{"id":16097,"date":"2021-10-01T21:03:44","date_gmt":"2021-10-01T18:03:44","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=16097"},"modified":"2021-10-02T18:50:19","modified_gmt":"2021-10-02T15:50:19","slug":"spatii-culturale-nr-49-5","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=16097","title":{"rendered":"Spa\u021bii culturale nr. 49 (5)"},"content":{"rendered":"

Radu C\u00c2RNECI<\/strong>
\n\"\"

UMBRA LUI ALEXANDRU MAKEDON…<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u201e\u2026 To be or not to be?\u201d \u2013 Shakespeare, \u201eHamlet\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201e…la Nil, la Eufrat, apoi la Ind
\nam str\u0103lucit \u00eenving\u0103tor fiind;
\nluceau \u00een zare apele lui Gange
\nademenind armatele-mi falange
\ndar eu vroiam Frumosul s\u0103-l cuprind
\nla Nil, la Eufrat, apoi la Ind…<\/p>\n

…o, timpi de aur! o, m\u0103riri trecute!
\npierite glorii, glorii ne-ncepute!
\npa\u015fii de duh: Alexandria mea!
\n\u015fi moartea ce-n sur\u00e2s m-ademenea
\nt\u0103r\u00e2mului cu z\u0103rile t\u0103cute:
\no, timpi de aur! o, m\u0103riri trecute…<\/p>\n

…din tot ce-i ve\u015fnic numai Aristot
\nst\u0103-n tainica lumin\u0103 ca un Tot
\niar eu pe Ducipal – albastru fum –
\nsunt aer-domn \u00een aerul postum
\nc\u00e2nd secoli dup\u0103 secoli trec \u00eenot –
\ndin tot ce-i ve\u015fnic numai Aristot…\u201c<\/p>\n

Alexandria (Egipt), 1976<\/em><\/p>\n


\nLA MEMPHIS<\/strong><\/p>\n

… c\u0103delni\u0163\u0103ri cu smirn\u0103 \u015fi t\u0103m\u00e2ie
\nte-nt\u00e2mpine \u015fi-n urma ta r\u0103m\u00e2ie
\nlei, tigri \u015fi pantere \u0163i se-nchine
\nuimindu-se la clipele divine
\nca florile-n deschiderea \u00eent\u00e2ie
\nc\u0103delni\u0163\u0103ri cu smirn\u0103 \u015fi t\u0103m\u00e2ie…<\/p>\n

(…la Memphis, deci, domneam prin arsa vreme:
\nmi-erai regin\u0103 \u015fi tr\u0103iam \u00een steme
\nmi-erai zei\u0163\u0103 ve\u015fnicind \u00een toate
\n– plimb\u0103ri prin cer \u00een car cu sfinte roate
\nne-lumin\u00e2nd luminile supreme \u2013
\nla Memphis, deci, domneam prin arsa vreme…)<\/p>\n

…pustiul ast\u0103zi \u00eel transform \u00een c\u00e2ntec
\n\u015fi-n oaze al nisipurilor p\u00e2ntec
\nivesc izvoare p\u0103s\u0103ri de minune
\n\u015fi fructe-n pomi de aer prind s\u0103 sune
\nsl\u0103vindu-te-n mireasm\u0103 \u015fi desc\u00e2ntec:
\npustiul ast\u0103zi \u00eel transform \u00een c\u00e2ntec…<\/p>\n


\nPALMIRA<\/strong>
\n(un imn dansant)<\/em><\/p>\n

\u2026Palmira ca un palmier \u00een floare
\nse leag\u0103n\u0103 \u015fi v\u00e2nturi poftitoare
\ncu-ad\u00e2nc de z\u0103ri sosesc s\u0103 i se-nchine
\n\u015fi p\u0103s\u0103ri mii \u015fi fluturi \u015fi albine
\no-mpodobesc \u00een v\u00e2rf de s\u0103rb\u0103toare:
\nPalmira ca un palmier \u00een floare\u2026<\/p>\n

(\u2026bolnav sunt de miresme \u015fi de zboruri
\nzidindu-te: nor m\u00e2ndru \u00eentre noruri
\nbolnav de taine-n tainele abrupte
\nmereu \u00eenvins \u00eenving\u0103tor \u00een lupte
\nc\u00e2nd anii fug: ce neoprite zoruri!
\nbolnav sunt de miresme \u015fi de zboruri\u2026)<\/p>\n

Regina palmierilor, Palmira!
\nr\u00e2vnind la tine-mi \u00eenfrunze\u015fte lira
\niar s\u00e2ngele-mi e arbore-n furtun\u0103:
\ncer \u015fi p\u0103m\u00e2nt \u00een ritmu-i se-mpreun\u0103
\nc\u00e2nd tu la Eufrat \u00ee\u0163i sco\u0163i porfira
\nregina palmierilor, Palmira!\u2026<\/p>\n


\nGR\u0102DINI SEMIRAMIDE<\/strong><\/p>\n

…eu \u015ftiu: te-ai vrea-n gr\u0103dini semiramide
\nacolo unde Soarele avid e
\nde lungi miresme lin-b\u00e2ntuitoare
\nspre trandafiri \u015fi portocali \u00een floare
\nunde polenuri izvor\u0103sc ispite
\neu \u015ftiu: te-ai vrea-n gr\u0103dini semiramide…<\/p>\n

(…ce flutur e\u015fti cu aripi de lumin\u0103
\nc\u00e2nd m\u0103 culegi, minunea mea destin\u0103
\ncum zbori superb \u00eempodobind o lume
\ncum te rote\u015fti \u015fi m\u0103 \u00eenal\u0163i anume
\n\u015fi cum te-a\u015fezi pe floarea mea ce-i spin\u0103
\nce flutur e\u015fti cu aripi de lumin\u0103…)<\/p>\n

…acolo, aer f\u0103r\u0103 de prihan\u0103
\nacolo, iarba inund\u00e2nd ocean\u0103
\nacolo, lini\u015fti, rev\u0103rs\u0103ri de lun\u0103
\n\u015fi fructele ce nu cunosc furtun\u0103
\nsemin\u0163e-acolo-n vrere suveran\u0103
\nacolo aer f\u0103r\u0103 de prihan\u0103…<\/p>\n


\nPAS\u0102REA IBIS<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u2026c\u00e2nd vine prim\u0103vara cu magnolii
\n\u00eemp\u0103r\u0103\u0163ind \u015fi r\u0103sp\u00e2ndindu-\u015fi solii
\nspre boreale z\u0103ri slujind natura
\npolenului ivindu-i aventura
\nla imnuri vechi \u00eenmugurind bemolii
\nc\u00e2nd vine prim\u0103vara cu magnolii<\/p>\n

ca semn \u00eent\u00e2i la Nilu-n rev\u0103rsare
\npas\u0103rea Ibis iese din uitare:
\npenet \u00een alb \u015fi iriz\u00e2nd v\u0103zduhuri
\nivind \u00een preajm\u0103-i a\u015fteptate duhuri
\nre\u00eenviind mitologii agrare
\nca semn \u00eent\u00e2i la Nilu-n rev\u0103rsare<\/p>\n

din somn urc\u0103m \u00een proasp\u0103t\u0103 trezie
\nsculpt\u00e2nd \u00een aer chip de poezie
\nimense-n aripi ceruri diafane
\nde ibi\u015fi puri \u00een c\u0103r\u0163ile-corane
\n\u015fi suntem zeii clipei ce-nt\u00e2rzie:
\ndin somn urc\u0103m \u00een proasp\u0103t\u0103 trezie\u2026<\/p>\n


\nPE DRUMUL DAMASCULUI<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u201e\u2026f\u0103r\u0103-de-veste,
\no lumin\u0103 puternic\u0103, din cer,
\na str\u0103lucit dejur-\u00eemprejurul meu\u2026\u201d
\n(Biblia, Faptele apostolilor, 22, 6) <\/p>\n

\u2026\u00eencr\u00e2ncenat, ascuns \u00een z\u00e2mbet rece
\nr\u0103zboinic d\u00e2rz (ce nimeni nu-l \u00eentrece!)
\npl\u0103tit cu aur \u015fi hr\u0103nit cu glorii
\neram vestitul \u00eentre lupt\u0103torii
\nce nu-\u015fi tr\u0103deaz\u0103 s\u00e2ngerosul rege
\n\u00eencr\u00e2ncenat, ascuns \u00een z\u00e2mbet rece<\/p>\n

\u2026de-odat\u0103 TU! mi-ai izbucnit \u00een fa\u0163\u0103
\nca mii de sori n\u0103sc\u00e2nd o diminea\u0163\u0103:
\nce spaim\u0103 m\u00e2ndr\u0103 n\u0103v\u0103li \u00een suflet
\nc\u00e2nd m-ai cuprins \u00een tainicul t\u0103u umblet
\nspre-a-mi revela minunile din cea\u0163\u0103
\nde-odat\u0103 TU! mi-ai izbucnit \u00een fa\u0163\u0103\u2026<\/p>\n

\u2026sunt eu cel vinovat redat luminii
\ncel ce-\u0162i culege de pe frunte spinii
\ncel ce-\u0162i sl\u0103ve\u015fte Sf\u00e2nt Fiin\u0163a
\n\u015fi pa\u015fii peste ape: sunt credin\u0163a
\n\u00eentru \u00eenalt \u015fi miresm\u00e2ndu-\u0162i crinii
\nsunt eu cel vinovat redat luminii\u2026<\/p>\n


\nPUTEREA M\u0102SLINULUI<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u2026de unde vii, din ce ad\u00e2nci amaruri
\n\u015fi v\u00e2rsta-ncunun\u00e2ndu-\u0163i-o cu haruri
\nsever te-nst\u0103p\u00e2ne\u015fti peste himere
\n\u015fi st\u00e2ncii sterpe d\u00e2ndu-i \u00eenviere
\ntope\u015fti durerea iriz\u00e2ndo-n daruri:
\nde unde vii, din ce ad\u00e2nci amaruri?<\/p>\n

(\u2026g\u00e2nd zvelt \u015fi fraged, \u00eensetat \u00een rou\u0103
\nst\u0103-n miezul t\u0103u \u015fi a\u015ftept\u00e2nd s\u0103 plou\u0103
\nse face duh-mireasm\u0103-n ode pure
\nne-\u00eendur\u00e2nd ne-mai-voind s\u0103-ndure
\ndorul uscat – ci d\u00e2ndu-se-acum nou\u0103
\ng\u00e2nd zvelt \u015fi fraged, \u00eensetat \u00een rou\u0103\u2026)<\/p>\n

\u2026cer blond acolo, m\u0103ri alin\u0103toare
\nflori sexual ivindu-se-n pudoare
\namor de p\u0103s\u0103ri zborului d\u00e2nd clip\u0103:
\nM\u0103slinul st\u0103 P\u0103m\u00e2ntului arip\u0103
\n\u00een verde-agav \u015fi t\u0103lm\u0103cind odoare –
\ncer blond acolo, m\u0103ri alin\u0103toare\u2026<\/p>\n


\nAMURG LA H\u00c9LIOPOLIS<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u2026t\u00e2rziu \u00een mine visurile-s apte
\na str\u0103jui luminii f\u0103r\u0103 \u015foapte
\na o-mplini \u00een umbra filozof\u0103
\n\u00eenchis\u0103-ad\u00e2nc \u00een taina teozof\u0103
\nspre-a \u00eenflori cu piscu-n miaz\u0103noapte
\nt\u00e2rziu \u00een mine visurile-s apte\u2026<\/p>\n

(\u2026la Baalbek azi: ruinuri, templul scade
\n\u00een aer moartea vechilor arcade
\ndes\u0103v\u00e2r\u015fite-n lut hr\u0103nesc vecia
\nnoi doi \u00een ea sfid\u00e2nd vremelnicia
\nunindu-ne ca dou\u0103 vechi monade
\nla Baalbek azi: ruinuri, templul scade\u2026)<\/p>\n

\u2026amurg \u015fi p\u0103s\u0103ri unduind arare
\n\u015fi z\u0103rile p\u0103lind: abandonare
\n\u00een aurit \u015fi ultim apogeu;
\nsunt cel ivit din stirpea lui Orfeu
\nspre-a-l rezidi ca \u00eentr-o adorare –
\namurg \u015fi p\u0103s\u0103ri unduind arare\u2026<\/p>\n


\nSPRE MECCA<\/strong>
\ng\u00e2ndind la Al. Macedonski<\/em><\/p>\n

\u2026mereu cuprins de febra \u00eemplinirii:
\n\u00een zarea z\u0103rii, \u00eentru firea Firii
\n\u00een zare oaza izvor\u00e2nd izvoruri
\ndeparte-n zare s\u00e2ngele-n amoruri
\nspre-acel departe pasul istovirii
\nmereu cuprins de febra \u00eemplinirii\u2026<\/p>\n

(\u2026ce timp am str\u0103b\u0103tut \u015fi ce dogoare
\npustiuri lungi, nisipuri mi\u015fc\u0103toare
\n\u015fi umbr\u0103: doar a spinului din mine
\nfat\u0103-morgana, tu, dans\u00e2nd lumine
\npe apele de aer \u015fi de soare:
\nce timp am str\u0103b\u0103tut \u015fi ce dogoare\u2026)<\/p>\n

\u2026la Mecca, deci! c\u0103tre cetatea sf\u00e2nt\u0103
\nacolo-n murmur lumea se cuv\u00e2nt\u0103
\n(la ceasul c\u00e2nd P\u0103m\u00e2ntul na\u015fte Lun\u0103)
\n\u015fi vis\u0103tori islamici se adun\u0103
\n\u00eengenunchind – \u015fi cerurile c\u00e2nt\u0103 –
\nla Mecca, deci! c\u0103tre cetatea sf\u00e2nt\u0103\u2026<\/p>\n


\nLA PARADISUL BIBLIC\u2026<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u2026c\u00e2nd florile-\u015fi \u00eenchide mandragora
\n\u015fi noaptea-\u015fi lic\u0103re \u00een sine ora
\nvin iar\u0103\u015fi la c\u00e2mpiile t\u0103cerii:
\nr\u00e2u Eufrat vuind prin vechi imperii
\n\u015fi sunt al meu fiind al tuturora
\nc\u00e2nd florile-\u015fi \u00eenchide mandragora<\/p>\n

(\u2026la Paradisul biblic timpul zace
\n\u00een mine strig: t\u0103cerea se desface
\nrenasc mul\u0163imi din pulberi, timpu-n t\u00e2mple
\nad\u00e2ncul gol cu g\u00e2nd ad\u00e2nc \u00eel umple
\n\u015fi clipele de trup devin s\u0103race \u2013
\nla paradisul biblic timpul zace\u2026)<\/p>\n

\u2026o, toate cum se duser\u0103-n sf\u00e2r\u015fire:
\niubiri \u015fi uri; abis-nem\u0103rginire
\napuse neamuri, str\u0103luciri \u00een s\u00e2nge
\n\u015fi-i Eufratul singurul ce pl\u00e2nge
\nc\u00e2nd moartea cu bl\u00e2nde\u0163e-mi intr\u00e3-n fire \u2013
\no, toate cum se duser\u0103-n sf\u00e2r\u015fire\u2026<\/p>\n

Babylon, 1966<\/em><\/p>\n


\nAlexandru PHILIPPIDE<\/strong><\/p>\n

O, c\u00e2te lucruri<\/strong><\/p>\n

O, c\u00e2te lucruri au r\u0103mas nespuse,
\nVechi juvaeruri risipite-n drum!
\nDe unde s\u0103 le mai adun acum,
\n\u00cen drum pierdute, pe vecie duse?<\/p>\n

M-a\u015fteapt\u0103 poate altele \u00een cale
\nDar via\u0163a merge repede la vale,
\n\u015ei vremea tot mai iute se pr\u0103vale.
\n\u00cen evu-n care-antice manuscripte
\nS-ad\u0103posteau prin chinovii \u015fi cripte.
\nMonafii scribi tot a\u015ftept\u00e2nd s\u0103 vie
\nDe prin meleaguri ar\u0103be\u015fti h\u00e2rtie,
\nR\u0103deau vechi pergamente cu-o custur\u0103
\n\u015ei copiau pe ele din Scriptur\u0103;
\nNu scrij\u0103lau ad\u00e2nc, s\u0103 nu le strice,
\n\u015ei-a\u015fa, sub psalmi, tr\u0103iau g\u00e2nduri antice.<\/p>\n

Mi-i sufletul ca unul din aceste
\nCiudate manuscripte palimpseste;
\n\u015eterg scrisul proasp\u0103t \u015fi deodat\u0103 iese
\nAlt scris, cu slove ciunte, ne-n\u0163elese.<\/p>\n

O, dac-a\u015f izbuti s\u0103 le descurc,
\nLa vechile izvoare s\u0103 m\u0103 urc,
\nPoate-a\u015f g\u0103si-n ad\u00e2ncul lor pitite
\nAcele lucruri ce n-au fost rostite!<\/p>\n


\nC\u0103ut\u0103torul<\/strong><\/p>\n

Ai socotit c\u0103 soarele mai arde
\nAbia vreo cincisprezece miliarde
\nDe ani… Numai at\u00e2t? De azi pe m\u00e2ne?
\n\u015ei-atunci, cu ve\u015fnicia cum r\u0103m\u00e2ne?<\/p>\n

Nu asta te opre\u015fte s\u0103 cuge\u0163i mai departe!
\nDoar \u015ftii c\u0103 timpul n-are moarte.
\nUn calcul scurt, de dou\u0103 sau trei linii
\n\u015ei-ai \u00eentrecut viteza banal\u0103 a luminii.
\nCa-n mii \u015fi mii de repezi r\u0103sfr\u00e2ngeri de oglinzi
\n\u0162i-e mintea str\u0103b\u0103tut\u0103 de c\u0103ut\u0103ri rebele.
\nAi spune c\u0103 \u015fi m\u00e2na \u00een sus c\u00e2nd o \u00eentinzi
\n\u0162i se lunge\u015fte bra\u0163ul p\u00e2n-la stele.<\/p>\n

Ai dat cu tifla tic\u0103loasei sor\u0163i,
\nDe-amenin\u0163area ei nu-\u0163i pas\u0103,
\n\u015ei-n timp ce spargi absurde por\u0163i
\nNici o sfial\u0103 nu te mai apas\u0103.<\/p>\n

\u015ei c\u00e2nd din lungi peregrin\u0103ri
\nTe-ntorci pe c\u0103i de raze \u015fi de unde
\n\u00cen lumea din\u0103untru, a inimii profunde,
\nTot mai g\u0103se\u015fti acolo \u00eentreb\u0103ri. <\/p>\n

(Din volumul \u201eMonolog \u00een Babilon\u201d, 1967)<\/em><\/p>\n


\n Nicolae POGONARU<\/strong>
\n\"\"

e diminea\u0163\u0103<\/strong><\/p>\n

deschid larg fereastra c\u0103tre o nou\u0103 zi
\ncare se declan\u015feaz\u0103 o dat\u0103 cu zborul ciorilor
\n\u00eentunec\u00e2nd cerul \u00een trecerea lor peste ora\u015f
\nspre c\u00e2mpiile din b\u0103r\u0103gan
\ndup\u0103 hrana cea de toate zilele
\na\u015ftept un po\u015fta\u015f aerian s\u0103-mi aduc\u0103 \u00een cas\u0103
\ntoate culorile toamnei
\nmiroase a cafea sau a lapte dat \u00een foc
\nde la buc\u0103t\u0103riile vecine din block
\nniciodat\u0103 nu reu\u015fesc s\u0103-mi aerisesc living-ul
\nf\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103 nu fie invadat
\nde miresmele m\u00e2nc\u0103rurilor puse la g\u0103tit
\nde parc\u0103 toate apartamentele \u00een acela\u015fi timp
\nar participa la master chef
\nc\u00e2te un diavol e\u015fapat al benzinei
\nde pe bulevardul apropiat face raiduri
\nprin atmosfera \u015fi a\u015fa \u00eemprosp\u0103tat\u0103
\ncu duhoarea matinal\u0103 a gurilor de canal
\nsoarele e de trei suli\u0163e
\nma\u015finile din parcarea hotelului de vis-a-vis
\nstr\u0103lucesc etal\u00e2ndu-\u015fi m\u0103rcile de lux
\nbaronii locali de partid
\niar au chefuit p\u00e2n\u0103 t\u00e2rziu dup\u0103 \u00eentrunirea
\n\u00een care \u015fi-au aranjat pe posturi
\ndiferite rude \u015fi cotizan\u0163i \u00een campaniile electorale
\n\u015fi m\u0103 g\u00e2ndesc c\u00e2\u0163i bani face chelnerul \u0103sta
\ncare a luat imobilul \u00een loca\u0163ie de gestiune
\ndup\u0103 revolu\u0163ia simulat\u0103 la televizor
\n\u00een timp ce eu am r\u0103mas ca prostul
\nun am\u0103r\u00e2t de bugetar cu studii superioare
\ndegeaba
\npe b\u0103ncile din preajma f\u00e2nt\u00e2nii arteziene
\nintrate \u00een faliment de un cincinal
\nstau elevi de liceu-viitori migran\u0163i-
\n\u015fi fumeaz\u0103 chiulind (element predicativ suplimentar)
\n\u00een timp ce se uit\u0103 la un film live
\nal unei nun\u0163i de c\u00e2ini comunitari
\ntreptat treptat \u015fi ora\u015ful intr\u0103 \u00een c\u0103lduri
\n\u015fi devine o ma\u015fin\u0103 de fabricat zgomote
\n\u015fi a\u015f vrea s\u0103 fiu veriga lips\u0103
\na acestui angrenaj cu decibelii la maxim<\/p>\n


\npe trotuarul bulevardului<\/strong><\/p>\n

un patron semianalfabet \u00eembog\u0103\u0163it peste noapte
\nprin afaceri de partid cu statul
\nz\u0103bove\u015fte l\u00e2ng\u0103 ma\u015fina de lux parcat\u0103 pe trotuar
\ns\u0103-l vad\u0103 lumea c\u0103 s-a ajuns
\nun cer\u015fetor cu un pansament uria\u015f
\nlipit cu scotch pe abdomen
\nst\u0103 cu o m\u00e2na \u00eentins\u0103 \u015fi cu cealalt\u0103
\nar\u0103t\u00e2nd spre tifonul devenit gri \u00eenchis
\ndin albul imaculat ini\u0163ial
\nsub care se afl\u0103 imaginea unei opera\u0163ii
\ndesenate cu carioca
\ndac\u0103 \u00eel \u00eentrebi de ce p\u0103c\u0103le\u015fte trec\u0103torii
\nel r\u0103spunde c\u0103 desenul este un proiect
\nde opera\u0163ie f\u0103cut de el
\nc\u0103 s\u0103 \u015ftie doctorul la nevoie pe unde s\u0103-l taie
\nfapt pentru care cer\u015fe\u015fte
\nc\u0103 s\u0103 str\u00e2ng\u0103 bani pentru chirurg
\nc\u00e2teva tinere fi\u0163oase pe tocuri
\ncu picioarele c\u00e2t turnul Eiffel
\nsiliconate peste tot
\ndefileaz\u0103 z\u00e2mbind dezinvolt
\nau zonele ventrale descoperite generos
\ns\u0103 li se vad\u0103 piercingul din buric
\nstr\u0103lucind \u00een exploziile solare
\no b\u0103tr\u00e2n\u0103 cu un paner plin de flori
\nculese din gr\u0103dina ei
\nface zilnic naveta la 20 de km de ora\u015f
\nse a\u015feaz\u0103 pe un sc\u0103unel improvizat
\nl\u00e2ng\u0103 supermarket pentru un vad mai bun
\ndar nimeni nu-i cump\u0103r\u0103 culorile ecologice
\ncu banii aduna\u0163i \u00eentr-o zi
\nde-abia \u00ee\u015fi pl\u0103te\u015fte biletul de \u00eentors acas\u0103
\ntrec\u0103torii gr\u0103bi\u0163i \u00eentr-un du-te vino continuu
\nvor s\u0103 prind\u0103 timpul din urm\u0103
\ncopiii pe role se iau la \u00eentrecere
\ncu automobilele de pe strad\u0103
\nc\u00e2\u0163iva c\u00e2ini de companie
\n\u015fi-au scos st\u0103p\u00e2nele fardate la o \u00eenghe\u0163at\u0103
\npe pavelele m\u0103cinate \u00een care se v\u0103d
\nvagi urme de ciment
\nzac peturi chi\u015ftoace \u015fi ambalaje
\nca ni\u015fte jertfe pe altarele consumului cotidian<\/p>\n


\nEduard Dorneanu<\/strong>
\n\"\"

GOTHIC 48<\/strong><\/p>\n

Vara pleac\u0103
\nAlerg \u00eempreun\u0103 cu mary ann nicholls
\nIntui\u021bia masculin\u0103 \u00eemi spune c\u0103 trebuie s\u0103 ocolesc sta\u021biile de ecou<\/p>\n

Nu exist\u0103 efect final sau exonerare
\nUrc\u0103m \u0219ase sute \u0219aizeci \u0219i cinci de trepte murdare
\nMary ann se opre\u0219te \u0219i \u00ee\u0219i lipe\u0219te s\u00e2nii de iunia claudilla
\nLinia vie\u021bii \u00eemi zv\u00e2cne\u0219tete \u00een palm\u0103
\n\u0219i simt cum o lam\u0103 de pumnal \u00eemi mutileaz\u0103 amintirea primei
\n\u0219i singurei iubite<\/p>\n

duc hainele iubitei la medina segovia
\nprostituatele r\u0103m\u00e2n lipite una de alta ca ni\u0219te noduri carnale
\ndiavolul le \u0219opte\u0219te cuvintele delfinei margareta
\n,,qu\u2019 on en parle plus\u2019\u2019<\/p>\n

\u00cenc\u0103 un anotimp a intrat \u00een albastru
\nStai lini\u0219tit\u0103 \u00eei spun iubitei las\u0103 visele s\u0103 \u0219opteasc\u0103
\nCum \u0219optesc visele m\u0103 \u00eentreab\u0103 ea
\nCa apele r\u0103nite de maluri
\nSeptembrie eduard
\nSeptembrie eduard<\/p>\n


\nIMPERFEC\u021aIUNE<\/strong><\/p>\n

Ioana \u00ee\u0219i lipe\u0219te inima dreapt\u0103 de cutele cearceafului negru
\nUite a\u0219a p\u0103m\u00e2ntul trece prin p\u0103m\u00e2nt \u00eei spun
\nFara fluctua\u021bii vibra\u021bionale far\u0103 argumente mesianice
\nF\u0103r\u0103 o recuzit\u0103 mistic\u0103 ascuns\u0103 sub un pat de motel<\/p>\n

Trupul ei plute\u0219te deasupra mea ca o dron\u0103
\n\u00eei a\u0219tept curgerea \u0219i supunerea<\/p>\n

ap\u0103s cu inima mea peste inima dreapt\u0103 a ioanei
\nea nu respir\u0103
\ndiavolul \u00ee\u0219i \u00eenfige ghearele \u00een albastru
\nnu respira \u00eei \u0219optesc
\nnu respir eduard r\u0103spunde tremur\u00e2nd de pl\u0103cere
\nap\u0103s cu inima mea peste inima dreapt\u0103 a ioanei
\nap\u0103s<\/p>\n


\nGOTHIC 47<\/strong><\/p>\n

Triste\u021bea a \u00eenlocuit discursul cartezian al domnului
\nCu un anotimp ploios
\nVisele ne p\u0103lmuiesc sufletele scindate
\nSub maceta diavolului
\nNu pot cere armisti\u021biu sentimental
\nCaut spa\u021bii \u00eenchise \u00een trupul ioanei
\nNuditatea ei este acoperit\u0103 de vulgaritate gregar\u0103
\nFormat\u0103 din nori cumulonimbus \u0219i umbre termopiliene
\nUltima ran\u0103 cere idea\u021bie \u0219i blasfemie parfumat\u0103
\nIn hoc signo vinces spune diavolul
\nnu l\u0103sa lama sabiei \u00een uterul ioanei
\nmerde alors r\u0103spund contrariat am pieptul stropit de albastru
\nmai stau o respira\u021bie \u00eenfipt \u00een cerul umed
\nnu \u00eemi aminti de visele care p\u0103lmuiesc sufletele scindate
\nin hoc signo vinces repet\u0103 diavolul
\nsacr\u0103 e lama sabiei tale eduard
\n\u0219i r\u00e2ul desfr\u00e2nat care \u00ee\u021bi c\u00e2nt\u0103 numele
\neduard
\neduard
\neduard<\/p>\n


\nPSIHOLOGIE DE EXCEPTAT<\/strong><\/p>\n

Palmele domnului stau pe umerii mei
\nCa ni\u0219te eghile\u021bi \u00een care baphomet a b\u0103tut cuie vii
\nSimt arsura
\nSunt gata s\u0103 \u00eempart pe apa neagr\u0103 a cerului
\nPeniten\u021be focuri de arm\u0103 c\u0103m\u0103\u0219i nessusiene
\nPe cine a\u0219tep\u021bi \u00eentreab\u0103 ioana
\nAi nevoie de o suspiciune \u00een plus sau de un teritoriu ipotetic
\nSau doar de vocativele tinere\u021bii
\n\u0219tii tu
\ngemetele acelea care ne f\u0103ceau carnea s\u0103 creasc\u0103 \u00een carne
\n\u0219tiu ioana
\nvoiai s\u0103 \u00ee\u021bi tatuez pe spate o leb\u0103d\u0103 neagr\u0103
\n\u0219i c\u00e2teva cuvinte despre care tu credeai c\u0103 te vor proteja de energiile negative
\nnec pluribus impar
\nleg\u0103narea ta e la fel de fierbinte ca atunci
\ndoar pe umerii mei au poposit palmele domnului
\niubirea noastr\u0103 a fost dintotdeauna o angajare direct\u0103 suprarealist\u0103
\nun lan\u021b epidermic care ne taie s\u00e2ngele \u0219i p\u0103trunde \u00een vulcanul introvertit
\nal eului nostru
\n\u0219i uite acum
\nvulturul meu \u00ee\u0219i caut\u0103 loc \u00een umeda ta rug\u0103ciune
\nnu ioana nu am nevoie de o suspiciune \u00een plus
\nsim\u021bi arsura
\nsim\u021bi
\nda <\/p>\n


\nODIHN\u0102<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00cen ora\u0219ul ioanei
\nCineva a incendiat bordelurile \u0219i a spart sticlele cu vin de bordeaux
\nNicio corabie demonizat\u0103 nu intr\u0103 \u00een str\u00e2mtoare
\nP\u00e2n\u0103 c\u00e2nd ofi\u021berul de cart nu \u00ee\u0219i coase epole\u021bi din piele de sf\u00e2nt\u0103 introvertit\u0103
\nblestemul are valoare arhetipal\u0103
\n\u00cemi imaginez via\u021ba ioanei ca pe o continu\u0103 alergare
\n\u00centre festivalul gion matsuri \u0219i apeductul din segovia
\nLicen\u021bele sentimentale scrise de pa\u0219ii ei pe cearceafurile hotelurilor
\nSunt probe indirecte \u0219i gre\u0219eli nefor\u021bate ale unui r\u0103zboi imagologic<\/p>\n

\u00cen ora\u0219ul ioanei
\nPoemele de dragoste se \u00eempreuneaz\u0103 cu efemeridele
\nNicio atingere nu r\u0103m\u00e2ne vie p\u00e2n\u0103 la a opta \u00eenviere
\nDar chiar \u0219i a\u0219a
\n\u00cen fiecare sear\u0103 strecor corabia mea \u00een str\u00e2mtoarea ei
\nIar marinarii \u021bip\u0103
\nLini\u0219teee pe punte
\nSe odihne\u0219te \u00een ioana
\nPaladinul<\/p>\n


\nIrina Lucia MIHALCA<\/strong>
\n\"\"

Prive\u015fte cerul… <\/strong><\/p>\n

Prive\u015fte cerul, \u00een lini\u015ftea nop\u0163ii,
\n chiar dac\u0103 lacrimile c\u0103zute
\n pe obrajii fierbin\u0163i
\n las\u0103, \u00een urm\u0103, o durere amar\u0103,
\n prive\u015fte cerul, de la marginea lumii,
\n chiar de cortina cade
\n \u015fi d\u00e2re-ad\u00e2nci se z\u0103resc \u00een nisipul vie\u0163ii. <\/p>\n

Ritmul dansului, ca \u015fi ritmul existen\u0163ei,
\n \u00een spirala timpului, \u00ee\u015fi poart\u0103 pa\u015fii
\n la marginea pr\u0103pastiei,
\n lumin\u00e2nd calea celor din urm\u0103. <\/p>\n

Prive\u015fte cerul, \u00een lini\u015ftea nop\u0163ii,
\n mergi mai departe, deschide noi u\u015fi,
\n credin\u0163a s\u0103-\u0163i fie nem\u0103rginit\u0103
\n \u015fi, Cupidon,
\n \u00eenc\u0103 o dat\u0103, va poposi pe um\u0103rul t\u0103u! <\/p>\n

– Nu este niciodat\u0103 timp suficient
\n pentru noi, iubito,
\n cu tine, l\u00e2ng\u0103 mine, un marinar sunt,
\n pe o mare b\u0103tut\u0103 de v\u00e2nturi!<\/em> \u00eemi spui.
\n Culca\u0163i pe nisip, \u00een timp ce luna palid\u0103
\n atrage fluxul de pasiune,
\n corpul t\u0103u
\n m-acoper\u0103 cu primul s\u0103rut,
\n \u00eenainte de a continua explorarea. <\/p>\n

Clipe, clipe adunate \u00eempreun\u0103,
\n fiecare moment e o c\u0103l\u0103torie spre final,
\n un \u015firag de clipe este via\u0163a noastr\u0103,
\n fragil\u0103 lume de lumini \u015fi umbre,
\n clipe, magice clipe, las\u0103-le s\u0103 plece! <\/p>\n

Prive\u015fte cerul, de la marginea lumii,
\n \u00eenflorit de palida lun\u0103 \u015fi muguri de stele,
\n \u015fi las\u0103 visul s\u0103 se-nal\u0163e,
\n acele sunete uitate, un cer spre alt cer,
\n ca un timp pierdut,
\n p\u00e2n\u0103 c\u00e2nd vom g\u0103si dragostea
\n \u00een inimile noastre, \u00een primul r\u00e2nd. <\/p>\n

Distan\u0163a ne trage \u00een bra\u0163ele ei,
\n doar marea, seduc\u0103toare,
\n te re\u0163ine, acum, \u00een bra\u0163ele ei. <\/p>\n

Clipe, sanctuar de clipe,
\n clipe-adunate \u00eempreun\u0103
\n c\u0103tre acea unic\u0103, ultim\u0103, clip\u0103.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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