{"id":17480,"date":"2022-03-11T13:27:18","date_gmt":"2022-03-11T10:27:18","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=17480"},"modified":"2022-03-11T13:48:26","modified_gmt":"2022-03-11T10:48:26","slug":"literadura-nr-23-5","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=17480","title":{"rendered":"Literadura nr. 23 (5)"},"content":{"rendered":"

Ciprian VESTEMEAN<\/strong>
\n\"\"

Cum scriu eu?*<\/strong><\/p>\n

Noaptea curge pe dealuri ca un r\u00e2u
\nScriu ascult\u00e2nd o muzic\u0103 celest\u0103,
\ndar m\u0103 simt ca \u00een infern\u2026
\ncu Dante.
\nO sopran\u0103 m\u0103 prinde str\u00e2ns
\nde g\u00e2tul inflamat,
\nm\u0103 ridic\u0103 p\u00e2n\u0103-n stele, la muze.
\n\u00cen vid m\u0103 s\u0103rut\u0103\u2026
\nsimt cum notele c\u00e2ntului ei
\n\u00eemi danseaz\u0103 pe buze.
\nApoi \u00eemi asalteaz\u0103 limba
\nAm o gur\u0103 melodioas\u0103, de privighetoare
\nDar nu mai pot respira din cauza unui DO
\nag\u0103\u021bat de m\u0103rul lui Adam.
\n\u00cenghit un \u00eentreg portativ \u0219i m\u0103 salvez!
\nDin nou pot asculta \u00eengerii\u2026
\nCe! Am murit?
\nIar?<\/p>\n


\nN\u0103sc\u00e2nd un poem*<\/strong><\/p>\n

Versul mi se t\u00e2r\u0103\u0219te-n poal\u0103
\n\u00eel m\u0103sor dintr-o privire
\n\u0219i-apoi \u00eencep s\u0103 torc un nou poem.
\nCro\u0219etez cuv\u00e2nt dup\u0103 cuv\u00e2nt,
\nbroderia e-aproape gata.
\nOare unde s-o expun?
\nE pentru tine:
\n\u201eVreau s\u0103 fim \u00eempreun\u0103
\np\u00e2n\u0103 c\u00e2nd b\u0103tr\u00e2ne\u021bea
\nne va decoji
\n\u0219i moartea
\nne va \u00eenchide-nghesuit
\n\u00eentr-o coaj\u0103 de alun!\u201d<\/p>\n


\nRemember <\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

Marin IFRIM<\/strong>
\n\"\"

Lucrare de licen\u021b\u0103<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00een gr\u0103dina cu urzici
\ncresc lalele \u0219i trandafiri
\ngr\u0103dinarul nu rupe
\nniciun fir
\ntotul e or\u00e2nduit
\n\u00een ritmul providen\u021bei<\/p>\n

la cap\u0103tul tijelor verzi
\ne jum\u0103tate \u00eentuneric
\njum\u0103tate lumin\u0103
\nr\u00e2me \u0219i r\u00e2ndunele<\/p>\n

dincolo de gard
\npe frunze de dud
\nm\u0103tasea ridic\u0103 hangare
\npentru fluturii amiezii<\/p>\n

melci ai v\u0103zduhului etern
\n\u00een cochilii cu blindaj baroc
\nlucrare de licen\u021b\u0103
\n\u00eencetinind viteza luminii<\/p>\n


\nLumina urc\u0103 \u00eenapoi \u00een ceruri<\/strong><\/p>\n

pe partea nev\u0103zut\u0103 a crucii
\nochiul min\u021bii prive\u0219te
\nz\u0103d\u0103rnicia de a \u00een\u021belege
\nefemeritatea obez\u0103
\na timpului<\/p>\n

trebuie s\u0103 existe
\no u\u0219\u0103 secret\u0103 spre
\nsomnul din ceas<\/p>\n

umbre buruienoase
\ntot scormone lumina
\n\u00een c\u0103utarea unui popas
\ndin ce \u00een ce mai greu
\nde g\u0103sit cu ochelarii
\nde floarea soarelui<\/p>\n

lumina urc\u0103 \u00eenapoi la ceruri
\n\u00eentr-o retragere haotic\u0103
\nr\u0103nit\u0103 de ochiul omului
\nr\u0103u \u00een toate<\/p>\n

orbirea de sub pleoape
\ncoboar\u0103 spre t\u0103lpile iadului<\/p>\n


\nSub fostele constela\u021bii \u00eencinse<\/strong><\/p>\n

mersul din tine \u00eensu\u021bi
\ne scurt c\u00e2t propria-\u021bi via\u021b\u0103
\najuns\u0103 la ultima intersec\u021bie<\/p>\n

nu mai exist\u0103
\n\u00eenainte \u0219i \u00eenapoi
\nci doar o sta\u021bie facultativ\u0103
\nun purgatoriu de foc
\n\u00eentre dou\u0103 ape \u00eenghi\u021bite
\nde gurile de nisip
\nale pustiului<\/p>\n

supliciile native
\nale speciei au tot ce trebuie
\npentru a cr\u0103pa ghea\u021ba
\n\u00een plante eterate
\ncrescute direct
\n\u00een cerul mat de sub
\nfostele constela\u021bii \u00eencinse<\/p>\n


\n\u00cen zori suntem mai mul\u021bi<\/strong><\/p>\n

pentru o via\u021b\u0103 lung\u0103
\nnu exist\u0103 secunde \u00een plus<\/p>\n

zilele sunt ca zborul
\nnoaptea se ofilesc
\nsub epiderma timpului
\nne\u0219tiut de priviri opace<\/p>\n

\u00een zori mereu suntem
\nmai mul\u021bi dec\u00e2t
\nc\u00e2nd am \u00eenserat<\/p>\n

numerota\u021bi unul c\u00e2te unul
\ncale lung\u0103 p\u00e2n\u0103 sub cruci
\nn\u0103scu\u021bi din na\u0219tere<\/p>\n

\u00eemperecheri \u00een zbor
\ndeasupra cimitirelor
\ncu puzderii de stele cocsate
\nastup\u0103 izvoare termale
\ncu aburi de aur transformat
\n\u00een \u021b\u0103r\u00e2n\u0103 vie<\/p>\n


\n\u0218i cu oglinda: trei<\/strong><\/p>\n

noapte golit\u0103 de
\ncelelalte culori cu
\nvisuri transferate
\n\u00een al\u021bi neuroni
\nl\u00e2ng\u0103 un bec de
\n63 de wa\u021bi
\nstins de amprenta
\ncare indic\u0103
\nambele identit\u0103\u021bi
\nale luminii<\/p>\n

om \u00eentreg \u00eentre
\ndou\u0103 jum\u0103t\u0103\u021bi de lumi<\/p>\n

timp feliat
\ncu via\u021b\u0103 oscilant\u0103
\n\u00een ambele p\u0103r\u021bi<\/p>\n

c\u00e2nd acela\u0219i lucru
\nse \u00eent\u00e2lne\u0219te cu el \u00eensu\u0219i
\n\u0219i cu oglinda: trei<\/p>\n


\nCu focul \u00een gene<\/strong><\/p>\n

aici oamenii nu mor
\nniciodat\u0103
\ndoar iarba
\n\u0219i frunzele
\ndoar celelalte
\nviet\u0103\u021bi
\nse sf\u00e2r\u0219esc \u00een
\noameni
\nace\u0219ti m\u00e2nc\u0103tori
\nde p\u0103m\u00e2nt crud
\ndin tat\u0103 \u00een fiu
\nb\u0103utori de lumin\u0103
\n\u0219i \u00eentuneric
\nb\u0103utori de formul\u0103
\na apei \u00eenghe\u021bate
\nsorbitori de nori
\ncu focul \u00een gene
\np\u00e2rjolind
\nsecol dup\u0103 secol
\n\u00een numele unui viitor
\nmereu mai incert
\npentru o planet\u0103
\nrupt\u0103 din rai<\/p>\n


\nUnii spun c\u0103…<\/strong><\/p>\n

la o simpl\u0103 num\u0103r\u0103toare
\ninvers\u0103
\n\u00eemp\u0103ratul a tr\u0103it
\no singur\u0103 zi<\/p>\n

mai bine
\nnu se n\u0103\u0219tea
\nar fi zis
\nursitoarele din opozi\u021bie<\/p>\n

\u00eentotdeauna
\npentru tirani timpul e
\nscurt precum o r\u00e2m\u0103
\nsciziparizat\u0103<\/p>\n

la o simpl\u0103 numerotare
\nrecens\u0103mintele spun
\nc\u0103 robul e ve\u0219nic
\n\u0219i ia mereu
\ntotul de la cap\u0103t<\/p>\n

unii spun c\u0103
\nadev\u0103rul e la mijloc
\nal\u021bii cred c\u0103 minciuna
\nare dou\u0103 guri sparte<\/p>\n


\nPrin r\u00e2\u0219ni\u021ba speran\u021bei<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00eengeri cu fe\u021be cutate
\n\u00ee\u0219i pun \u00eentreb\u0103ri
\ndespre via\u021b\u0103
\ntocmai acum c\u00e2nd
\na fost descoperit\u0103
\nb\u0103tr\u00e2ne\u021bea f\u0103r\u0103 tinere\u021be<\/p>\n

stresul locuie\u0219te \u00een
\nplante carnivore
\n\u0219i-n seva firului de nisip
\ntrecut prin r\u00e2\u0219ni\u021ba
\nsperan\u021bei<\/p>\n

intri \u00een via\u021b\u0103 om
\n\u0219i ie\u0219i farmacie ambulant\u0103
\ncu mers de p\u0103ianjen
\n\u00een ghips<\/p>\n

p\u00e2n\u0103 \u0219i ceaiurile
\nde bronz dau \u00een clocot
\ncr\u0103pate de acela\u0219i
\nfir de nisip<\/p>\n


\nRobotul din jil\u021b<\/strong><\/p>\n

asta e meseria sa
\ndeschide fermoarele
\ncerului
\n\u0219i prive\u0219te \u00een gol
\nca un endoscop
\noasele r\u00e2mei<\/p>\n

lucreaz\u0103 \u0219i duminica
\nare fler de cartofor
\nrespir\u0103 \u00een vid
\nprecum aurolacii
\navizi de planete bogate
\nbine disipate
\n\u00een pungi de plastic<\/p>\n

d\u0103 drumul ploilor
\ndirect \u00een r\u0103d\u0103cinile
\ns\u00e2rmei ghimpate
\ns\u0103 creasc\u0103 libertatea
\ndin fermoarele cerului<\/p>\n

ast\u0103zi la muzeu
\nrobotul a cobor\u00e2t \u00een jil\u021b
\ns\u0103 asculte slujba
\nefemerit\u0103\u021bii matematice<\/p>\n


\nGata de inciner\u0103ri celeste<\/strong><\/p>\n

reptila c\u00e2nt\u0103 sub frunze
\nprecum sirenele
\nspre Ulise<\/p>\n

sub rugina nisipului alb
\n\u00een\u021beleptul conchide c\u0103
\nmoartea e filozofia de
\n\u00eenceput a vie\u021bii<\/p>\n

un greiere prim solist
\nsare dintr-o sc\u00e2nteie \u00een
\nalta dinspre partea rupt\u0103
\na lunii centrifugate \u00een
\nscena rotativ\u0103 a unui
\nteatru cu actori
\npentru un singur rol <\/p>\n

e timpul s\u0103 \u00eentoarce\u021bi
\ntelescoapele
\nspre p\u0103m\u00e2nt
\naici unde fiecare
\nmoare de mai multe ori \u0219i
\n\u00eenviaz\u0103 o singur\u0103 dat\u0103
\npe masa de opera\u021bie
\nsau \u00eentr-o morg\u0103 gata
\nde inciner\u0103ri celeste<\/p>\n

(8 \u2013 17 ianuarie 2019)<\/em><\/p>\n


\nIoan Vintil\u0103 FINTI\u0218<\/strong>
\n\"\"

Simfonie perfect\u0103 a cerului \u0219i apei<\/strong><\/p>\n

1.<\/p>\n

\u00eemi repoveste\u0219ti via\u021ba
\n cavaler h\u0103ituit de cea mai nobil\u0103 triste\u021be
\n se cutremur\u0103 dealul magia b\u00e2ntuie catedrala fiin\u021bei<\/p>\n

apoi se lumineaz\u0103 apa
\n sunt mai fericit dec\u00e2t un cuv\u00e2nt
\n dec\u00e2t o arip\u0103 de \u00eenger care se t\u00e2nguie v\u00e2slind<\/p>\n

se arat\u0103 un ora\u0219 parc\u0103 de fum
\n acolo te voi \u00eempodobi
\n cu o frumuse\u021be doar de mine \u0219tiut\u0103
\n moartea \u00ee\u0219i va deschide coper\u021bile
\n voi deveni poem nemuritor <\/p>\n

2.<\/p>\n

se cern pustiet\u0103\u021bi prin cuvinte
\n fragmente de timp \u00een\u0219irate pe trup
\n \u00een dimine\u021bile copil\u0103rie nu eram a\u0219a de singuri
\n potecile cre\u0219teau dintr-un munte
\n acum suntem fotografii de praf
\n pe un perete care se mic\u0219oreaz\u0103 <\/p>\n

trenurile s-au r\u0103t\u0103cit prin g\u0103ri
\n prin halte albastre<\/p>\n

crap\u0103 un fulger pe acoperi\u0219ul p\u0103durii
\n p\u0103pu\u0219ile se rostogolesc \u00eempreun\u0103 cu noi \u00een uitare<\/p>\n

3.<\/p>\n

e toamn\u0103 frunzele au cobor\u00e2t de pe cai
\n via\u021ba o simfonie neterminat\u0103
\n \u00een pustiul dintre dou\u0103 secunde<\/p>\n

te strig de pe munte cuvintele ard
\n poemul cre\u0219te <\/p>\n

s\u0103 fugim c\u0103tre r\u00e2uri
\n n\u0103lucile ne boteaz\u0103 cu cer \u0219i p\u0103m\u00e2nt
\n materia nu mai exist\u0103 <\/p>\n

\u00eengerul \u00eemi face semn cu un crin
\n iubito s\u0103 fugim din ora\u0219
\n spada suta\u0219ului reteaz\u0103 o pas\u0103re de aer
\n 4.<\/p>\n

cum o straj\u0103 de noapte
\n umbra se furi\u0219eaz\u0103 departe de trup
\n acolo unde dorm cor\u0103bieri de nisip
\n a\u0219tept\u00e2nd refluxul s\u0103 cad\u0103 din vis<\/p>\n

sunt semne pe cer
\n f\u0103ptura se oglinde\u0219te \u00een sine
\n tu e\u0219ti femeia pierdut\u0103 \u00eentr-o cruciada de v\u00e2nt<\/p>\n

5.<\/p>\n

fragmente de timp
\n straniu cad peste noi
\n cobor atunci dintr-o uria\u0219\u0103 mirare
\n pe care tu o nume\u0219ti via\u021b\u0103<\/p>\n

am str\u0103b\u0103tut \u021binuturi
\n am cucerit ora\u0219e
\n de\u0219ert\u0103ciune zic<\/p>\n

tu m\u0103 a\u0219tep\u021bi \u00eentr-o poveste cu greci
\n o clip\u0103 doar te-am visat
\n din valuri \u021besute cu st\u00e2nci
\n \u00eentrup\u00e2ndu-te floare de spum\u0103<\/p>\n

6.<\/p>\n

apoi ne r\u0103t\u0103cim \u00een pove\u0219ti
\n t\u00e2rziu la hanul reginei pierdute
\n c\u00e2nd l\u0103utari de z\u0103pad\u0103
\n dinspre nordul fiin\u021bei
\n vor cobor\u00ee cu s\u0103nii de lemn <\/p>\n

caii de trei ori \u00een noapte vor necheza
\n \u00eentr-un tablou de pe simeza cerului <\/p>\n

7.<\/p>\n

s\u0103rb\u0103toresc triste\u021bea regal\u0103 a clipei
\n \u00een valea pl\u00e2ngerii m\u0103 las uitat de tine<\/p>\n

\t 8.<\/p>\n

cer umbl\u0103tor
\n jum\u0103tate de pas\u0103re
\n pe o jum\u0103tate de \u021bip\u0103t
\nlacrim\u0103 \u0219i cruce
\n urm\u00e2ndu-ne \u00een suferin\u021b\u0103
\nadie duhul sf\u00e2nt
\n peste pustiul de cear\u0103<\/p>\n

prive\u0219te flac\u0103ra
\n cum p\u00e2lp\u00e2ie \u00een candela vie\u021bii
\n e\u0219ti drum c\u0103tre rug\u0103ciunea cea mai \u00eenalt\u0103<\/p>\n

coboar\u0103 toamna \u00een calul troian
\n solda\u021bi ai nes\u0103buin\u021bei aducem ofrand\u0103<\/p>\n

idolul c\u00e2nt\u0103
\n femeile nasc
\n p\u0103m\u00e2ntul se-ngra\u0219\u0103 <\/p>\n

9.<\/p>\n

sunt locuit de lumin\u0103
\n am \u00eencremenit \u00eentr-o rug\u0103ciune de frig
\n pe \u021b\u0103rmul care se mai nume\u0219te pitagora
\n cercul se g\u00e2nde\u0219te pe sine
\n trupul se deztrupeaz\u0103
\n cuvintele se retrag \u00eentr-un singur cuv\u00e2nt
\n rev\u0103rs\u00e2ndu-se mai apoi
\n simfonie perfect\u0103 a cerului \u0219i apei<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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