{"id":13809,"date":"2021-03-01T10:25:40","date_gmt":"2021-03-01T07:25:40","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=13809"},"modified":"2021-03-18T10:57:10","modified_gmt":"2021-03-18T07:57:10","slug":"literadura-nr-2-5","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=13809","title":{"rendered":"Literadura nr. 1 (5)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>\u201eqPOEM este proiectul celei mai solidare<br \/>\ncomunit\u0103\u021bi de poe\u021bi \u0219i iubitori de poezie.<br \/>\nFacebook-ul i-a str\u00e2ns pe to\u021bi \u00eentr-o<br \/>\nuria\u0219\u0103 fil\u0103 comun\u0103 pe deasupra invidiilor.<br \/>\nAstfel \u00eenc\u00e2t, \u00een orice parte te-ai pierde,<br \/>\npoezia este peste tot, tot a\u0219a cum centrul<br \/>\neste peste tot\u201d<\/strong>. &#8211; C\u0102LIN VLASIE<\/p>\n<p><strong><br \/>\nGABI SCHUSTER<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>Nou\u0103 gheme<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Penelopa<br \/>\ntricota<\/p>\n<p>Penelopa<br \/>\ntricota \u00een jurul g\u00e2tului<br \/>\n\u00een jurul ora\u0219ului<br \/>\n\u00een jurul c\u00e2ntecului<br \/>\n\u00een jurul a\u0219tept\u0103rii<br \/>\n\u00een rotundul c\u00e2ntecului<\/p>\n<p>avea nou\u0103 gheme<br \/>\nle tot schimba \u00eentre ele<br \/>\ns\u0103 nu se goleasc\u0103<br \/>\nsoarele le umplea diminea\u021ba la loc<br \/>\ndar nop\u021bile trebuiau traversate<br \/>\ncu luntrea \u0219i puntea<br \/>\nb\u0103teau la geam fantasme<br \/>\nv\u0103luri de timp irevocabil<br \/>\nintrau pe sub u\u0219\u0103 odat\u0103 cu \u00eentunericul<\/p>\n<p>biata de ea<br \/>\nPenelopei<br \/>\n\u00eei amor\u021beau g\u00e2ndurile<br \/>\nporumbeii c\u0103l\u0103tori duceau \u0219i ultima<br \/>\nraz\u0103 de speran\u021b\u0103<br \/>\ndeparte<br \/>\nunde iubitul<br \/>\ndormea lini\u0219tit<br \/>\nuitase de ea<br \/>\npentru o bun\u0103 bucat\u0103 de timp<br \/>\n\u00ee\u0219i f\u0103cea datoria homeric\u0103<br \/>\npe data de ieri<br \/>\n\u00eenceput\u0103 alalt\u0103ieri<\/p>\n<p><strong><br \/>\nOchiul drumului<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Am clinc\u0103nit fals<br \/>\npatul r\u0103stoarn\u0103<br \/>\ncadavrele visurilor nedormite<br \/>\npe un picior de lemn<br \/>\npantofii \u00eemi pleac\u0103<br \/>\ndesperechea\u021bi<br \/>\nsingura fereastr\u0103 anemic\u0103<br \/>\niese pe u\u0219\u0103<br \/>\n\u00eentunericul<br \/>\nochiul drumului<br \/>\nse-\u00eenl\u0103n\u021buie \u00eenapoi<br \/>\nnu<br \/>\na\u0219 fi putut<br \/>\ns\u0103 uit<br \/>\ncodindu-m\u0103 pe pasul Golgotei<br \/>\nnu<br \/>\ndin coptul zilei<br \/>\nse dezl\u0103n\u021buie lumina<br \/>\ncurg\u00e2nd \u00eenapoi<br \/>\ndiminea\u021ba sau seara?<br \/>\n\u00een mijloc tac<br \/>\nnimicul<\/p>\n<p><strong><br \/>\nPar stele<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Ai ascultat pl\u00e2nsul \u0219i r\u00e2sul somnului<br \/>\ns\u0103-mi poveste\u0219ti ce ai aflat<br \/>\ndespre trecerea dintre na\u0219tere \u0219i moarte<br \/>\nacele lucruri at\u00e2t de ad\u00e2nci<br \/>\nde nu se pot rosti, n-au nume<br \/>\nse-\u00een\u0219iruiesc umbre t\u0103cute<br \/>\n\u00een aerul nemi\u0219cat<br \/>\npar stele \u00eenghe\u021bate pe miez de foc<br \/>\nlacrimi scurse pe pieptul netimpurilor<br \/>\niubirea nu-\u0219i vede ad\u00e2ncul dec\u00e2t \u00een desp\u0103r\u021bire<br \/>\nmoartea numai \u00een na\u0219tere<\/p>\n<p><strong><br \/>\nOTTILIA ARDELEANU<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>de parc\u0103 a\u0219 fi dormit ad\u00e2nc pe pieptul Lui<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>eu nu mai \u0219tiu ce \u00eenseamn\u0103 \u00eenviere<br \/>\nce \u00eenseamn\u0103 un drum curat \u00eemp\u0103nat cu s\u0103lcii<br \/>\nfigura unui om bl\u00e2nd cobor\u00e2t pe scara divin\u0103<br \/>\nca s\u0103 pricep sufletul f\u0103r\u0103 poveri<\/p>\n<p>eu nu mai \u0219tiu ce \u00eenseamn\u0103 Dumnezeu<br \/>\nniciun chip de aici nu seam\u0103n\u0103 cu al S\u0103u<br \/>\nnev\u0103zut<br \/>\nm\u0103 \u00eenchin Cuiva de care am nevoie<br \/>\n\u0219i chinul se \u00eenal\u021b\u0103 ca o pas\u0103re piere \u00een cer<\/p>\n<p>tr\u0103iesc l\u00e2ng\u0103 o biseric\u0103 \u0219i fiecare sf\u00e2nt<br \/>\n\u00eemparte lumin\u0103 cu dumicatul<br \/>\ndintr-un trup de dragoste care nu doare<br \/>\nnici m\u0103car<br \/>\natunci c\u00e2nd o t\u0103iem cu \u00eentunericul nostru<\/p>\n<p>visez c\u0103 vii cu bra\u021bele deschise<br \/>\ncopil\u0103re\u0219te m\u0103 iei de m\u00e2ini \u0219i m\u0103 rote\u0219ti<br \/>\n\u00een sensul coroanei de spini<br \/>\nlumea se clatin\u0103 se face o ap\u0103 mare<br \/>\nDumnezeu pare c\u0103 se \u00eeneac\u0103<br \/>\n\u0219i eu sar s\u0103-L salvez<\/p>\n<p><strong><br \/>\nnu e o hain\u0103 de ocazie<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>singur\u0103tatea este cu un num\u0103r mai mare dec\u00e2t<br \/>\nmine<br \/>\ncu toate astea am tras-o pe mine ce prostie<br \/>\ns\u0103 cred c\u0103 o astfel de hain\u0103 ar putea s\u0103-mi<br \/>\nascund\u0103 formele<br \/>\nde triste\u021be de nemul\u021bumire de nesiguran\u021b\u0103 prea<br \/>\nfix mulat\u0103<br \/>\nar \u00eentoarce privirile ar atrage iar eu nu vreau<br \/>\ns\u0103 m\u0103 \u0219tie oamenii c\u0103<br \/>\nm\u0103 \u00eembrac modern ar putea spune c\u0103 poe\u021bii<br \/>\nsunt mai sobri<\/p>\n<p>dar nu haina face pe om<br \/>\na\u0219 prefera o rochie pastelat\u0103 de iubire mai<br \/>\nsus de genunchi a\u0219a cum \u00ee\u021bi pl\u0103cea \u021bie<\/p>\n<p>f\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103 vreau o port pe vremea asta<br \/>\ncapricioas\u0103 mi se lipe\u0219te de coapse de parc\u0103<br \/>\nar vrea s\u0103 afle c\u00e2t din tine a mai r\u0103mas<br \/>\n\u00eemi pic\u0103 greu trebuia s\u0103-mi \u00eenchipui c\u0103 n-am<br \/>\ns-o g\u0103sesc vreodat\u0103<br \/>\nla pre\u021b redus<\/p>\n<p><strong><br \/>\nunul l\u00e2ng\u0103 altul<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>norii scriu poeme triste p\u0103s\u0103ri despre trecutul<br \/>\nc\u0103rora<br \/>\nnu \u0219tiu nimic \u00eentr-o ap\u0103 neagr\u0103 nu po\u021bi vedea<br \/>\nchipuri<br \/>\ndoar fumul unei vie\u021bi risipite pe g\u00e2nduri \u0219i pe<br \/>\nvise<br \/>\no m\u00e2n\u0103 de nelini\u0219ti m\u0103 ia pe dup\u0103 umeri \u0219i<br \/>\nrochia se face<br \/>\nvaluri nesigure pe mersul lor de-a lungul<br \/>\ndestinului<br \/>\nse-mpiedic\u0103 de st\u00e2nci \u00eemi cad la picioare<\/p>\n<p>pe \u021b\u0103rmul \u0103sta pierd suflet cum ai r\u0103m\u00e2ne<br \/>\nlefter<br \/>\n\u00eemi pierd pa\u0219ii spre tine acuma \u0219ter\u0219i<br \/>\ncum \u0219tergi desenele nereu\u0219ite \u0219i le arunci<\/p>\n<p>doar eu \u0219i aceast\u0103 nuan\u021b\u0103 \u00eenchis\u0103 ca un<br \/>\nteritoriu \u00een care<br \/>\ndragostea nu are ce c\u0103uta dincolo de simpla<br \/>\nprivire \u00een gol<br \/>\ncitesc cerul poezia mea despre singur\u0103tate se<br \/>\n\u00eennopteaz\u0103<\/p>\n<p><strong><br \/>\nELENA LUIZA IVANOF<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>I<br \/>\nSunt \u0219i eu un Kafka pe malul m\u0103rii<br \/>\nUn Camus izbit de st\u00e2nci<br \/>\nAg\u0103\u021bat de ultima creang\u0103 a libert\u0103\u021bii celor<br \/>\nsminti\u021bi.<br \/>\n\u0218i eu caut piatra de intrare<br \/>\n\u00cen inima p\u0103durii, \u00een inima fetei \u00een albastru,<br \/>\n\u00cen inima cerului albastru amputat de nori<br \/>\n\u0218i eu \u00eemi caut jum\u0103tatea de umbr\u0103<br \/>\n\u00cen v\u0103ile t\u00e2nguirii, printre fluiere de pisic\u0103<br \/>\nM\u0103 caut pe mine, cel dint\u00e2i<br \/>\nEu cel dinainte de r\u0103zboi<br \/>\nEu cel dinainte de a-i fi ars\u0103 biblioteca<br \/>\ninterioar\u0103<br \/>\nEu cel dinainte de goliciune \u0219i efemer<br \/>\nEu-infinitul, eu-copilul lui Dumnezeu,<br \/>\nEu cel dinainte de Oedip, eu cel dinainte de<br \/>\n\u0219arpe<\/p>\n<p>II<br \/>\nUrm\u0103ream cu arcul<br \/>\nToate galaxiile alea rotunde, perfecte<br \/>\nBune de smuls din degetele infinitului<br \/>\n\u0218i m\u0103 sim\u021beam un altfel de Prometeu<br \/>\nZ\u00e2mbeam \u00een col\u021bul gurii<br \/>\nS\u0103 \u0219tiu c\u0103 eu v\u00e2nez pentru omenire<br \/>\nC\u0103 o hr\u0103nesc cu m\u00e2inile mele apolitice<br \/>\n\u0218i f\u0103r\u0103 s\u00e2nge \u00een vene<br \/>\nDoar cu mult\u0103 ambrozie \u00een falange<\/p>\n<p>III<br \/>\n\u00cen fond, corbii se \u00eenfrupt\u0103 laolalt\u0103 cu leii<br \/>\nCe-au a face aripile cu p\u0103m\u00e2ntul de sub t\u0103lpile<br \/>\nmele?<br \/>\nOricum, nimeni nu are s\u0103 \u00een\u021beleag\u0103 niciodat\u0103<br \/>\nStructura c\u0103rnii muceg\u0103ite sau p\u00e2ntecele<br \/>\nneroditor al c\u0103prioarei<br \/>\n\u0218i vor str\u00e2mba cu to\u021bii din nas c\u00e2nd vor da la<br \/>\no parte<br \/>\nVoalul neprih\u0103nit al fecioarei \u0219i vor r\u0103s\u0103rii<br \/>\nviermii<br \/>\nS\u0103 nu m\u0103 \u00eentreba\u021bi pe mine atunci despre<br \/>\nsemnifica\u021bia lutului<br \/>\nn-am urm\u0103rit eu corbii, nu m-am \u00eentrecut cu<br \/>\nleii<br \/>\n\u0219i n-am momit eu c\u0103prioara \u00een col\u021bul din<br \/>\nst\u00e2nga al mor\u021bii<br \/>\nn-am cunoscut eu fecioare,<br \/>\ndoar una, i-am \u00eenchinat rug\u0103ciuni,<br \/>\ndar m\u00e2inile mi-au c\u0103zut sub altar.<br \/>\nacolo unde cre\u0219teau viermii nem\u00e2ntui\u021bilor.<\/p>\n<p>IV<br \/>\nToate apusurile noastre pic\u0103tur\u0103 cu pic\u0103tur\u0103<br \/>\ns-au scurs \u00een vertebrele ghe\u021barilor<br \/>\nmi-am pus c\u00e2te o dorin\u021b\u0103 \u00een fiecare ran\u0103 de<br \/>\nsoare,<br \/>\n\u00een fiecare fulg urm\u0103rit de c\u0103pc\u0103unii nebuni<\/p>\n<p><strong><br \/>\nADRIAN MONDEA<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>ora\u0219ul de lut<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>te caut suflete ascuns pe o plaj\u0103 str\u0103in\u0103<br \/>\ncu buna \u0219tiin\u021b\u0103 a mersului pr\u0103bu\u0219it \u00een<br \/>\nb\u0103tr\u00e2nii cire\u0219i<br \/>\nvariet\u0103\u021bi ce leviteaz\u0103 discret pe o iarn\u0103<br \/>\nconcret\u0103<br \/>\n\u00ee\u021bi scriu cu o ploaie de m\u0103\u0219ti meteorice<br \/>\n\u00een spiritul sacru al frunzelor moarte<br \/>\npr\u0103bu\u0219ite \u00een inima ora\u0219ului acoperit de al<br \/>\n\u0219aptelea cer<br \/>\nal ceainicului ce se vrea dintr-odat\u0103<br \/>\nrecunoa\u0219tere<\/p>\n<p>spune-mi traseul spre o nou\u0103 ordine a lumii<br \/>\nspune-mi ce se ascunde-napoia ochilor,<br \/>\nplanetelor<br \/>\np\u0103s\u0103rilor, florilor c\u0103zute, nemi\u0219c\u0103torilor<br \/>\ncopaci<br \/>\nluminilor vagi acoperite de-un c\u00e2ntec la o<br \/>\nfereastr\u0103 comun\u0103<br \/>\nora\u0219ul de lut e at\u00e2t de aproape<br \/>\n\u00eenc\u00e2t str\u0103zile nu mai \u00eencap \u00een prim\u0103var\u0103<br \/>\nar trebui s\u0103 eliberez o parte din mine \u00een<br \/>\ncentrul taifunului<br \/>\nsmuls de la gura inimii calde<br \/>\nva trebui s\u0103-mi \u00eentorc murmurul propriilor<br \/>\noase<br \/>\nspre \u00eenver\u0219una\u021bii salc\u00e2mi<br \/>\naidoma remontului nemi\u0219cat al universului<br \/>\ntainic<br \/>\nasemenea v\u00e2ntului bl\u00e2nd<br \/>\nvibr\u00e2nd din partea ostenit\u0103 a p\u0103m\u00e2ntului<\/p>\n<p>totul e simplu oameni de lut<br \/>\n\u00een patru izgonirea devenea un simulacru<\/p>\n<p><em>(din grupajul \u201eSur\u00e2sul M\u0103\u0219tilor f\u0103r\u0103 frunze\u201d)<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u201eqPOEM este proiectul celei mai solidare comunit\u0103\u021bi de poe\u021bi \u0219i iubitori de poezie. 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