{"id":16079,"date":"2021-09-30T17:59:41","date_gmt":"2021-09-30T14:59:41","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=16079"},"modified":"2021-09-30T17:59:41","modified_gmt":"2021-09-30T14:59:41","slug":"spatii-culturale-nr-4-4","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=16079","title":{"rendered":"Spa\u021bii culturale nr. 4 (4)"},"content":{"rendered":"

Pove\u0219ti de c\u0103l\u0103torie<\/strong><\/p>\n

Doina CERNICA<\/strong>
\n\"\"

Cu Alecsandri, \u00een Mahalaua Ani\u0163ei \u015fi a str\u0103nepoatei sale, Elena<\/strong><\/p>\n

Sunt drumuri pe care a\u015f dori s\u0103 le fac \u015fi altele pe care \u015ftiu c\u0103 am s\u0103 le \u015fi fac. La Mahala este unul din acestea din urm\u0103 \u015fi chiar dac\u0103 a durat un sfert de veac s\u0103-l parcurg, tot am ajuns \u00een a\u015fezarea c\u0103reia zguduitorul destin al Ani\u0163ei Nandri\u015f-Cudla, emblematic pentru miile de rom\u00e2ni deporta\u0163i \u00een Siberia numai pentru vina s\u00e2ngelui \u015fi a limbii lor, i-a dus vestea \u00een lume. De\u015fi l\u00e2ng\u0103 Cern\u0103u\u0163i, adic\u0103 aproape de Suceava, se vede c\u0103 \u00eenc\u0103 nu-i venise ceasul. Ceea ce \u00eens\u0103 nu mi-am imaginat nicio clip\u0103 a fost c\u0103 b\u0103taia sa va r\u0103suna gra\u0163ie lui Vasile Alecsandri, c\u0103 ,,acel rege al poeziei, vecinic t\u00e2n\u0103r \u015fi ferice\u201d m\u0103 va purta \u00een satul tragicei bucovinene. Pentru c\u0103 r\u0103spunz\u00e2nd unei invita\u0163ii, a mea de la dr. Gheorghe Gabriel C\u0103r\u0103bu\u015f, directorul Bibliotecii Bucovinei ,,I. G. Sbiera\u201d Suceava, iar a sa, \u00eempreun\u0103 cu dr. Alis Niculic\u0103, \u015fef de sec\u0163ie la aceast\u0103 institu\u0163ie, venind de la dna Natalia Fileak, directoarea Bibliotecii Regionale ,,M. Ivasiuk\u201d din Cern\u0103u\u0163i, cu adjuncta Maria Dovgan, \u00een cadrul unui parteneriat viu, creativ, exemplar, articulat pe ideea de salon de carte, am avut \u015fansa unei deschideri de neuitat a lui 2016 ca an menit s\u0103 cinsteasc\u0103 cei 195 trecu\u0163i de la na\u015fterea lui Alecsandri. Faptul c\u0103 o evoc abia acum, spre finalul anului dedicat poetului de la Mirce\u015fti, \u00ee\u015fi are explica\u0163ia \u00eentr-o nevoie a lecturii mai puternic\u0103 dec\u00e2t scrisul dup\u0103 re\u00eentoarcerea de la \u015fez\u0103toarea literar\u0103 \u0163inut\u0103 la Biblioteca S\u0103teasc\u0103 din Mahala de for\u0163ele artistice de toate v\u00e2rstele ale localit\u0103\u0163ii. Chiar de toate v\u00e2rstele, dac\u0103 \u00eel lu\u0103m \u00een seam\u0103 \u015fi pe nepo\u0163elul bibliotecarei-\u015fefe de aici, Mariana Boiciuc, c\u00e2nd interpret, c\u00e2nd spectator entuziast \u00een bra\u0163ele bunicii. \u00cens\u0103 adolescen\u0163a, elevii au constituit dominanta, \u015fi cu for\u0163a tinere\u0163ii le-au valorificat \u00eenzestrarea \u015fi Elena Petriuc, directoarea Casei Culturii Mahala, \u015fi acordeonistul Ilie Caulea. \u00cen ce m\u0103 prive\u015fte, am avut o bucurie \u00een plus \u00een re\u00eent\u00e2lnirea cu vechea mea prieten\u0103, ziarista Maria Toac\u0103, redactor-\u015fef adjunct la publica\u0163ia rom\u00e2nilor din Ucraina, ,,Zorile Bucovinei\u201d din Cern\u0103u\u0163i, \u015fi ne-am bucurat s\u0103 revedem sau s\u0103 cunoa\u015ftem c\u00e2teva din bibliotecarele de care depinde at\u00e2t de mult soarta c\u0103r\u0163ii rom\u00e2ne\u015fti \u00een nordul Bucovinei: Elena Mihai, de la Her\u0163a, Ludmila Melniciuk, Adela Hulpe, Aurica Eremia, de la Noua Suli\u0163a (raionul \u00een care se afl\u0103 comuna cu Mahala sat de centu), Olga Lughina, de la Storojine\u0163, Olga Zaidel, de la Ostri\u0163a.
\n\"\"


\n Valeria Manta T\u0103icu\u021bu<\/strong>
\n\"\"

Dincolo<\/strong><\/p>\n

ne vom aduna foarte cur\u00e2nd \u00een camera de al\u0103turi,
\nmobilat\u0103 sumar: o mas\u0103, c\u00e2teva scaune,
\nf\u0103r\u0103-ndoial\u0103, \u015fi-un pat:
\nchiar \u015fi c\u00e2nd e\u015fti dincolo ai nevoie de somn,
\ndoar a\u015fa po\u0163i ajunge lacrim\u0103
\nsau floare de ghea\u0163\u0103 pe geam.
\n\u00een camera de al\u0103turi, nu ne mai cunoa\u015ftem,
\n\u015ftim acelea\u015fi cuvinte, bem acela\u015fi vin t\u0103m\u00e2ios,
\nfr\u00e2ngem aceea\u015fi p\u00e2ine scoas\u0103 din vatra de lut,
\ndar apa \u00een care ne-am botezat nu ne mai leag\u0103,
\ncum nu ne mai leag\u0103 fulgii de nea
\ndin coamele at\u00e2tor ierni p\u0103r\u0103site,
\nori fluturii oglindindu-se-n boaba de rou\u0103,
\nori miezul de toamn\u0103 \u015fi fum.
\nochii de carne \u015fi b\u0103t\u0103ile inimii r\u0103m\u00e2n \u00een pragul u\u015fii.
\nodaia de al\u0103turi e odaia cea bun\u0103, intri \u00een frigul ei
\ndoar \u00een hainele de duminic\u0103,
\ndoar \u00een zilele ro\u015fii sub cruce.<\/p>\n


\nValentin NERVIN <\/strong>
\n (Federa\u0163ia Rus\u0103)
\n\"\"

Traducere \u0219i prezentare<\/em>: Leo BUTNARU<\/strong><\/p>\n

S-a n\u0103scut \u00een ora\u015ful Voronej (1955). Absolvent al Facult\u0103\u0163ii de Economie, dup\u0103 care a lucrat \u00een organiza\u0163ii de proiectare \u015fi cercetare. Debutul \u00een pres\u0103 \u015fi l-a f\u0103cut \u00een 1980. A publicat 12 c\u0103r\u0163i de poeme, printre care: \u201e\u00cen m\u0103sura destinului\u201d, \u201eDamf\u201d, \u201eLa o t\u00e2rzie defilare\u201d, \u201eLaud\u0103 treziei\u201d, \u201eRai \u00een amurg\u201d. De\u0163in\u0103tor al mai multor premii de prestigiu.<\/p>\n

***<\/p>\n

Arbori,
\nierburi,
\nmrani\u0163\u0103
\n\u015fi alte-nsemne p\u0103m\u00e2ntene \u2013
\n\u00een mine au fost \u00eentrupate
\n\u015fi iar pe lume m-au readus.
\nM\u0103 ad\u00e2ncesc \u00een hum\u0103,-apoi
\napar \u00een iarba de pe \u015fes
\nsau \u00een frunzi\u015ful care c\u00e2nt\u0103
\nceva de mine ne-n\u0163eles.<\/p>\n

***<\/p>\n

Ca privighetoarea
\ncu triluirea-i \u00een rev\u0103rsare,
\np\u00e2n\u0103 prim\u0103vara volnic\u0103 mai e,
\nca omul,
\ntr\u0103ind timp mai scurt ca moartea,
\ndar mai lung dec\u00e2t visarea sa,
\nastfel \u015fi dragostea se va curma;
\neu \u00eens\u0103 nu cred a\u015fa ceva,
\nc\u00e2t pe fundalul apusului meu personal
\nbate frumos \u00een roz cerul u\u015for noros.<\/p>\n

***<\/p>\n

Micul \u201euazik\u201d* se t\u00e2r\u0103\u015fte
\npe p\u0103m\u00e2ntul sovhozului.
\nToamn\u0103. Vreme mai rea nu se poate.
\nFredonare cherchelit\u0103-n l\u0103satul serii.
\nStropul de ploaie
\nde pe parbrizul murdar al ma\u015finii
\nparc\u0103-ar fi ultimul gata s\u0103 umple
\npaharul r\u0103bd\u0103rii.
\n\u015ei eu sunt aproape convins
\nc\u0103 nici chiar Hristos
\npe-aici nu s-ar mai \u00eentoarce \u2013
\nla ce-ar trebui \u00een sovhoz Mesia?…
\n\u201eUazikul\u201d murdar
\nalunec\u0103 ne-treaz, c\u00e2rlig\u00e2ndu-se.
\nToamn\u0103.
\nDrum greu.
\nAutobuz.
\nZloat\u0103.
\nRusia.
\n_______________________
\n*\u201eUazik\u201d \u2013 diminutiv de la \u201eUAZ\u201d, ceea ce, prescurtat, \u00een ruse\u015fte, \u00eenseamn\u0103: Uzina de Automobile din Ural.<\/em><\/p>\n

***<\/p>\n

Tr\u0103iesc cum pot, nu chiar f\u0103r\u0103 p\u0103cate, \u2013
\nn-o dau \u00een lustruire, Doamne fere\u015fte!
\nReflec\u0163iile, captate de oglinzi
\nm\u0103 cam deformeaz\u0103, ho\u0163e\u015fte.
\n\u00cens\u0103 c\u00e2nd voi muri, cu chip u\u015for derutat,
\nm-oi ad\u00e2nci \u00een Lethe, ca \u00een uitare,
\noglinda o vor acoperi \u015fi \u2013 s-a terminat,
\niar p\u0103catele
\ns-or risipi
\nprin lumea cea mare.<\/p>\n

***<\/p>\n

Omul e o fiin\u0163\u0103 g\u00e2nditoare,
\n\u00eens\u0103 nu \u015ftie nimic de sor\u0163ii ce i-s da\u0163i.
\nPrin cimitire corbii stau pe cruci pentru ca
\noamenii s\u0103 nu se simt\u0103 prea \u00eensingura\u0163i.<\/p>\n

***<\/p>\n

Omul nu e pe m\u0103sura nemuririi,
\n\u00eens\u0103 tuturor li-i dat s\u0103 poat\u0103 duce flori
\nla cimitire celebre ori la modeste
\nmorminte de bie\u0163i trec\u0103tori.
\nVia\u0163a pe p\u0103m\u00e2nt \u2013
\ndurat\u0103 de-un minut,
\ndar lumineaz\u0103 \u015fi crede \u00een pove\u015fti
\nsufletul din mine, tr\u0103ind de parc\u0103
\n\u00een ad\u00e2ncul p\u0103m\u00e2ntului
\ns-ar deschide alte bol\u0163i cere\u015fti.<\/p>\n

***<\/p>\n

Dup\u0103 o cr\u00e2ncen\u0103, lung\u0103 be\u0163ie
\nmuri longevivul b\u0103tr\u00e2n cunoscut \u2013
\nboschetar, care la gunoi\u015fte avea
\nrolul de \u00cenger C\u0103zut.
\nDou\u0103 pisici enigmatice
\ns-au \u00eentristat, pu\u0163in \u015fi ilar,
\nsanitarul de la ambulan\u0163\u0103
\n\u00eenjur\u0103 ca un fiu de birjar.
\n\u00cel \u00eenc\u0103rcar\u0103. Pisicile mieunau,
\ndeasupra \u2013 ciorile roi\u015fte\u2026
\n\u00cengerului, chiar \u015fi C\u0103zut,
\nnu i-i locul, nu, la gunoi\u015fte..<\/p>\n

***<\/p>\n

Homer e genial nu pentru c\u0103 a fost orb;
\nTamerlan fost-a mare nu din \u015fchiop\u0103tat.
\nM\u0103re\u0163ia nu e consecin\u0163a infirmit\u0103\u0163ii,
\nEa e esen\u0163ialul vital ce s-a concentrat
\n\u00cen firea omului \u015fi a umanit\u0103\u0163ii.
\nHomer are merite de necontestat.
\n\u00cens\u0103 nu \u201emul\u0163umit\u0103\u201d cuiva,
\nci \u201e\u00een pofida a\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

***<\/p>\n

Via\u0163a e o solu\u0163ie inflamabil\u0103, po\u0163i s\u0103 zici:
\npas cu pas, moartea urm\u0103re\u015fte dragostea.
\nDac\u0103 ne-a fost dat s\u0103 ne \u00eent\u00e2lnim aici,
\nnu m\u0103-ndoiesc \u2013 \u015fi dincolo ne vom revedea.<\/p>\n

***<\/p>\n

Timpul lunec\u0103 pe marginea
\n\u00eenchiselor spa\u0163ii \u00eenalte,
\nrepet\u00e2nd cu ad\u00e2nc\u0103 str\u0103danie
\nabecedarul cre\u015ftinelor fapte.
\nEu vr\u0103jesc pe crugul unui
\nvechi cadran, cobor\u00e2t perigeu,
\n\u00een timp ce se spal\u0103 pe m\u00e2ini
\numbra lui Pilat, seam\u0103nul meu.<\/p>\n


\n Nicolai T\u0102ICU\u021aU<\/strong>
\n\"\"

\u00eengeri vinova\u0163i<\/strong><\/p>\n

o, Doamne,
\n\u00een josul movilei
\ncad aripi de \u00eengeri<\/p>\n

pe sub stre\u015fini de nisip
\n\u015fi pulbere
\ncad \u0163intele copil\u0103riei <\/p>\n

din jocul cu pra\u015ftia <\/p>\n


\nlips\u0103 de preocupare<\/strong><\/p>\n

casa mea de pe malul \u00eenalt al r\u00e2ului f\u0103r\u0103 nume
\nnu are adres\u0103, a\u015fa am mo\u015ftenit-o din tat\u0103 \u00een fiu
\npe atunci nu se purta nume de strad\u0103, chit
\nc\u0103 strad\u0103 nu era, \u015fi actuala administra\u0163ie local\u0103
\nducea lips\u0103 de preocupare \u00een acest sens <\/p>\n

ast\u0103zi am nevoie de o adres\u0103 stabil\u0103 \u0219i clar\u0103 <\/p>\n

sunt trecut pe lista de a\u015fteptare, la o pozi\u0163ie
\ncare dup\u0103 fiecare \u015fedin\u0163\u0103 de consiliu local
\n\u00een loc s\u0103 urce, coboar\u0103<\/p>\n

\u2026dinspre r\u00e2u
\numbre-nv\u0103luite \u00een cea\u0163\u0103 car\u0103
\n\u015fi-mi las\u0103 \u00een poart\u0103, cu bun\u0103\u015ftiin\u0163\u0103
\npietre de forme \u015fi durit\u0103\u0163i diferite (\u00een func\u0163ie
\nde p\u0103trarele lunii, cred) numai bune
\ns\u0103-mi continui aleea, nu spre prim\u0103rie
\nau avut grij\u0103 al\u021bii s-o fac\u0103, ci spre cimitir<\/p>\n


\nscutul indiferen\u0163ei<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00eentr-o peregrinare de-a bu\u015filea spre c\u00e2mpie
\npe o v\u0103ioag\u0103, am g\u0103sit un poem ca \u015fi mort.
\naici dragostea, cu sfial\u0103
\nse \u00eentrez\u0103rea pe la periferie<\/p>\n

era o ran\u0103 spre vindecare<\/p>\n

p\u0103rea doar…<\/p>\n

dragostea \u00eencerca s\u0103-l men\u0163in\u0103 \u00een via\u0163\u0103
\ns\u0103 intre \u00een el, de jur-\u00eemprejur
\npe sub coaja groas\u0103
\n\u00eent\u0103rit\u0103 de absen\u0163a mea <\/p>\n


\nMarcel MURE\u0218EANU<\/strong>
\n\"\"

MARTORUL<\/strong><\/p>\n

Pe c\u0103rare g\u0103sesc un cat\u00e2r mort.
\nPe-aici a trecut Don Quijote,
\n\u015fi mai g\u0103sesc \u00een dep\u0103rtare suli\u0163a.
\nAu fost Don Quijote \u015fi sluga sa
\npe aici? \u00eentreb nedumerit un s\u0103tean.
\nEi au fost, monseniore, ei au fost!
\n\u015ei cum de-au l\u0103sat bietul cat\u00e2r ne\u00eengropat?
\nDoamne fere\u015fte, \u00een\u0103l\u0163imea voastr\u0103,
\nacesta nu-i un cat\u00e2r, e balaurul
\npe care l-a ucis Sf\u00e2ntul Quijote
\n\u015fi mi-a poruncit s\u0103 nu las pe nimeni,
\ndec\u00e2t corbii, s\u0103 se ating\u0103 de el.<\/p>\n


\nDIN GRE\u015eEAL\u0102…<\/strong><\/p>\n

S\u0103 te dai cu capul de zid \u00een\u0163eleg!
\nS\u0103 bagi m\u00e2na \u00een foc \u00een\u0163eleg …
\nS\u0103 te tai cu coasa la un concert de gal\u0103 \u00een\u0163eleg!
\nS\u0103 despici fierul \u00een patru poate fi …
\nS\u0103-\u0163i sorbi zgomotos succesul mai merge!
\nDar s\u0103 spargi clepsidra
\ncu o clip\u0103 \u00eenainte de a i se termina timpul,
\nce ironie!<\/p>\n


\nT\u0102INUITORII<\/strong><\/p>\n

Ne t\u0103v\u0103lim \u00een mistere
\nca \u00een mierea stupului s\u0103lbatic
\n\u015fi apoi \u00een penele lebedelor negre,
\nnimeni nu ne poate dezbr\u0103ca
\nde haina aceasta dec\u00e2t lu\u00e2ndu-ne pielea
\nodat\u0103 cu ea
\natunci c\u00e2nd \u00eencerc\u0103m s\u0103 afl\u0103m cine suntem
\n\u00een chinuri mari smulgem crusta
\nc\u00e2t un inel \u015fi l\u0103s\u0103m s\u0103 \u0163\u00e2\u015fneasc\u0103
\nlava s\u00e2ngelui nostru ca s\u0103 ascund\u0103
\nurmele oric\u0103rei dezv\u0103luiri.<\/p>\n


\nC\u0102ZUT LA DATORIE<\/strong><\/p>\n

Sigur c\u0103 fiara m\u00e2r\u00e2ie \u00een somn, ce s\u0103 fac\u0103?
\nS\u0103 se mu\u015fte singur\u0103 de picior? A nins.
\nCobor p\u00e2rtia nop\u0163ii pe o pung\u0103 de plastic,
\ncum fac copiii pe z\u0103pezi, controlez calendarul
\n\u00een vis \u015fi dau de omul care a ridicat m\u00e2na
\nc\u00e2nd sala a fost \u00eentrebat\u0103 dac\u0103 e vreun nazist pe-aici…
\nEl voia de fapt s\u0103 \u00eentrebe la r\u00e2ndu-i: la ce bun
\nv\u00e2n\u0103toarea asta, dup\u0103 at\u00e2\u0163ia ani?
\ndar n-a avut timp, un zelos l-a \u00eempu\u015fcat \u00een t\u00e2mpl\u0103…
\nT\u00e2rziu s-a dovedit c\u0103 victima vizitase \u00een copil\u0103rie
\nDachaul \u015fi l\u0103sase un jurnal cu \u00eensemn\u0103ri
\ndin lag\u0103r, dar toate erau numai
\nscrisori de dragoste. Mai gre\u015fim \u015fi noi!
\ns-a scuzat conduc\u0103torul adun\u0103rii,
\ndup\u0103 ce doi voluntari au scos afar\u0103
\ntrupul celui f\u0103r\u0103 via\u0163\u0103.<\/p>\n


\nUN NUME DE FAT\u0102<\/strong><\/p>\n

De ce-o fi speriat\u0103 Elena?
\nSe uit\u0103 la mine cu ochii mari, are gura sub\u0163ire,
\n\u00eentredeschis\u0103 frumos, b\u0103rbia aruncat\u0103 \u00een fa\u0163\u0103
\nm\u0103 face s\u0103 m\u0103 opresc asupra ei, \u00eenainte de a urca
\nspre frunte, cu gondola unui singur ochi …
\n\u015ei totu\u015fi, de ce \u015fi pe cine e sup\u0103rat\u0103 Elena?
\nCui vrea ea s\u0103-i arunce cuvinte grele,
\npentru cine preg\u0103te\u015fte suspinuri?
\nP\u00e2n\u0103 c\u00e2nd va sta ca de sticl\u0103
\n\u015fi va refuza s\u0103-mi r\u0103spund\u0103 nu vom afla nimic.
\nDintre cele dou\u0103 \u0163\u0103rmuri ale gurii ei \u015fi mai frumoase acum
\nse vor ridica vocale \u015fi aburi, ca venite
\ndin ad\u00e2ncul p\u0103m\u00e2ntului, va fi primul meu caz
\nc\u00e2nd voi \u00eenvia dintr-o fotografie
\no femeie ucis\u0103 din dragoste.<\/p>\n


\nDAR CINE-L CREDE?<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00cen unele nop\u0163i
\nmantia \u00een care umbl\u0103 \u00eembr\u0103cat
\nCavalerul Negru iese singur\u0103 din cas\u0103
\n\u015fi trece peste burg goal\u0103 de trup
\nca o coaj\u0103 de nuc\u0103 sau ca un om \u00eentunecat
\ndescheiat la piept, u\u015foar\u0103, unduioas\u0103,
\n\u00een dans, \u00een balans, rostind cu m\u00e2necile
\n\u00een v\u0103zduh semne \u00een\u0163elese numai de duhuri
\n\u015fi de m\u00e2\u0163ele care-\u015fi au culcu\u015ful \u00een hornuri?
\nMul\u0163i oameni au fost sugruma\u0163i cu acele m\u00e2neci
\niar porumbeii g\u0103sesc diminea\u0163\u0103 boabe de s\u00e2nge
\naruncate pe arcadele gotice, pe c\u00e2nd
\nCavalerul Negru dormea ad\u00e2nc
\n\u015fi nu \u015ftia ce face Mantia sa!<\/p>\n


\nDE CE?<\/strong><\/p>\n

Pe nimic \u00een lume nu dau
\nun m\u0103r \u00eenflorit
\n\u015fi o mas\u0103 cu patru scaune
\nsub m\u0103rul acela
\niar pe unul din scaune
\ns\u0103 stau eu \u015fi la picioarele mele
\nsultanul m\u00e2\u0163elor!
\nStropi de vin negru s\u0103 picure
\npe must\u0103\u0163ile lui
\niar el s\u0103 cread\u0103
\nc\u0103 e s\u00e2ngele meu.<\/p>\n


\nA VENIT VARA<\/strong><\/p>\n

Abendland, abendland
\nsun\u0103 clopotul \u00een ora de lini\u015fte
\ndintre dou\u0103 mor\u0163i.
\nCea care s-a dus
\nface cu m\u00e2na
\ncelei care va veni!
\nViitoarea \u00ee\u015fi scarpin\u0103
\nspinarea
\nde st\u00e2lpul de telegraf,
\n\u00ee\u015fi apropie urechea de lemnul cald
\n\u015fi ascult\u0103 semnalele morse:
\ntic, tic, tic, tac, tac, tac!
\napoi se uit\u0103 a adormi.
\nPe c\u0103rarea pr\u0103fuit\u0103 trecem descul\u0163i
\npe l\u00e2ng\u0103 ea, calzi de priveli\u015fte,
\nprelungi\u0163i c\u00e2t umbrele plopilor.<\/p>\n


\n\u201eZI DE IARN\u0102 CU CERUL RO\u015eU\u201d<\/strong><\/p>\n

Dii, dii, patrie, dii!
\nS\u0103rim noi \u015fi peste h\u00e2rtoapele astea,
\nnu te teme! De azi \u00eencolo
\nnu mai las pe nimeni s\u0103 te bat\u0103,
\nle-am rupt biciul nemernicilor!
\nDii, dii, patrie, dii!
\nVai de spinarea ta c\u00e2t de ars\u0103-i,
\npo\u0163i c\u0103dea \u00een r\u0103nile ei
\n\u015fi s\u0103 nu te mai scoli!
\nRo\u015fii de pl\u00e2ns sunt ochii,
\nbuzele vinete, picioarele \u00eenc\u0103l\u0163ate
\n\u00een zdren\u0163ele altora,
\nfiii t\u0103i \u0163in cartea cu susul \u00een jos,
\nc\u00e2inii latr\u0103 la luna decembrie!
\nSpune-le mai marilor limbii tale
\n\u015fi celor ai poporului t\u0103u
\nc\u0103 de m\u00e2ine \u00eencolo
\ncuvintele Via\u0163\u0103 \u015fi Moarte se vor scrie
\ncu liter\u0103 mare,
\naltfel vor fi ag\u0103\u0163a\u0163i de must\u0103\u0163ile ceasului
\n\u015fi timpul va umbla cu ei \u00een coarnele furcilor sale!
\nP\u00e2n\u0103 s\u0103 ajung\u0103 la tine, cu\u0163itul
\nprin mine va trece!<\/p>\n


\nMOARTEA CARE PL\u00c2NGE<\/strong><\/p>\n

Moartea st\u0103 deasupra
\niar eu dedesubtul ei
\nm\u0103 \u0163ine de m\u00e2n\u0103 \u015fi nu vrea
\ns\u0103 m\u0103 lase \u00een h\u0103u …
\nStr\u00e2nge-m\u0103 tare, strig\u0103 ea,
\ns\u0103 nu te scap!
\nDar eu, prostul, tocmai m\u0103 d\u0103dusem
\npe m\u00e2ini cu ulei de rapi\u0163\u0103 galben\u0103
\ncare nici m\u0103car nu mirosea bine.
\nStr\u00e2nge-m\u0103, strig\u0103 ea, \u0163ine-\u0163i firea!
\ndar nu aveam \u00een ce m\u0103 propti
\n\u015fi mi se-mpu\u0163inaser\u0103 puterile
\nspaima nu mai \u00eenc\u0103pea \u00een mine …
\nC\u00e2nd s\u0103 m\u0103 strige a treia oar\u0103,
\nm\u00e2inile mele s-au descle\u015ftat,
\nam c\u0103zut \u00een ne\u015ftire,
\nnu-i mai vedeam chipul,
\nnumai un pl\u00e2nset al ei
\n\u00eel auzeam \u015firoind.
\nAsta se \u00eent\u00e2mpla luni pe la cinci,
\nast\u0103zi e vineri, \u00eenc\u0103 nu s-a f\u0103cut diminea\u0163\u0103
\n\u015fi eu tot cad, \u015fuier\u0103 v\u00e2ntul pe la urechi
\nviteza se \u00eente\u0163e\u015fte, gol \u015fi \u00eentuneric
\nat\u00e2ta mi-a mai r\u0103mas
\nc\u0103 n-am uitat cine sunt
\niar aceast\u0103 c\u0103dere nu va fi
\n\u00een zadar. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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