{"id":17322,"date":"2022-02-24T21:35:18","date_gmt":"2022-02-24T18:35:18","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=17322"},"modified":"2022-02-24T21:35:18","modified_gmt":"2022-02-24T18:35:18","slug":"spatii-culturale-nr-42-4","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=17322","title":{"rendered":"Spa\u021bii culturale nr. 42 (4)"},"content":{"rendered":"

POVE\u0218TI DE C\u0102L\u0102TORIE<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

Doina CERNICA<\/strong>
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O c\u0103l\u0103torie de o jum\u0103tate de veac <\/strong><\/p>\n

Locuiam pe vremea aceea \u00eentr-o cas\u0103 de lemn, cu spa\u021biul destinat mansardei doar schi\u021bat de acoperi\u0219 \u0219i de structura plafonului camerei de dedesubt, sem\u0103n\u00e2nd cumva cu un hulubar, cu ziare, reviste \u0219i manuale \u0219colare vechi \u00een loc de porumbei. Aici \u00eemi pl\u0103cea cel mai mult s\u0103 citesc, era lini\u0219te, iar aerul \u00eensorit se p\u0103stra mai mult dec\u00e2t \u00een restul locuin\u021bei, ca muzica \u00eentr-un trup de vioar\u0103. \u0218i tot aici s-a produs \u00eentr-o adolescen\u021b\u0103 \u00eensetat\u0103 de c\u0103r\u021bi, urcarea pe o treapt\u0103 nou\u0103 a lecturii. Ea a fost prilejuit\u0103 de un volum mai pu\u021bin cunoscut al lui Jules Verne, ,,Matias Sandorf\u201d, \u00een traducerea pl\u0103cut\u0103 a lui Ovidiu Drimba. M-a atras de la \u00eenceput cu am\u0103nuntul c\u0103 eroul tr\u0103ia ,,\u00eentr-unul din comitatele Transilvaniei, \u00een districtul F\u0103g\u0103ra\u0219ului, \u00eentr-un vechi castel medieval\u201d \u0219i c\u0103 ,,Universitatea din Pesta, Academia de \u0219tiin\u021be din Presburg, \u0218coala Regal\u0103 de Mine din Schemnitz \u0219i \u0219coala Normal\u0103 din Timi\u0219oara l-au avut printre elevii lor cei mai s\u00e2rguincio\u0219i\u201d, am\u0103nunt gra\u021bie c\u0103ruia am tr\u0103it sim\u021b\u0103m\u00e2ntul apartenen\u021bei la fermec\u0103toarea lume julesvernian\u0103. \u0218i m-a cucerit cu descoperirea faptului c\u0103 relua \u00eentr-o alt\u0103 geografie povestea Contelui de Monte Cristo a lui Dumas, parcurs\u0103 la o v\u00e2rst\u0103 destul de crud\u0103, printr-una din acele expedi\u021bii temerare pe care \u021bi le prilejuie\u0219te biblioteca familiei \u0219i \u00eencrederea absolut\u0103 a p\u0103rin\u021bilor \u00een puterea c\u0103r\u021bilor de a-\u0219i alege singure cititorii. Aceast\u0103 descoperire a f\u0103cut din ,,Matias Sandorf\u201d prima lectur\u0103 \u00een care \u00een care am avut s\u0103 spunem o pozi\u021bie dubl\u0103, de imersiune \u00een poveste \u0219i totodat\u0103 de urm\u0103rire a ei din afar\u0103, inventariind similitudini \u0219i nout\u0103\u021bi. Cum spuneam, geografia era una dintre acestea din urm\u0103 \u0219i ea m-a dus pentru prima dat\u0103 pe Coasta Dalmat\u0103 \u0219i a iscat \u00een mine dorul de a ajunge \u00eentr-o zi la Raguza.
\n,,Raguza, sau mai bine-zis micul stat al Raguzei, a fost mult timp un stat republican, chiar \u00eenaintea Vene\u021biei, deci \u00een secolul al IX-lea. Abia \u00een anul 1808, un decret al lui Napoleon I l-a al\u0103turat, \u00een anul urm\u0103tor, regatului Iliriei, f\u0103c\u00e2nd din el un ducat, pentru mare\u0219alul Marmont. \u00cenc\u0103 din secolul al IX-lea, cor\u0103biile raguzane, care cutreierau m\u0103rile Levantului, aveau monopolul comer\u021bului cu \u00abnecredincio\u0219ii\u00bb – monopol acordat de Sf. Scaun \u2013, ceea ce d\u0103dea Raguzei o importan\u021b\u0103 deosebit\u0103 fa\u021b\u0103 de aceste mici republici ale Europei meridionale. Raguza se mai distingea \u0219i prin alte \u00eensu\u0219iri alese, iar faima \u00eenv\u0103\u021b\u0103torilor s\u0103i, renumele scriitorilor s\u0103i, gustul arti\u0219tilor s\u0103i \u00eei atr\u0103sese denumirea de \u00abAtena slavon\u0103\u00bb\u201d. Dup\u0103 mai mult de jum\u0103tate de secol, \u00eenaintam \u00een fo\u0219netul acestor pagini spre Raguza de odinioar\u0103, Dubrovnikul Croa\u021biei de azi, cu presentimentul unei bucurii, al unui dar pentru cititoarea r\u0103mas\u0103 \u00een hulub\u0103ria adolescen\u021bei.
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\nIgnatie GRECU<\/strong><\/p>\n

POVESTE DE TOAMN\u0102<\/strong><\/p>\n

Motto:
\n\u201eEl este numit uneori sufletul,
\ndar cel mai exact ar fi s\u0103-i spunem
\ntot a\u0219a, c\u00e2ntecul.\u201d
\n(N. St\u0103nescu)<\/em><\/p>\n

I<\/p>\n

De mult am visat
\ns\u0103 fim dou\u0103 lebede albe,
\nsuflete al meu,
\nnu \u00een zbor maiestuos
\nci umbrind
\napa unui r\u00e2u
\n\u00een lene\u0219\u0103 plutire.
\nOprindu-ne din loc \u00een loc,
\neu s\u0103-mi scufund capul \u00een ad\u00e2nc
\ndup\u0103 hran\u0103. Tu s\u0103 te \u00eenfoiezi
\nal\u0103turi \u00eentinz\u00e2nd alb g\u00e2tul spre cer
\n\u0219i s\u0103 te rogi. Da, s\u0103 te rogi!
\nSunt clipe \u00een zori
\nc\u00e2nd suli\u021be vesele de lumin\u0103
\nating neaua penelor noastre
\nf\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103 o topeasc\u0103.
\nCe dulce visare!<\/p>\n

II<\/p>\n

Iat\u0103, se-aude lung, un zgomot
\nde ro\u021bi, parc\u0103!
\n– Fii lini\u0219tit, suflete al meu!
\nE un tren care traverseaz\u0103 r\u00e2ul
\npeste un pod.
\nNu-i nici o primejdie! C\u0103l\u0103torii
\ns-au adunat la geam
\n\u0219i ne privesc cu-nc\u00e2ntare.
\n\u00centinde aripa \u0219i-i salut\u0103!
\nAt\u00e2t de rar au ocazia
\ns\u0103 vad\u0103 o pereche de p\u0103s\u0103ri
\nplutind fericit\u0103 \u00een sus, pe r\u00e2u.
\n\u0218i \u00eenc\u0103 o pereche de lebede,
\nsuflete al meu.<\/p>\n

III<\/p>\n

Oamenii, ce-i drept, se bucur\u0103
\nc\u00e2nd v\u0103d ceva imaculat
\n\u00een mi\u0219care.
\nDe pild\u0103, un nor de marmur\u0103
\npe cer,
\nun stol de egrete, o ninsoare…
\nFrumoase sunt plec\u0103rile,
\ndar mult mai frumoase re\u00eentoarcerile.<\/p>\n

IV<\/p>\n

Ce limpede-i apa \u0219i rece !
\nFrunza pe ram bate-n auriu cald,
\nscris\u0103 pe margini cu purpur\u0103.
\nCe ro\u0219ii sunt boabele m\u0103runte
\n\u00een spini!
\nGraurii se-adun\u0103 \u00een stoluri, \u021bin sfat
\npe \u00eenaltele s\u00e2rme de tensiune.
\n– S\u0103 plece sau s\u0103 mai stea?
\nS\u0103 nu te temi, suflete al meu!
\nPrive\u0219te natura. Se \u00eempodobe\u0219te
\nat\u00e2t de ales, oglindindu-se-n r\u00e2ul
\n\u00een care noi ne petrecem o clip\u0103 din via\u021b\u0103.
\nAur\u0103rii \u00eemp\u0103r\u0103te\u0219ti str\u0103lucesc
\npe fiecare ram.
\n\u0218i v\u0103zduhul susur\u0103 moale,
\nca un ulei de m\u0103sline.
\nCe pace oare va s\u0103 vin\u0103?
\nPe dealuri \u0219i-n v\u0103i nici un suspin.
\nStrugurii at\u00e2rn\u0103 \u00een vii rod deplin.
\nPaftale de aur \u00eencing pomii la mijloc
\ns\u0103 stea drep\u021bi \u00eenc\u0103rca\u021bi de roade,
\nca ni\u0219te o\u0219teni \u00eenarma\u021bi.
\nBea cu tot cerul, lumin\u0103! Cine
\ndin umbra cea deas\u0103 ne-ndeamn\u0103?
\nE fericit\u0103 o pas\u0103re care nu doarme.
\nSau veveri\u021ba lovind cu flac\u0103ra cozii
\n\u00een copaci?
\n\u00cenc\u0103 se mai v\u0103d sau par brodate
\nurme de c\u0103prioar\u0103 \u00een iarb\u0103,
\nca pe un ve\u0219m\u00e2nt, \u00een poian\u0103.
\nSub st\u00e2nc\u0103, izvorul, acela\u0219i mereu, arunc\u0103
\nal\u021bi stropi lumino\u0219i
\nfr\u0103gezind umbra luminii…<\/p>\n

V<\/p>\n

Ce bine-i aici! P\u00e2n\u0103 c\u00e2nd, Doamne?
\nPietri\u0219ul sclipe\u0219te at\u00e2t de clar pe fund
\n\u00eenc\u00e2t te face s\u0103 crezi
\nc\u0103-i bolta \u00eenstelat\u0103.<\/p>\n

Pe\u0219ti\u0219ori multicolori vin iute
\n\u0219i pleac\u0103 \u00een zbor
\npe sub umbra piepturilor noastre
\nnave u\u0219oare-n plutire.
\nAsemeni unor sunete de flaut,
\nsinguri intr\u0103
\n\u00een jgheabul g\u00e2tlejurilor noastre
\n\u0219i nu vor s\u0103 mai ias\u0103.
\nO, dulce prad\u0103 c\u00e2nt\u0103toare!<\/p>\n

E vremea, cred, suflete al meu, \u0219i noi,
\n\u00eentinz\u00e2nd turnul g\u00e2turilor noastre
\n\u0219i, deschiz\u00e2nd larg aripile albe,
\ns\u0103 ne \u00een\u0103l\u021b\u0103m zbur\u00e2nd
\nc\u0103tre limanul cel lin
\ncare departe foarte ne-a\u0219teapt\u0103!…<\/p>\n

VI<\/p>\n

Un nor ca o leb\u0103d\u0103 alb\u0103
\nr\u0103mas \u00een urm\u0103, plutind
\ns-a apropiat de ceilal\u021bi nori
\n\u0219i s-au \u00eembr\u0103\u021bi\u0219at s\u0103rut\u00e2ndu-se.
\nAlbastru, prea albastru era
\ncerul c\u00e2nd toate dintr-odat\u0103
\nb\u0103t\u00e2nd puternic din aripi
\ns-au \u00een\u0103l\u021bat zbur\u00e2nd.
\nMari pic\u0103turi de ploaie, reci,
\nau m\u00e2ng\u00e2iat, apoi, c\u00e2mpia,
\ncare, lin, prea lin, a tres\u0103rit,
\n\u00een soare, \u00eenverzind.<\/p>\n

VII<\/p>\n

Vine un anotimp c\u00e2nd p\u0103s\u0103rile
\n\u00ee\u0219i \u00eentind larg aripile
\n\u0219i se \u00eenal\u021b\u0103 zbur\u00e2nd
\nla \u021b\u0103ri cu nume ciudate, str\u0103ine.<\/p>\n

C\u00e2ntecul pleac\u0103 odat\u0103 cu ele.
\nR\u0103m\u00e2ne p\u0103durea s\u0103rac\u0103
\n\u0219i codrul b\u0103tr\u00e2n.
\nIzvorul deap\u0103n\u0103 \u00een zadar
\npovestea lor nesf\u00e2r\u0219it\u0103
\nc\u00e2nd, fericite, ramurile
\nse plecau
\nml\u0103dioase \u00een zori
\nleg\u0103n\u00e2nd o auror\u0103 de c\u00e2ntece
\nvoioase…<\/p>\n

VIII<\/p>\n

M\u0103-ntreb uneori, \u00een tain\u0103:
\nDespre m\u0103ri, oare, se poate
\nc\u00e2nta?
\nDespre dimine\u021bile ca ni\u0219te
\nacoperi\u0219uri de aur
\npe mun\u021bii de diamant.
\nC\u00e2mpii \u00een rev\u0103rsare de holde
\nca ni\u0219te nori de
\npurpur\u0103…
\n\u0218i lumea o sc\u00e2nteie mic\u0103,
\nmic\u0103 de tot
\nla cap\u0103tul acestei vie\u021bi
\ntremur\u00e2nd, vai,
\ntremur\u00e2nd…<\/p>\n


\nValeriu MITITELU<\/strong>
\n\"\"

Mama r\u0103ni\u021bilor<\/strong><\/p>\n

bea tat\u0103 c\u0103 prea \u021bi-a fost l\u0103sat s\u0103 \u00eenghi\u021bi amarul p\u00e2n\u0103 mai ieri
\n\u00eentoarce-te pe \u0219apte c\u0103r\u0103ri
\nce dac\u0103 se vor auzi c\u00e2inii \u00een giurgiu l\u0103tr\u00e2nd
\nvor fi av\u00e2nd \u0219i ei necazul lor
\nc\u00e2inesc
\nlas\u0103-i s\u0103 h\u0103m\u0103ie
\nde azi-noapte la mama r\u0103ni\u021bilor paharele fream\u0103t\u0103 a\u0219tept\u00e2ndu-te
\nai grij\u0103 atunci c\u00e2nd ajungi d\u0103 drumul cailor
\ngone\u0219te-i de pe pe tapet departe \u00een lume
\n\u0219i reazem\u0103-\u021bi sufletul de to\u021bi pere\u021bii
\nbea tat\u0103 p\u00e2n\u0103 c\u00e2nd oi intra \u00een podea
\nbea de te s\u0103tur\u0103
\niar dac\u0103 vinul \u021bi-o curge prin barb\u0103 ajung\u00e2ndu-\u021bi la os
\n\u0219i de la os \u00eenapoi p\u00e2n\u0103 la sc\u00e2ndur\u0103
\nmama n-o s\u0103 te certe
\nmama n-o s\u0103 mai zic\u0103 nimic
\nnici o clevetire nici un duh r\u0103u nu-\u021bi vor mu\u0219ca gleznele
\nbea tat\u0103 \u00een tihn\u0103 nu te gr\u0103bi
\nvia din spatele casei pentru tine a pl\u00e2ns toat\u0103 luna lui martie
\ndin tine hr\u0103nindu-se
\npentru tine rodin<\/p>\n


\n\u00cenvoirea<\/strong><\/p>\n

mai vino tat\u0103 \u00een vise
\n\u00eentinde-mi m\u00e2na sl\u0103bit\u0103 s\u0103 st\u0103m de vorb\u0103
\nc\u00e2t ar arde-o \u021bigar\u0103
\nspune-mi cum o mai duci \u0219i ce mai face Andreea
\noasele te mai dor pantofii te str\u00e2ng
\nscrisorile \u0219i ziarele \u00ee\u021bi ajung
\np\u00e2inea tot neagr\u0103-i
\nspune-mi tat\u0103 cine-\u021bi c\u00e2rpe\u0219te \u0219osetele
\niar c\u00e2nd la noi plou\u0103 acolo e soare
\npe aici flor\u0103resele \u0219i-au pitit margaretele sub tejghele
\n\u0219i to\u021bi ridic\u0103 din umeri
\n\u0219i nimeni nu \u0219tie dac\u0103 greva mecanicilor de tren
\na r\u0103sturnat garnitura pe drum
\nsau pur \u0219i simplu sunt al\u021bii pe list\u0103 la r\u00e2nd
\nmiercuri joi vineri s\u00e2mb\u0103t\u0103…
\nhai tat\u0103 duminic\u0103 ie\u0219i la raport \u0219i cere-o-nvoire
\nc\u00e2t ar arde-o \u021bigar\u0103<\/p>\n


\nPatruzeci<\/strong><\/p>\n

de patruzeci de zile diminea\u021ba \u00een zori m\u00e2ng\u00e2i p\u0103m\u00e2ntul
\nflori ve\u0219tede panglici \u0219i-o piatr\u0103 mai gr\u0103iesc despre tine
\nsub semnul fecioarei pe drumuri de sare
\nde-a oarba prin lini\u0219tea alb\u0103
\ntot balb\u00e2i cu degetele \u0219i m\u00e2ng\u00e2i p\u0103m\u00e2ntul
\nmi te-ar\u0103\u021bi apoi iar\u0103\u0219i te-ascunzi undeva sub o frunz\u0103
\nc\u0103zut\u0103 \u0219i ea la c\u00e2ntatul coco\u0219ilor
\nunde esti?
\n\u201ea\u021bi aflat despre Gheorghe \u0219ti\u021bi cumva i-o fi foame \u00eei lipse\u0219te ceva?”
\niar palmele lor zdrelite \u00eentinse a poman\u0103 povestesc tremur\u00e2nd
\n\u00een aerul rece \u0219i putred al toamnei<\/p>\n


\ntrecerea<\/strong><\/p>\n

stingerea a fost dat\u0103 de mult dar
\nfelinarele se \u00eenc\u0103p\u0103\u021b\u00e2neaz\u0103 s\u0103 p\u00e2lp\u00e2ie
\nprin marea cetate doar greierii
\nse mai aud \u021b\u00e2r\u00e2ind redundant
\nsau poate schel\u0103l\u0103itul unui c\u00e2ine cuib\u0103rit
\nla c\u0103p\u0103t\u00e2iul st\u0103p\u00e2nului p\u0103zindu-i \u00eenc\u0103 oasele
\ndeun\u0103zi pe aici au trecut la pas cavalerii
\nflutur\u00e2nd steagurile
\n\u0219i c\u00e2t\u0103 pace au l\u0103sat \u00een praful
\nfierbinte al amiezii copitele cailor
\nah c\u00e2t\u0103 lini\u0219te \u0219i c\u00e2t\u0103 uitare sub crengile
\nde m\u0103ce\u0219 pe care se coace rozariul<\/p>\n


\niat\u0103 fiul t\u0103u<\/strong><\/p>\n

iat\u0103 fiul T\u0103u odihnind \u00eentre flori
\nstr\u0103in de tot ce p\u00e2n\u0103 azi l-a-ncercat
\nlum\u00e2nare topit\u0103 – trupul s\u0103u ostenit din care s\u00e2ngele a fugit
\nscrie acum caligrafic reveren\u021be unei alte femei
\niat\u0103 fiul T\u0103u \u0219i-a l\u0103sat poarta casei deschis\u0103
\n\u0219i azi se \u00eentoarce la Tine<\/p>\n


\nmiercuri<\/strong><\/p>\n

dac\u0103 e miercuri po\u021bi primi la schimb
\n\u00een locul pantofilor o pereche de aripi
\ndac\u0103 e miercuri te lepezi de trup \u0219i
\n\u00eenve\u021bi de la fluturi zborul planat prin livezi
\nsau te-ascunzi \u00eentr-un fagure
\n\u0219i repe\u021bi despre \u00eengeri
\ndac\u0103 e miercuri legea gravita\u021biei
\nse abrog\u0103 \u00een regim de urgen\u021b\u0103
\niar infinitul \u00eencepe dintr-un fir de pelin
\ndac\u0103 e miercuri patru pere\u021bi
\n\u00ee\u021bi pun via\u021ba \u00eentr-o parantez\u0103
\napoi c\u00e2t ai clipi ace\u0219tia se preschimb\u0103
\n\u00eentr-o suburbie a mor\u021bii prin care
\n\u00ee\u021bi r\u0103t\u0103ce\u0219ti singur\u0103tatea<\/p>\n


\nlumea nou\u0103<\/strong><\/p>\n

dou\u0103zeci de ani ai stat pironit pe cruce
\nazi \u00een sf\u00e2r\u0219it ai cobor\u00e2t \u0219i ostenit
\nte-ai lungit pe mas\u0103 \u00een mijlocul casei
\ncurtea-i ticsit\u0103 de oameni \u0219optindu-te-n rug\u0103ciuni
\ndar tu dormi ne\u00eentors ca un prunc
\nmama s\u0103rmana la c\u0103p\u0103t\u00e2i te vegheaz\u0103
\nalung\u00e2nd mu\u0219tele departe
\ndincolo de linia orizontului
\ntu dormi \u0219i nu pot s\u0103 \u00ee\u021bi trec pragul
\nprivindu-\u021bi bra\u021bul de sare ridicat peste nori
\nflutur\u00e2nd din lumea nou\u0103 a drep\u021bilor o batist\u0103<\/p>\n


\nVirgil Diaconu<\/strong>
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P\u0103durea<\/strong><\/p>\n

De la o vreme m\u0103 izbesc tot mai des
\nde geamul prin care se vede p\u0103durea.
\nCa o vrabie \u2013 de geamul prin care se vede p\u0103durea.
\nP\u0103durea celor o mie de glasuri, vorbitoarea p\u0103dure.<\/p>\n

A\u015f putea s-o ating \u2013 \u00eemi spun \u2013,
\ndac\u0103 noaptea strecurat\u0103 pe sub u\u015f\u0103
\nnu s-ar pune cu pieptul ei \u00een ferestre.
\nA\u015f putea s-o ating \u2013 dac\u0103 \u00eentunericul
\nnu mi-ar ascunde m\u00e2inile.<\/p>\n

\u00centunericul! El \u00eemi pune \u00eentotdeauna piedici,
\nde\u015fi eu nu am r\u00e2vnit niciodat\u0103 palatele lui.
\n\u00centunericul, \u00eemp\u0103ratul \u00centuneric!
\nEl m\u0103 \u0163ine sub sticl\u0103 \u015fi \u00eemi ascunde p\u0103durea.
\nP\u0103durea celor o mie de glasuri, vorbitoarea p\u0103dure.
\nP\u0103durea, acest fream\u0103t verde. Sufletul meu verde.<\/p>\n

Numai eu m\u0103 izbesc ca o vrabie
\nde geamul prin care se vede p\u0103durea.
\nP\u0103durea, care \u00eemi vorbe\u015fte \u00een toate limbile p\u0103m\u00e2ntului,
\nde team\u0103 c\u0103 n-o mai \u00een\u0163eleg.<\/p>\n

Copil\u0103ria, desigur, m\u0103 strig\u0103 din cuiburi.
\nEa \u00eemi pune aripi; ea m\u0103 \u00eembrac\u0103 \u00een vr\u0103bii de sus \u015fi p\u00e2n\u0103 jos.<\/p>\n

Vezi, licuricii \u015fi greierii nop\u0163ii sunt chiar organele mele.
\nSunt f\u0103pturile care m\u0103 \u0163in \u00een via\u0163\u0103 \u00eenc\u0103 de la \u00eenceputuri.
\nEle m\u0103 scot \u00een fiecare zi de sub sticl\u0103 \u015fi \u00eemi arat\u0103 p\u0103durea\u2026<\/p>\n

P\u0103durea, acest fream\u0103t verde.
\nSufletul meu verde.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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