{"id":14877,"date":"2021-06-09T11:47:18","date_gmt":"2021-06-09T08:47:18","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=14877"},"modified":"2021-06-09T11:47:18","modified_gmt":"2021-06-09T08:47:18","slug":"spatii-culturale-nr-76-3","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=14877","title":{"rendered":"Spa\u021bii culturale nr. 76 (3)"},"content":{"rendered":"

Emil NICULESCU<\/strong>
\n\"\"

Bal la Nehoiu<\/strong><\/p>\n

(\u201eReconstituirea\u201d)
\n Lui Paul Androne<\/em><\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd ne f\u0103cusem \u0219i noi b\u0103ie\u021bi mari,
\nBaluri, la sat, erau cu l\u0103utari:
\nLa Berca, treceau g\u00e2rla, din C\u00e2nde\u0219ti,
\nMae\u0219trii de servicii mirene\u0219ti.
\nOjasca, nu nebuni, ci doar minieri
\nAvea pe-atunci, de parc\u0103 a fost ieri,
\nCe, conform zonei ce i-a odr\u0103slit,
\nLa chefuri, duceau m\u00e2na la cu\u021bit.
\nAl \u0219aptelea deceniu, veacul fost,
\nDinamit\u0103 \u00eend\u0103tinatul rost.
\nLuam, spre Nehoiu, trenul zis \u201e\u021buicarul\u201d,
\nUnde cu \u201ena\u0219ul\u201d \u00eenchinam paharul.
\n\u00cen vagul or\u0103\u0219el forestier.
\nI.F.E.T. avea o trup\u0103, \u201eConifer\u201d-
\nTinerii, cu electrice chit\u0103ri,
\nSubstituiau bit\u0103l\u0219i de peste m\u0103ri
\n\u0218i, s\u00e2mb\u0103ta, \u00een cinci sau \u0219ase ore,
\nDe-abia b\u0103gau \u0219i ceva s\u00e2rbe, hore.
\nCele mai multe dintre domni\u0219oare
\nVeneau (patriarhal) cu-nso\u021bitoare.
\nJur-\u00eemprejurul s\u0103lii, pe b\u0103ncu\u021be,
\n\u0218edeau m\u0103mici \u2013 cerbere, bunicu\u021be,
\nCe le vegheau onoarea ca, \u00een fine,
\nS\u0103 le prezinte mirelui virgine.
\nCereau permisiunea cavalerii
\nDe-a le lua la dans, azi s\u0103 te sperii,
\nConform unei vetuste cuviin\u021be,
\nDe la acelea ce glojdeau semin\u021be.
\nUnii, \u0219arj\u00e2nd, vai, timpul h\u0103t a
\nRulat, ziceau: \u201e- Dansa\u021bi sau e\u0219ti cu m\u0103-ta?\u201d
\nVeneau emancipate liceene,
\nF\u0103r\u0103 remorci, ce scurt, clipind din gene,
\nSalvau, doar prin limbajul corporal,
\nOnoarea montagnard\u0103-a \u0103lui bal.
\nAst\u0103zi, natura poate s\u0103-\u0219i reverse
\nS\u0103lbateca ei flor\u0103-ntre traverse,
\nFabrica, mobil\u0103 demult nu face,
\nE pus\u0103 pe chituci \u0219i la capace.
\nLuat\u0103 de-un arab, Omar Haysam,
\nPe mai nimic, e dus\u0103 pe haram.
\nV\u0103 aminti\u021bi de-un rapt, cu Marie-Jeanne,
\nB\u0103sescu \u0219i servicii? Neiges d’antan…
\nReperul cel turistic de-alt\u0103dat\u0103
\nE regiune defavorizat\u0103.
\nO, conifere devastate crunt
\n\u0218i mun\u021bi ple\u0219uvi \u0219i c\u00e2te… Ubi sunt?
\nM\u0103 v\u0103d silabisind ca Emil Botta
\n\u00cen film: \u201e- Li-chior o-ri-en-tal! Vreau nota!\u201d
\nVai, Doamne, ce fantastice istorii,
\nCu noi de-un leat, avur\u0103 tr\u0103itorii.<\/p>\n


\nCartea por\u021bilor<\/strong><\/p>\n

Da, am citit c\u00e2te ceva la via\u021ba mea
\nDin care \u201eCartea por\u021bilor\u201d lipsea
\nEa, din morminte vechi, egip\u021biene,
\nNu mi-a trecut sub ochi, n-o am \u00een gene
\n\u0218i nu \u0219tiu, \u00eenc\u0103, atunci c\u00e2nd se moare,
\nCe pa\u0219i sunt de f\u0103cut spre trec\u0103toare.<\/p>\n


\nPendula<\/strong><\/p>\n

Lip\u0103ie din picioarele lor goale,
\n\u00cen g\u00e2nd, istorii contrafactuale.
\nSunt mai seduc\u0103toare pe c\u00e2t ora
\nMea-i mai gr\u0103bit\u0103 spre-alt\u0103 diaspora.<\/p>\n


\nActualit\u0103\u021bi<\/strong><\/p>\n

Pe ultima sut\u0103 de metri. Garduri
\nMontate de poli\u021bie, strategic.
\nSe-mpu\u021bineaz\u0103 banii de pe carduri,
\nCresc carburan\u021bii. Totul pare legic.<\/p>\n


\nAmintiri de prin \u0219col\u0103rie<\/strong>
\n Motto: A venit vacan\u021ba
\n Cu trenul din Fran\u021ba…<\/em\n\nS-au suspendat \u0219i cursele de Fran\u021ba,\nSunt cozi de dinozaur pe la vam\u0103.\nVom exersa de-acuma anduran\u021ba\nCu nervii \u0219i-un laringe se destram\u0103\nCa sub efectul unui verde de Paris.\nAddenda: moartea ca al vie\u021bii vis. \n\n
\nFrizerul<\/strong>
\n Motto: Flutura\u0219 nu mai ai aripioare<\/em><\/p>\n

Era la mod\u0103 gulerul lung, italian,
\nCum alt\u0103dat\u0103 aripi de fluture sprin\u021bar,
\nExact veacul trecut, \u00een al optzecilea an.
\nMai sunt fetele-n floare de-atunci, \u00een care bar.
\nLa \u021b\u0103rmul M\u0103rii Negre, unde eram cazat?
\nA trecut, frizer, timpul \u0219i, brusc, le-a retezat.<\/p>\n


\nSancta simplicitas<\/strong>
\n Motto: muscalii (…) \u0219i-au a\u0219ezat
\n toate pu\u0219tile cele mari,
\n \u0219i au \u00eenceput a bate pe vr\u0103jma\u0219,<\/em>
\nc\u00eet s\u0103 \u00eentunecas\u0103 lumea… (Ion Neculce) <\/p>\n

Ave! et Salve! Laus stultitia!
\nEpuiza\u021bi, dar, toat\u0103 muni\u021bia.<\/p>\n


\nSenin<\/strong><\/p>\n

Cu zilele-\u021bi, c\u00e2te, n-o s\u0103 le \u0219tii,
\nSub gheara aspr\u0103-a unei pandemii,
\nTe joci ca un olog cu iepurii.
\nCur\u00e2nd vor fi, totu\u0219i, din nou, Florii.<\/p>\n


\nDies irae<\/strong>
\n Motto: Quod abutere, tandem…
\n Cicero<\/em><\/p>\n

Au explodat prin pie\u021be dies irae.
\nCele mult roditoare \u00een puni\u021bii.
\nExist\u0103 prin despo\u021bi o nesim\u021bire
\n\u0218i o dedare grav\u0103 spre capri\u021bii.
\nNu mai suntem defel pe-acele vremuri
\nImagin\u0103m, ad-hoc, alte tandemuri.<\/p>\n


\n\u0218tiri <\/strong>
\n Motto: Whe have not need education.
\n Cesar…<\/em><\/p>\n

Ce vast, mirobolant, la zi \u0219otro
\nPe e\u0219ichierul molimei se joac\u0103:
\nPutin, sub masca lui Thutankhamon,
\nAr promova politic o \u0219o\u0219oac\u0103.<\/p>\n


\nLa potou<\/strong>
\n Motto: poetae irritabile genus…<\/em><\/p>\n

S\u0103 te presuscitezi, resuscitezi
\nCu de din chifle vechi firimituri.
\nEra\u021bi, \u00eentr-un pluton de curse: brezi,
\nAlbi precum albatrosul, \u0219argi \u0219i suri
\n\u00cen urbea lui Marghiloman \u2013 pasionat
\nJockey-club-ist din veacul r\u0103posat…<\/p>\n


\nEpigoni<\/strong><\/p>\n

Prezent, Covidul, el, Ampotrofagul
\nNu i-a c\u0103lcat, c\u00e2ndva, \u0219i Zi\u021bei pragul,
\nPu\u021bin ‘nainte de o belle epoque,
\nPe care noi n-am prins-o. Dar deloc.<\/p>\n


\nNoapte de catifea (publicitate)<\/strong>
\n Motto: Problema spinoas\u0103 a nop\u021bilor…
\n Geo Dumitrescu<\/em><\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd trag pe dreapta, tot pe dreapta dorm,
\nPrevenitor fa\u021b\u0103 de vreo apnee,
\n\u0218i um\u0103rul m\u0103-n\u021beap\u0103 lungiform,
\nCeva de nu-\u021bi faci, puiule, idee,
\nCei \u00eencerca\u021bi de-acela\u0219i fenomen
\nPrimi\u021bi-mi pontul magic: \u201eVoltaren\u201d.<\/p>\n


\nSuvenire (eu \u0219i norocul, poz\u0103 veche)<\/strong>
\n Motto: Dumnezeu \u00ee\u021bi d\u0103,
\n dar nu-\u021bi bag\u0103-n traist\u0103
\n \u0218ansele pierdute se r\u0103zbun\u0103.<\/em><\/p>\n

Memoria-\u021bi plute\u0219te ca o dron\u0103
\nLa unchiul ce st\u0103tea-n Strada Polon\u0103,
\nOrfan de mic, apoi copil de trup\u0103,
\nFu deblocat de comuni\u0219ti fix dup\u0103…
\nDrept militar \u00een armia regal\u0103
\nCare trecuse Prutul \u2013 grea gre\u0219eal\u0103.
\nCamuflat \u00een func\u021bionar banal,
\nSc\u0103p\u0103 de \u00eenchisoare \u0219i Canal.
\nO lad\u0103 de campanie cu c\u0103r\u021bi
\nPromise r\u0103t\u0103ci spre alte p\u0103r\u021bi
\nAu fost ierta\u021bi \u0219i la cutremur
\nUrma s\u0103 m\u0103-nfieze, s\u0103 am grij\u0103
\nDe a-i ocroti de-a senectu\u021bii schij\u0103.
\nEram holtei, adic\u0103 \u201esempre solo\u201d
\n(Toto Cutugno). Casa-i tot acolo.
\nEstimp, \u00eentr-o provincie mizer\u0103,
\nTr\u0103iesc, senect, \u00eentr-o garsonier\u0103. <\/p>\n


\nNervi de prim\u0103var\u0103<\/strong><\/p>\n

Frig, ninsori, ploi \u2013 un timp iabra\u0219,
\nLa rigor mortis ald\u0103ma\u0219.
\nC\u00e2ini rebegi\u021bi, ai nim\u0103nui,
\nTrec strada, printre ro\u021bi, tehui.
\nIncendiare breaking-news:
\nPrin A.T.I.-uri paturi nu-s.<\/p>\n


\nVasile GHICA <\/strong>
\n\"\"

Aforismele mele (3)<\/strong><\/p>\n

Nu vreau alt\u0103 capr\u0103, dar s\u0103 moar\u0103 \u0219i a vecinului. A\u0219a \u00ee\u0219i doresc unii s\u0103 arate dreptatea divin\u0103.
\nDe bunele inten\u021bii, \u021bine cont orice complet de judecat\u0103. Probabil \u0219i cel de la Os\u00e2ndirea de Apoi.
\nPopoarele care, prin vot, se dau pe m\u00e2na ho\u021bilor, \u00ee\u0219i merit\u0103 cu prisosin\u021b\u0103 soarta.
\nNu trebuie s\u0103-i spui de zece ori pe zi c\u0103 o iube\u0219ti. Nici mamei, nici patriei.
\nDe ani buni, \u021b\u0103rile dezvoltate nu mai preg\u0103tesc elite intelectuale, pentru c\u0103 le import\u0103, cu titlul gratuit, din provinciile pauperizate.
\nDac\u0103 \u00een cei 31 de ani de postcomunism, rom\u00e2nii ar fi s\u0103pat cu linguri\u021be, nu cu excavatoare, ar fi avut mai multe autostr\u0103zi.
\nUnii morali\u0219ti ar putea s\u0103 scrie despre lichele, document\u00e2ndu-se \u00een oglinda proprie.
\nPracticat\u0103 sistematic, lectura \u00eenfr\u0103\u021be\u0219te neuronii.
\nSuntem doldora de p\u0103cate, de teama c\u0103 vom fi singuri \u00een Rai.
\nDeseori, vitregiile vie\u021bii stimuleaz\u0103 motoarele crea\u021biei.
\nDin capriciile canonului literar. \u00cen vremea lui, Shakespeare era considerat siropos, un fel de manelist al dramaturgiei \u0219i al sonetului.
\nCritica literar\u0103 nu este niciodat\u0103 monocord\u0103. Unii te bag\u0103 \u00een seam\u0103, al\u021bii la…origine.
\nEmo\u021bia artistic\u0103 e suav\u0103 ca lumina lunii r\u0103mas\u0103 pe flori, dup\u0103 ce luna a disp\u0103rut.
\nC\u00e2nd pui semin\u021be \u00een p\u0103m\u00e2nt, trebuie s\u0103 \u0219tii c\u0103, mai \u00eent\u00e2i, vor r\u0103s\u0103ri buruienile.
\nAi libertatea s\u0103 \u00eenjuri \u00een Parlament, dar pe strad\u0103, nu.
\nAm constatat, cu o jalnic\u0103 \u00eent\u00e2rziere, c\u0103 \u00een rela\u021biile cu Uniunea European\u0103, noi mai mult d\u0103m, dec\u00e2t lu\u0103m. Pentru c\u0103 generozitatea este printre cele mai alese \u00eensu\u0219iri.
\nDe regul\u0103, politicienii inep\u021bi au opinii, nu solu\u021bii.
\nFa\u021b\u0103 de megacorup\u021bii no\u0219tri de ast\u0103zi, Stalin era \u00een pantaloni scur\u021bi. C\u00e2nd a murit, avea \u00een garderob\u0103 doar trei rub\u0103\u0219ti.<\/p>\n


\nGeorge MIHALCEA<\/strong>
\n\"\"

STRIG\u0102TUL MUT AL BLESTEMULUI <\/strong><\/p>\n

iat\u0103 cum din nou \u0219i din nou \u0219i din nou
\nt\u0103cerea dintre cuvinte arde precum septicemia
\nanilor din care ne-am scurs pe furi\u0219
\ndintr-o memorie ce las\u0103 \u00een urm\u0103 doar norii
\n\u0219i \u021bip\u0103tul agonic al v\u0103zutelor \u0219i nev\u0103zutelor taine <\/p>\n

am devenit \u021bintele unui milion de mitraliere
\ncare ne vor da lovitura de gra\u021bie
\npe la Apusul de geam\u0103t al puiului de lycorn
\nv\u00e2ndut pentru viza de trecere
\nprin v\u0103mile toamnei adormite sub t\u00e2mplele noastre <\/p>\n

trebuie s\u0103 mai afli femeie a mea
\nc\u0103 somnul meu ca \u0219i-al t\u0103u e \u00eens\u0103m\u00e2n\u021bat
\ncu amintiri foarte vagi despre ve\u0219nicia
\n\u00een umbra c\u0103reia ni s-au ascuns marii prieteni
\niar cei r\u0103ma\u0219i au \u00eenceput s\u0103 ne uite numele
\nscrise cu s\u00e2nge de gadin\u0103 pe nisipul din insula noastr\u0103 <\/p>\n

nu mi-e fric\u0103 de moarte \u0219i nici de ve\u0219nicia ei
\ncum a spus cineva \u00eentr-un secol uitat
\nc\u00e2t de glasul acelei viori aduse la mal
\nde valurile opace ale ne\u00eentoarcerii
\n\u0219i care c\u00e2nta de una singur\u0103 despre noi
\n\u00een timp ce amurgul c\u0103dea peste mare
\nca o lacrim\u0103 de zeu \u00eenjunghiat <\/p>\n

acum nu ne-a mai r\u0103mas dec\u00e2t s\u0103 l\u0103s\u0103m
\nca mirare \u0219i semn trupurile noastre amare
\nb\u00e2ntuite de toate miasmele timpului
\n\u0219i de \u00eentreb\u0103rile f\u0103r\u0103 r\u0103spuns
\ndespre adev\u0103rata culoare a ochilor no\u0219tri
\nc\u00e2nd linia vie\u021bii ne este t\u0103iat\u0103 \u00een buc\u0103\u021bi
\nde strig\u0103tul mut al blestemului c\u0103 ne-am n\u0103scut <\/p>\n


\nGela ENEA<\/strong>
\n\"\"

divor\u021b<\/strong><\/p>\n

c\u00e2teva lucruri de-ale lui \u00eempr\u0103\u0219tiate prin cas\u0103
\nm\u0103 lovesc de ele ca de ni\u0219te stabilopozi
\nlumini aprinse\/chei
\npierdute
\n\u00eentreb\u0103ri puls\u00e2nd \u00eentr-o memorie bolnav\u0103
\njum\u0103tate din cas\u0103\/din bani
\njum\u0103tate din copii
\njum\u0103tate
\ndin certuri
\ndin nop\u021bi \u0219i din zile
\nun fel de dron\u0103 plimb\u0103 prin v\u0103zduhul dormitorului
\nfemei-manechin
\nateriz\u00e2nd unde aerul e scump\/c\u0103-mi pare \u0219i r\u0103u
\ns\u0103-l mai respir
\nvitrine\/pre\u021buri la vedere
\nvoci \u00eenmuiate-n sirop de tuse
\npun compresa pe frunte \u0219i compresa ia foc
\ncine-a spus c\u0103 paza bun\u0103 trece
\nprimejdia rea
\nnu \u0219tie c\u0103 a divor\u021bat bill gates c\u0103 \u0219i el este om c\u0103 \u0219i lui\/\u2026\/
\nc\u00e2nd \u00ee\u0219i d\u0103 ochelarii jos
\ni se poate vedea culoarea ochilor
\nfulguind prin amintirea unor vacan\u021be<\/p>\n

***
\nto\u021bi divor\u021b\u0103m
\nla v\u00e2rste inexacte\/de prea tineri
\nori
\nde prea
\nb\u0103tr\u00e2ni
\nc\u00e2nd geme p\u0103m\u00e2ntul sub picioare
\nde parc\u0103 s-ar scurge-n el toate singur\u0103t\u0103\u021bile
\nlumii
\nc\u00e2nd ni se scurteaz\u0103 degetele
\nacelea\u0219i degete care-au semnat un nume vechi
\nl\u00e2ng\u0103 un nume nou
\ndeci m\u0103 rog \u021bie doamne:
\nprime\u0219te-ne pe to\u021bi robii t\u0103i gates
\n\u00een \u00eemp\u0103r\u0103\u021bia divor\u021ba\u021bilor
\nfii bl\u00e2nd
\nam dat cu pietre-n tine
\nnu te-am nimerit
\ndar a contat curajul\/per aspera ad astra<\/p>\n


\nnu am nicio fotografie cu tata<\/strong><\/p>\n

ce bine ne-ar fi stat \u00eempreun\u0103
\na\u0219 fi l\u0103sat s\u0103 treac\u0103 de la mine\/m-a\u0219 fi aplecat pu\u021bin
\nc\u00e2t s\u0103 p\u0103rem la fel de \u00eenal\u021bi\/tata
\ncu bun\u0103voin\u021ba lui fireasc\u0103
\nmi-ar fi dat s\u0103 trag dintr-un kent
\nca s\u0103 ies \u00een poz\u0103
\nmatur<\/p>\n

dup\u0103 divor\u021bul alor mei
\nne-am a\u0219ezat la mese diferite
\nincon\u0219tien\u021bi
\ndepresivi
\nfl\u0103m\u00e2nzi
\na\u0219tept\u00e2nd por\u021bia noastr\u0103 de via\u021b\u0103
\ndin m\u00e2inile aceleia\u0219i afurisite de chelneri\u021be
\nea \u00eent\u00e2rzia
\nmereu \u00eent\u00e2rzia
\ndintr-odat\u0103
\nboxele au slobozit je suis malade
\nLara Fabian\/ori Dalida \u00een versiunea vivre
\nn\u2019importe qui
\nvocea
\nvibra peste foamea din noi
\no acoperea
\na\u0219 fi vrut s\u0103 se apropie mama
\ntata
\ns-o danseze pu\u021bin
\n\u00eei \u0219i vedeam cum alunec\u0103 unul \u00eentr-altul<\/p>\n

de la masa lui
\ntata nu privea dec\u00e2t farfuria ad\u00e2nc\u0103\/pesemne
\nzeama lung\u0103 \u0219i acr\u0103 a desp\u0103r\u021birii \u00eei sta \u00een g\u00e2t
\naltceva n-a vrut s\u0103 mai \u00eencerce\/spunea
\norice sup\u0103 re\u00eenc\u0103lzit\u0103 e bun\u0103 s-o arunci la c\u00e2ini<\/p>\n

i-am trimis scrisori\/fotografii
\n\u00een costum de gimnazist\/\u00een costum de licean
\n\u00een costum de \u00eendr\u0103gostit<\/p>\n

i-am cerut bani de buzunar
\nnu \u0219tiu prin ce subterfugii ale v\u00e2rstei
\nbuzunarul cre\u0219tea \u0219i el odat\u0103 cu mine
\ntata nu s-a pl\u00e2ns niciodat\u0103
\nsau eu m\u0103 aflam la cel\u0103lalt cap\u0103t al \u00een\u021belegerii
\nazi
\n\u00eel \u00eenso\u021besc pe ultimul drum
\nmi-apropii buzele de m\u00e2inile tatei
\nca de ni\u0219te crucifixe \u00een noaptea \u00cenvierii
\nvor mai fi ocazii\/\u00eei spun
\nca \u0219i cum el m-ar auzi\/ca \u0219i cum
\nnu acesta este finalul<\/p>\n

acas\u0103 am g\u0103sit o fotografie din ziua nun\u021bii lor
\nsc\u0103pat\u0103 de pr\u0103p\u0103dul mamei
\nam t\u0103iat-o frumos\/pe jum\u0103tate
\nm-am a\u0219ezat la mijloc\/\u00eentre ei
\ns\u0103 fac un selfie\/dar
\nie\u0219eam din cadru\/eram
\nprea mare
\nsau ecranul era prea mic
\nvor mai fi ocazii\/mi-am spus<\/p>\n


\nalergii<\/strong><\/p>\n

pe-atunci m\u0103 iubeau sold\u0103\u021beii de plumb
\n\u0219i balerine din por\u021belan gofrat
\nmai ales c\u0103 de m\u00e2inile mele
\ncu unghii\/t\u0103iate din carne
\ndepindea c\u00e2t praf li se-a\u0219az\u0103 pe ochi
\nori pe bust
\nm\u0103 iubeau peru\u0219ii striden\u021bi
\nmotanul \u0219i maidanezul kuky
\nmai ales c\u0103 de m\u00e2inile mele
\ncu unghii\/t\u0103iate din carne
\ndepindea hrana lor
\nvia lidl
\nm\u0103 iubea bunicul diabetic\/pe care-l durea
\npicioru-amputat
\nmai ales c\u0103 de m\u00e2inile mele
\ncu unghii\/t\u0103iate din carne
\ndepindea s\u0103 avem \u00een cas\u0103
\n\u00eendulcitori calmante \u0219i-un plic
\npentru doctor
\nla \u0219coal\u0103 m\u0103 iubeau colegele toate
\nun ciopor de iede zurlii
\nmai ales c\u0103 de m\u00e2inile mele
\ncu unghii\/t\u0103iate din carne
\ndepindeau scrisorile de dragoste
\naura pseudonimelor fabuloase \u0219i captivitatea
\n\u00een pove\u0219ti\/the end
\nm\u0103 iubeau cei mai jalnici b\u0103rba\u021bi\/p\u0103r\u0103si\u021bi
\nde fufele lor cu strabism
\nori de neveste\/comme les fourmis
\nmai ales c\u0103 de m\u00e2inile mele
\ncu unghii\/t\u0103iate din carne
\ndepindea filmul \u0103la\/\u00een care
\nne jucam de-a mama \u0219i tata
\neu nu eram mama nici ei nu erau tata
\ndoar ne pref\u0103ceam \u0219i noi pu\u021bin
\nm\u0103 iubeam chiar eu \u00een fic\u021biunea asta
\np\u00e2n-a zv\u00e2cnit ambrozia-n pahar
\nm-a apucat un fel de somnolen\u021b\u0103
\n\u00een mantra ei
\nce unghii lungi aveam<\/p>\n


\npoem identitar <\/strong><\/p>\n

cus\u0103turile pielii plesnesc la fiecare \u00eembr\u0103cat\/dezbr\u0103cat
\nde ani
\ntighele drepte lungi\/\u00eentrerupte
\nde atingeri filantropice
\nuneori
\nmai apare \u0219i c\u00e2te-o boal\u0103
\nc\u00e2te-o desp\u0103r\u021bire
\npentru buna mea cunoa\u0219tere
\np\u0103strez caietele din general\u0103
\nprobleme rezolvate: arimescu\/gheba\/olivotto
\nm\u0103 uit la ele cum m\u0103 uit la flutura\u0219ul de salariu
\nat\u00e2ta risip\u0103 de matematic\u0103\/\u00eemi vine s\u0103 r\u00e2d
\no vreme
\nr\u00e2sul r\u0103m\u00e2ne lipit ca un plasture pe locul dureros
\n\u0219i dac-ar fi s\u0103 \u00eenlocuiesc durerea
\ncu ce?
\ncuvintele\/precum bumerangul
\nse \u00eentorc de unde-au plecat
\nr\u00e2d
\nse-nt\u00e2mpl\u0103 ceva cu sim\u021burile-astea
\no form\u0103 de avangardism\/o muta\u021bie
\nr\u00e2d la gr\u0103mad\u0103 cu to\u021bi ceilal\u021bi\/nu se bag\u0103 de seam\u0103
\ndec\u00e2t atunci c\u00e2nd se face brusc lini\u0219te
\n\u00een pauza dintre genera\u021bia mea \u0219i alt\u0103 genera\u021bie
\nla fel de pierdut\u0103<\/p>\n


\nLeti\u021bia VLADISLAV<\/strong>
\n\"\"

***<\/p>\n

Ce neagr\u0103-i ziua
\ndragostea mea
\npoate la noapte
\nne r\u0103sare soarele pe piept
\nprivighetoarea a amu\u021bit
\nnumai un corb fl\u0103m\u00e2nd
\nd\u0103 t\u00e2rcoale vie\u021bii
\nm\u00e2ine
\npe cerul ochilor t\u0103i
\nvor str\u0103luci stele de ghea\u021b\u0103
\npoate corbul va c\u00e2nta
\nceva despre mine
\nc\u00e2nd eram numai o a\u0219chie verde
\n\u0219i m\u0103 iubeai
\n\u00eentr-o oglind\u0103
\ng\u0103sit\u0103 la pia\u021ba de vechituri.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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