori\u021bilor lunii
\naprilie!<\/strong><\/p>\n

3 Aprilie- Florentin Popescu
\n5 Aprilie- Tudor Cicu
\n8 Aprilie- Gabriel Andreescu
\n16 Aprilie- Nina Beldie
\n16 Aprilie- Nistor T\u0103n\u0103sescu
\n19 Aprilie- Trandafir S\u00eempetru
\n23 Aprilie- Pr. prof. Dr. Mihail Milea
\n26 Aprilie- C\u0103lin Ghe\u021bu
\n30 Aprilie \u2013 Passionaria Stoicescu<\/p>\n

Virgil MATEI<\/strong><\/p>\n

O INVITA\u021aIE<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u2026 ciudat\u0103, dar, totodat\u0103, de nerefuzat. I-am dat
\ncurs, nici prin g\u00e2nd nu mi-ar fi trecut s\u0103 n-o iau \u00een
\nseam\u0103, de vreme ce urma s\u0103 fiu, pentru o zi
\nnumai, oaspetele Br\u0103ilei anului\u2026 1368. E o
\ndiminea\u021b\u0103 c\u0103ldu\u021b\u0103, de \u00eenceput de mai, f\u0103r\u0103 nor \u0219i
\nf\u0103r\u0103 v\u00e2nt, cu o p\u00e2cl\u0103 dens\u0103. \u00censo\u021bitorul meu \u0219i-a
\nluat \u00een serios \u00eens\u0103rcinarea de a m\u0103 conduce prin
\ncetate. M\u0103 a\u0219tepta la locul cuvenit cu un car tras
\nde doi cai murgi, \u00eens\u0103 declinai oferta, d\u00e2ndu-i de
\n\u00een\u021beles c\u0103 mersul pe jos \u00eemi prie\u0219te. Pornim,
\na\u0219adar, la pas, odat\u0103 cu urcu\u0219ul soarelui pe bolt\u0103,
\napuc\u00e2nd pe o strad\u0103 care, la \u00eenceput, mergea drept
\nprintre tufi\u0219uri de salc\u00e2m \u0219i m\u0103ce\u0219, cobor\u00e2nd, mai
\napoi, c\u0103tre fluviu. Strada e destul de l\u0103rgu\u021b\u0103,
\npietruit\u0103 pe unele por\u021biuni, du\u0219umit\u0103 pe altele. Dea
\nlungul trotuarelor, nu tocmai late, se \u00eenal\u021b\u0103 case
\ndin chirpici, din b\u00e2rne, dar si din marmur\u0103
\n\u00eenc\u0103rcate cu ornamente din ipsos si din aram\u0103.
\nStrada e tixit\u0103 de lume, b\u0103nuiesc c\u0103 se petrece
\nceva, nu \u0219tiu ce anume, cert e c\u0103 locuitorii lunec\u0103
\nlovindu-se de cai \u0219i boi, de hamali \u00eencovoia\u021bi sub
\npoveri uria\u0219e. O g\u0103l\u0103gie confuz\u0103 dar, totusi,
\nnesup\u0103r\u0103toare acoper\u0103 strada, ne\u0219tiind ce s\u0103 bag
\nmai \u00eent\u00e2i \u00een seam\u0103 : pe pescarul ce m\u0103 \u00eembie cu
\nun cr\u0103pu\u0219tean abia luat de pe o piatr\u0103 \u00eencins\u0103 \u0219i
\n\u00eenvelit \u00een foi de lipan? Pe v\u00e2nz\u0103torii de \u021bes\u0103turi de
\nDamasc ce-\u0219i ademenesc clien\u021bii b\u0103t\u00e2nd \u00een
\ndarabanele tejghelelor tocite? Pe \u021b\u00e2ncii care se
\n\u00eempiedic\u0103 \u00een poalele mamelor cer\u00e2nd de m\u00e2ncare
\nsau pe cer\u0219etorii \u0219i orbii ce-\u0219i prosl\u0103vesc
\nbete\u0219ugurile? Din pr\u0103v\u0103liile a\u0219ezate la r\u00e2nd r\u0103zbat
\nglasurile dogite ale v\u00e2nz\u0103torilor de postav, de
\nmirodenii, de \u00eenc\u0103l\u021b\u0103minte, de harna\u0219amente
\npentru cai. La gheretele ce blocheaz\u0103 trotuarul se
\nv\u00e2nd de-ale gurii, de la tochitur\u0103 de porc p\u00e2n\u0103 la
\ncovrigi cu susan. Un vl\u0103jgan spilcuit, \u00eencins cu
\nun sor\u021b cu buzunare largi \u00ee\u0219i prezint\u0103 marfa
\ntr\u0103g\u00e2ndu-ne de m\u00e2nec\u0103, doar-doar i-om cump\u0103ra
\nc\u00e2rna\u021bi \u0219i pl\u0103cinte de pe tav\u0103. Z\u0103bovesc ceva mai
\nmult \u00een fa\u021ba unei rot\u0103rii. Aici afacerile merg
\nstrun\u0103, de vreme ce c\u0103ru\u021ba se poate comanda pe
\nloc. C\u00e2t s\u0103 te plimbi p\u00e2n\u0103 jos, devale, la g\u00e2rl\u0103, c\u00e2t
\ns\u0103 te tocme\u0219ti cu un spi\u021ber \u0219i te-ai \u0219i v\u0103zut pe
\nloitrea caru\u021bei. La o \u00eentret\u0103iere, lumea se opre\u0219te,
\nse-nghesuie \u0219i prive\u0219te la cercul r\u0103mas gol \u00een
\ncentru : un hamal t\u00e2n\u0103r, cu pielea t\u0103b\u0103cit\u0103 era
\njudecat \u00een public pentru c\u0103, \u00een urm\u0103 cu o noapte
\nfurase dou\u0103 valuri de \u021bes\u0103turi de pe barcazul unui
\ngrec. Din nou ne-am pierdut \u00een labirintul unor
\nulicioare, p\u00e2n\u0103 c\u00e2nd, cobor\u00e2nd o pant\u0103, ne-a
\nap\u0103rut, brusc, \u00een fa\u021ba ochilor, nefiresc de lat\u0103,
\nDun\u0103rea. Ne-am urcat \u00eentr-o barc\u0103 ce mirosea a
\ncatran, semn c\u0103 era proasp\u0103t c\u0103l\u0103f\u0103tuit\u0103. Am
\np\u0103truns, nu dup\u0103 mult\u0103 vreme, \u00eentr-un lumini\u0219
\nverde din mijlocul unei p\u0103duri inundate. Li\u0219i\u021be
\nsurii, g\u00e2\u0219te g\u0103l\u0103gioase, lebede ce-\u0219i purtau puii \u00een
\nspate zbur\u0103t\u0103ceau st\u00e2rnind br\u0103di\u0219ul fraged.
\nBerzele si b\u00e2tlanii se roteau deasupra noastr\u0103 \u00een
\ncercuri ame\u021bitoare. Pescari cu lotci pline cu pe\u0219te
\ntr\u0103geau din r\u0103sputeri la rame \u00eendrept\u00e2ndu-se c\u0103tre
\ncas\u0103 dup\u0103 o noapte norocoas\u0103. \u00centr-un sf\u00e2r\u0219it
\nie\u0219ir\u0103m pe un bra\u021b al fluviului ce-l sim\u021bir\u0103m dup\u0103
\ncurent \u0219i o apucar\u0103m \u00een sus, c\u0103tre v\u0103rsare, pe
\nmalul cel\u0103lalt, la Ghecet. Dup\u0103 ce acostar\u0103m,
\nurcar\u0103m malul \u0219i ne pierdur\u0103m pe uli\u021be \u00een\u021besate de
\nb\u0103rci reparate \u0219i preg\u0103tite s\u0103 plece la pescuit.
\nCopiii se h\u00e2rjoneau pe la por\u021bile larg deschise,
\nporcii \u0219i g\u0103inile dormitau s\u0103tule pe gr\u0103mezi de
\npapur\u0103, iar berzele, impasibile, plesnind a
\nmul\u021bumire din pliscurile uria\u0219e \u00ee\u0219i vedeau de
\ncuiburile lor de pe acoperi\u0219uri. \u00cen colibe de stuf \u00ee\u0219i
\nduceau via\u021ba oameni c\u0103rora le at\u00e2rnau b\u0103rbi p\u00e2n\u0103
\naproape de br\u00e2u \u0219i care purtau peste c\u0103m\u0103\u0219i br\u00e2uri
\nlate, \u00eenflorate. De fapt un asemenea pescar tr\u0103gea
\nla v\u00e2slele b\u0103rcii noastre. Am traversat Dun\u0103rea
\nceva mai la vale, prinz\u00e2ndu-ne de cel\u0103lalt mal
\nal\u0103turi de o puzderie de b\u0103rci ancorate la un cheu
\nde lemn. O lini\u0219te nefireasc\u0103 acoperea acum
\n\u00eentregul port. Aveam s\u0103 aflu \u0219i de ce : era ora c\u00e2nd
\nhamalii \u00eencetau lucrul, sco\u021b\u00e2ndu-\u0219i merindele din
\ntraiste, aciu\u00e2ndu-se la umbr\u0103, goi p\u00e2n\u0103 la br\u00e2u,
\npentru a-\u0219i lua, \u00een tihn\u0103, masa. Prilej \u0219i pentru
\nmine de a privi mai \u00een lini\u0219te portul. La cheu erau
\nancorate zeci de ambarca\u021biuni, dar dintre toate una
\n\u00eemi atrase aten\u021bia: venise tocmai din Liban,
\n\u00eenc\u0103rcat\u0103 cu lemn de cedru, mirodenii, t\u0103m\u00e2ie,
\nlucruri fine din metale scumpe, baloturi de
\n\u021bes\u0103turi. La schimb, burdu\u0219eau cala cu gr\u00e2u. Un
\n\u0219ir nesf\u00e2r\u0219it de c\u0103ru\u021be \u00eenainta \u00een pas de melc \u00een
\nb\u0103taia soarelui. Hamalii, atletici, cu cefele ca de
\ntaur \u00ee\u0219i reluaser\u0103 lucrul, desc\u0103rc\u00e2nd sacii \u00een
\np\u00e2ntecele nes\u0103tul al vasului. Mai la vale, \u00eentr-o
\nalt\u0103 corabie se \u00eenc\u0103rcau butii cu vin aduse de
\ndeparte, de pe drumurile Moldovei \u0219i lemn de
\nbrad. Dup\u0103 vorb\u0103, marinarii p\u0103reau a fi greci.
\n\u00censo\u021bitorul meu \u00eemi spuse c\u0103 veniser\u0103 tocmai din
\nRodos, parteneri tradi\u021bionali, serio\u0219i. Aveam s\u0103-i
\nrev\u0103d seara, \u00een jurul unei mese \u00eentinse \u00een fa\u021ba unui
\nhan de pe buza Dun\u0103rii, \u00eenconjura\u021bi de l\u0103utari \u0219i de
\nfete frumoase, cu ochi t\u0103cu\u021bi, ce \u00eei adulau cu o
\ndezinvoltur\u0103 plin\u0103 de \u00eendr\u0103zneal\u0103. La o alt\u0103 mas\u0103,
\nceva mai retras\u0103 \u0219i cu \u0219taif, un grup de oameni
\n\u00eembr\u0103ca\u021bi mai altfel dec\u00e2t cei ai locului \u00eemi atrase
\naten\u021bia. Sunt negustori bra\u0219oveni – m\u0103 l\u0103muri
\n\u00eenso\u021bitorul. Coborau prin pasul Predealului, luau
\ndrumul Buz\u0103ului \u0219i R\u00e2mnicului, desh\u0103m\u00e2nd apoi
\ncaii \u00een portul Br\u0103ilei, de\u0219ert\u00e2nd din c\u0103ru\u021be sare,
\nlemn de brad \u0219i de fag, butoaie cu miere de
\nalbine, l\u0103zi cu arme, pulbere, \u00eembr\u0103c\u0103minte cu
\nfireturi, m\u0103run\u021bi\u0219uri din cositor \u0219i aram\u0103
\nstr\u0103lucitoare. F\u0103ceau nego\u021b cu br\u0103ilenii, \u00een special
\nde cereale. De mare folos le fu \u00eensu\u0219i privilegiul
\npe care \u00eel acordase, \u00een iarna ce trecuse domnul
\nVlaicu, lor, bra\u0219ovenilor. Acum puteau s\u0103 \u00eencheie
\nafaceri la lumina zilei, s\u0103-\u0219i caute parteneri
\nserio\u0219i \u0219i, de ce nu, unii dintre ei s\u0103 se stabileasc\u0103
\n\u0219i s\u0103-\u0219i \u00eentemeieze familii pe malurile b\u0103tr\u00e2nului
\nfluviu.
\nCu invita\u021bia \u00een m\u00e2n\u0103, mul\u021bumii \u00eenso\u021bitorului
\nmeu de-o zi pentru ospitalitate, l\u0103s\u00e2nd \u00een urm\u0103
\nDun\u0103rea cu malurile sale pline de m\u0103rfuri, cu
\ntumultul portului, cu imaginea \u0219irului de hamali
\ncu saci \u00een spate, cu marinari \u00eenfierb\u00e2nta\u021bi de nurii
\nfetelor, g\u00e2ndind c\u0103, uneori, \u00eenchipuirile sunt
\naievea cu unele realit\u0103\u021bi.<\/p>\n


\nDaniela P\u00c2RVU DORIN<\/strong><\/p>\n

Dezastru bacovian<\/strong><\/p>\n

Nu \u015ftiu dac\u0103 eu plec, unde sunt
\nsau dac\u0103 m\u0103-ntorc \u0103sta-i
\nun veritabil blestem!
\ns\u0103 n-ai lini\u015fte, drum drept,
\ns\u0103 n-ai somn
\nto\u0163i de pe margine sunt \u00eembr\u0103ca\u0163i \u00een negru
\ncei din morminte-\u015fi vor trupurile \u00eenapoi
\nce dezastru bacovian!
\nnu po\u0163i re\u00eenvia \u00een nici o diminea\u0163\u0103
\nte dor ploile, fricile\u2026
\nnimic nu ram\u00e2ne din noi
\nnumai golul se-ad\u00e2nce\u015fte \u00een tine
\n\u015fi te \u0163ine viu\u2026
\np\u00e2n\u0103-ntr-o zi c\u00e2nd
\ncineva aprinde-n bezn\u0103 stelele\u015fi
\ne\u015fti salvat!
\nexact c\u00e2nd lumea se preg\u0103te\u015fte s\u0103 moar\u0103
\nsau s\u0103 pl\u00e2ng\u0103, nu mai \u015ftiu\u2026 <\/p>\n

Poezia e o pas\u0103re
\nCeva din c\u00e2ntecul acela duios
\n\u00eemi pune cuv\u00e2ntul la t\u00e2mpl\u0103 \u00een semn de arm\u0103 –
\npoezia e o pas\u0103re \u00eengropat\u0103 \u00een os
\n\u015fi tot ce ating cu carnea ei\u2026 mi se sf\u0103rm\u0103!
\nSimt o muzic\u0103 alb\u0103 \u00een pa\u015fi\u2026
\n\u0162in cuv\u00e2ntul
\nla t\u00e2mpl\u0103 \u00een semn de arm\u0103,
\ncine-mi ascunde anii r\u0103ma\u015fi!?
\nSufletul cui mi se ascunde \u00een palm\u0103?
\nSim\u0163 propria-mi lacrim\u0103 \u00eengropat\u0103 \u00een os
\n\u015fi s\u00e2ngele pl\u00e2ns mu\u0163ind deodat\u0103,
\ncineva m\u0103 chinuie \u00een chip dureros,
\ncum numai cuv\u00e2ntul m\u0103 chinuia c\u00e2teodat\u0103\u2026<\/p>\n


\nC\u0103lin SORIN<\/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


\nLa micul dejun<\/strong><\/p>\n

Las\u0103-m\u0103! Nu-mi cere s\u0103-\u021bi caut pe buze
\nMiresme de c\u00e2mp, copit\u0103 de vit\u0103 n\u0103t\u00e2ng\u0103.
\nNu-i cere limbii mele rom\u00e2ne, de ora\u0219,
\nS\u0103 priveasc\u0103 \u00een cerul gurii tale mizerii de
\nvorbe, p\u0103tima\u0219e.
\nUit\u0103-m\u0103! Pentru tine sunt acela\u0219i hornar
\nVenit s\u0103-\u021bi cure\u021be urechile de fumuri, de
\ncuvinte jegoase.
\nPentru tine sunt acela\u0219i cosa\u0219
\nPus s\u0103-\u021bi rad\u0103 de p\u0103duchi \u021beasta slinoas\u0103.
\nUcide-m\u0103! Spune-mi c\u0103-s bou \u0219i pune-m\u0103-n
\njug
\nS\u0103-\u021bi t\u00e2r\u00e2i trupul greoi \u0219i fecund.
\nSpune-mi c\u0103-s animal bun de d\u00e2rval\u0103
\nS\u0103-\u021bi trag caii de ham, din zori p\u00e2n\u0103-n sear\u0103.
\nUr\u0103\u0219te-m\u0103! Nu-s bun nici de-o ciorb\u0103 acr\u0103,
\nDreas\u0103 cu bale, venin, cucut\u0103 \u0219i pasc\u0103.
\nNu-s om ca s\u0103 m\u0103 la\u0219i un strop de minut
\nVia\u021ba din plin s\u0103-\u021bi s\u0103rut.<\/p>\n


\nDiana-Ariana ZBURLEA<\/strong><\/p>\n

Student\u0103 \u00een anul I la Facultatea de Litere a
\nUniversit\u0103\u021bii din Bucure\u0219ti<\/p>\n

Pierderi<\/strong><\/p>\n

Visul meu, precum o pas\u0103re
\nFecioar\u0103 \u00eenc\u0103, \u00een ale adierii aripilor.
\nDin el r\u0103mase doar o floare, visul meu…
\nCea pe care n-o vei \u00eent\u00eelni niciodat\u0103
\nPe c\u0103r\u0103ri pietruite ori gr\u0103dini, treier\u00eend.
\nAr mai vrea s\u0103 r\u0103m\u00een\u0103, s\u0103 m\u0103 chinuie
\nO lacrim\u0103 de rou\u0103 pe rana uscat\u0103,
\nDar visul meu e nehot\u0103r\u00eet.
\n\u00cemb\u0103tr\u00eene\u0219ti, visule, sub crusta de copac
\nIar la moarte, vei \u00eenvia! Ce \u00eenalt vei fi!
\nSuperb\u0103 nimicnicie, veselie efemer\u0103 \u0219i bizar\u0103
\nC\u00eend privirea se-odihne\u0219te \u2013
\nVei \u0219ti \u0219i vei r\u0103m\u00eene vis.
\nE\u0219ti al meu, ca o piatr\u0103 funerar\u0103
\nUnde noi, fluturi \u0219i viermi, str\u00eengem amintiri.
\nM\u0103-nsp\u0103im\u00eent\u0103 lacrima de rou\u0103
\nPe rana frun\u021bii, uscat\u0103, unde-mi ascund
\nsufletul
\nS\u0103 nu m\u0103 \u00eenvie iar\u0103\u0219i, negre\u0219it
\nC\u0103ci Durerea nu va-nceta din a r\u00eede cu mil\u0103
\nDe \u00eencerc\u0103rile zadarnice… de eliberare.<\/p>\n


\nAlbatro\u0219ii<\/strong><\/p>\n

N\u0103uci, albi \u0219i tremur\u00eend
\nAlbatro\u0219ii pl\u00eeng \u00een dep\u0103rtare.
\nAripile lor le\u0219in\u0103 greu
\nPeste spumele s\u0103rate
\n\u0218i sub ochii unor copii
\nCe dorm t\u0103cu\u021bi pe \u021b\u0103rm
\nSe-nal\u021b\u0103 \u00een spectre de lumin\u0103.<\/p>\n

Ei sunt \u00eentr-un dans cu moartea
\nCe nu suport\u0103 am\u00eenare
\nLa reflux \u00ee\u0219i aud duhul
\nZbier\u00eend natura ce-i a\u0219teapt\u0103
\nUnde vor putea s\u0103 r\u0103sufle
\n\u00cen copaci, ca \u0219i-ntre valuri
\n\u00cen ceruri, ca \u0219i-ntre ale aerului b\u0103t\u0103i de aripi
\n\u00cen iubire, ca \u0219i-n oroarea nop\u021bii.<\/p>\n

C\u00eerpi\u021bi, molateci \u0219i frugali,
\nAcum pl\u00eeng mila raiului
\n\u0218i fug de-aceasta-n mucegai
\n\u00ce\u0219i ascund ochii cu aripile
\n\u0218i pier iar\u0103, \u00eencet \u0219i mut
\nMai lini dec\u00eet secunda,
\nMai goi dec\u00eet ghea\u021ba
\nA\u0219tept\u00eend sc\u0103ldarea-n negrele maree.<\/p>\n

***
\n
\nMugurel RO\u0218CA (Buz\u0103u<\/strong>)<\/p>\n

Tinere\u021be frumoas\u0103 cu nebuniile tale
\nAi fugit de la mine mi-s anii de\u0219er\u021bi
\nO umbr\u0103 m\u0103 simt far\u0103 vlag\u0103, m\u0103 ier\u021bi
\nA\u0219 dorii s\u0103 mai merg pe c\u0103r\u0103rile tale.<\/p>\n

Dar cum s\u0103 m-adun din moloz \u0219i cenu\u0219\u0103
\nc\u00e2nd v\u00e2ntul s\u0103lbatic \u00eemi spulber\u0103 toate
\n\u0219i g\u00e2nduri \u0219i visuri \u0219i firea-mi supus\u0103,
\nbiet pheonix n\u0103scut ,dar cu sete de moarte.<\/p>\n

\u00cencerc s\u0103 \u00eennod firul vie\u021bii, de mun\u021bi
\n\u00cen floarea de col\u021b s\u0103 m\u0103 leg\u0103n pu\u021bin,
\nS\u0103 cuprind \u201eorizontul\u201d \u0219i tu s\u0103 m-alin\u021bi
\n\u00een fl\u0103c\u0103ri e st\u00e2nca… \u0219i ceru-i senin!<\/p>\n

***
\n
\nNicu POPESCU (Buz\u0103u)<\/strong><\/p>\n

Mergea \u00een zig-zag
\n\u00centr-un ora\u0219 \u00eentunecat, plin de ruine .
\nCu florile de aur, din vechile morminte
\n\u00cenmiresmate-n praf suflat de v\u00e2ntul aspru,
\nCare m\u0103 striga.
\nM\u0103 striga pe nume
\nDar nu era el .
\nA ocolit p\u0103m\u00e2ntul
\n\u00cen plin\u0103 r\u0103suflare
\nPictat pe un cavou de marmur\u0103 cioplit\u0103,
\n\u0218tears\u0103 de parfumul acelei flori ce moare
\n\u0218i-acum pe ve\u0219nicia aceea ne\u0219tiut\u0103.
\nDebut<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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