{"id":18780,"date":"2022-08-03T22:02:04","date_gmt":"2022-08-03T19:02:04","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=18780"},"modified":"2022-08-03T22:03:35","modified_gmt":"2022-08-03T19:03:35","slug":"spatii-culturale-nr-33-10","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=18780","title":{"rendered":"Spa\u021bii culturale nr. 33 (10)"},"content":{"rendered":"

Diana CARAGIU<\/strong>
\n\"\"

la ce or\u0103 ai spus c\u0103 vii<\/strong><\/p>\n

fluturii de la ferestra ochilor t\u0103i
\ns-au c\u0103\u0163\u0103rat pe pleoape
\n\u015fi amenin\u0163\u0103 c\u0103 se arunc\u0103
\n\u00een golul dintre noi doi<\/p>\n

eu \u00ee\u0163i spun
\nf\u0103 patul \u015fi culc\u0103-te
\nstinge lumina
\nnu-i vom l\u0103sa s\u0103 moar\u0103
\nsunt ultimii fluturi
\nla pia\u0163\u0103 nu au
\n\u015fi nici la biserica din col\u0163 nu se g\u0103sesc<\/p>\n

m\u00e2ine vom cump\u0103ra raci
\n\u015fi-i vom \u00eentreba cum d\u0103m timpul \u00eenapoi
\nei \u015ftiu pe de rost mersul trecutului
\ndormi
\nacum e t\u00e2rziu
\nvom trece \u015fi peste asta
\neu r\u0103m\u00e2n de veghe<\/p>\n


\na\u015f fi putut<\/strong><\/p>\n

tot cerul trosne\u015fte sub mine
\npasul t\u0103u confuz
\n\u00eemi pune piedic\u0103
\nde jos m\u0103 uit la tine
\ncu o ven\u0103 \u00een mirare \u015fi una \u00een exclamare
\nun ochi verde \u015fi unul ro\u015fu
\npeste mine treci pe orice culoare<\/p>\n

c\u00e2ndva aici a fost o trecere
\npentru pioni \u015fi nebuni
\ntu ai s\u0103rit cu calul la gedoi
\neu eram nebun\u0103 \u00een trecere<\/p>\n

\u00een timp, eu am luat calul de fr\u00e2u
\ntu ai plecat cu zebra
\nce faci? tu ridici piatra? tu?
\nhai, strig\u0103!
\nstrig\u0103, remiz\u0103!<\/p>\n


\nt\u0103cerea-i un cerc prin care sar norii<\/strong><\/p>\n

te prinzi de el \u015fi ploaia trece prin tine
\nca o vorb\u0103 aruncat\u0103 din mers
\npe care alunec\u0103m dou\u0103 sta\u0163ii mai \u00eencolo<\/p>\n

vatmanul \u0163ine un motan \u00een bra\u0163e
\nprobabil c\u0103 toarce, are ochii \u00een cea\u0163\u0103
\nnu cobori? \u0163i-am spus s\u0103 n-ai nici o grij\u0103,
\nse uit\u0103 lumea la noi!
\n\u0163ine via\u0163a de m\u00e2n\u0103<\/p>\n

\u015fi acum traverseaz\u0103
\n
\na nins<\/strong><\/p>\n

mu\u015fti via\u0163a de degetul mic
\n\u015fi se treze\u015fte din spasme amintindu-\u015fi
\nde dincolo
\ntu m\u0103 strigi
\nnumele meu a c\u0103zut de pe buzele tale
\nse rostogole\u015fte \u00een z\u0103pad\u0103<\/p>\n

azi ai f\u0103cut un Om
\nfericirea e g\u0103tit\u0103 de plecare<\/p>\n

\u00een ghete \u0163i-am pus ziua de m\u00e2ine<\/p>\n


\nst\u00e2ng drept, st\u00e2ng drept<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00een diminea\u0163a asta nu-i niciun asalt
\n\u00eemi trec doar m\u00e2inile prin p\u0103rul t\u0103u
\n\u015fi m\u0103 arunc \u00een albastru
\nca pe-o fereastr\u0103 ferecat\u0103 cu flori<\/p>\n

o s\u0103 mor aici \u00een tran\u015fee
\ncu g\u00e2ndul spart
\ncu inima \u00een\u0163\u0103rcat\u0103 \u015fi priponit\u0103 de-un gard
\nmugind la firul ierbii
\nva scoate trifoiul cu patru foi<\/p>\n

o s\u0103 rumeg\u0103m bine<\/p>\n

pe patul pistolului st\u0103 lini\u015ftea noastr\u0103
\nprin c\u0103lc\u00e2iele ei cr\u0103pate
\ntrec batalioane co ochii v\u0103rsa\u0163i de v\u00e2nt<\/p>\n

\u015fi, katiu\u015fa,
\nvino \u015fi tu mai aproape<\/p>\n


\ncu umbra tras\u0103 p\u00e2n\u0103 peste urechi<\/strong><\/p>\n

la ad\u0103postul ei
\ndincolo de varga fricii
\nniciodat\u0103 nu m-am v\u0103zut
\nmerg\u00e2nd cu ochii \u00eenchi\u015fi pe str\u0103zile \u0163uguiate<\/p>\n

nici pe voi nu v-am v\u0103zut
\ndoar gura cerului c\u0103scat\u0103 deasupra mea
\nsaliva \u015fi m\u0103 priveghea
\npe mine, mortul \u00een straie de lume,
\npe mine, mortul dezbr\u0103cat
\n\u015fi sc\u0103ldat \u00een albia p\u0103catului
\nunde o maic\u0103 \u0163ine un giulgiu la piept<\/p>\n

doar rug\u0103ciunea ei se aude
\ndincolo de morm\u00e2nt
\nl\u00e2ng\u0103 Cel r\u0103stignit
\nl\u00e2ng\u0103 sufletul meu altoit
\nsc\u00e2r\u0163, se aude o u\u015f\u0103,
\nsticle\u015fte o coas\u0103 \u00een iarba gras\u0103
\nia ciocanul \u015fi bate \u00een cui
\nziua de apoi<\/p>\n


\nstr\u0103zi \u00een evantai<\/strong><\/p>\n

ziua de ieri \u00eembr\u0103cat\u0103 \u00een ziua de azi
\nr\u0103t\u0103ce\u015fte pe str\u0103zile unui oarecare m\u00e2ine<\/p>\n

degeaba \u00ee\u0163i tai c\u0103lc\u00e2iul
\npantoful \u0103sta nu-i pentru tine
\ncum nici paharul acesta
\npe care n-ai s\u0103-l bei p\u00e2n\u0103 la cap\u0103t<\/p>\n

str\u00e2nge cerul de g\u00e2t
\np\u00e2n\u0103 c\u00e2nd \u00eei sare m\u0103rul
\np\u00e2n\u0103 c\u00e2nd cuv\u00e2ntul se \u00eenchide \u00een limb\u0103
\n\u015fi nu mai vrea s\u0103 ias\u0103
\np\u00e2n\u0103 c\u00e2nd ochiul meu amurg
\nr\u0103sare pe paji\u015ftea inimii tale
\nlas\u0103-l s\u0103 pasc\u0103, \u00ee\u0163i spun,
\nlas\u0103-l s\u0103 pasc\u0103
\nacum e miel, e miel
\na stat \u00een mine, Doamne,
\n\u015fi nu ne-am v\u0103zut cresc\u00e2nd<\/p>\n

doar \u00een iernile grele \u015fi lungi
\nrespira\u0163ia lui cald\u0103
\npeste privirea mea \u00eenghe\u0163at\u0103<\/p>\n


\npune degetul pe acest poem<\/strong><\/p>\n

e tot o ran\u0103,
\ne pesc\u0103ru\u015ful adormit lovind u\u015fa zorilor \u2013
\n\u015fi nu fi necredincios
\nvia\u0163a trece prin coapsa lui
\namintindu-\u0163i cum te-ai n\u0103scut
\nne\u00eentrebat
\n\u0163ip\u00e2nd f\u0103r\u0103 glas ca un acrobat la trapez
\ndezechilibrat
\nprind de aripa serii<\/p>\n


\nvreau s\u0103 c\u00e2nt<\/strong><\/p>\n

o melodie \u00eemi d\u0103 t\u00e2rcoale
\nm\u0103 trage de fust\u0103
\nce copil
\nse-opre\u015fte \u015fi \u00eentreab\u0103 via\u0163a despre mine
\nea nu \u015ftie ce s\u0103-i r\u0103spund\u0103
\n\u00eenchide ochii \u015fi se d\u0103-n leag\u0103n
\np\u00e2n\u0103 la cer<\/p>\n

adev\u0103rul se mir\u0103 de f\u0103ptura aceasta
\ncare calc\u0103 str\u00e2mb \u015fi d\u0103 bine<\/p>\n

m\u0103 doare crucea
\n– lemnul \u015fi carnea \u2013
\nviseaz\u0103 pe ochii mei tata \u015fi mama
\nstau de-o parte \u015fi de alta a bol\u0163ii
\n\u015fi o \u00eemping s\u0103 alunece-n mine
\ncu stele cu tot
\ncasele-adorm sub z\u0103pad\u0103
\nmi\u015fti \u00eentunericul
\ntic-tac
\nlumea se tope\u015fte pe limb\u0103
\nca un cub de ghea\u0163\u0103
\neu dau la lopat\u0103 f\u0103r\u0103 oprire
\np\u00e2n\u0103 \u00een pieptul t\u0103u<\/p>\n

ce frumos morm\u00e2nt, zic
\nvia\u0163a vine aproape de noi
\nne pip\u0103ie \u015fi crede
\nc\u0103 suntem ascun\u015fi \u00een ea<\/p>\n

1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10
\ncine nu-i gata, \u00eel iau cu lopata <\/p>\n


\neden <\/strong><\/p>\n

\u015fi eu r\u00e2deam
\n\u015fi valul se izbea de coasta ta
\n\u00eenc\u0103 \u0163ip\u00e2nd dup\u0103 facerea mea
\n\u015f`apoi nun e-am odihnit<\/p>\n

\u00eempinge moc\u0103ni\u0163a
\ns\u0103 ard\u0103 c\u0103rbunele
\n\u015fi pana scribului<\/p>\n

iubirea e o chestiune de gust, zise pescarul
\ndescurc\u00e2nd n\u0103vodul
\np\u00e2inea e fr\u00e2nt\u0103 de oboseal\u0103
\na\u015fa se \u00eemparte<\/p>\n

memento mori
\nce greu \u00eemi pic\u0103 asta
\napoi o gr\u0103din\u0103 ne-a prins de m\u00e2n\u0103
\n\u015fi noi pl\u00e2ngeam<\/p>\n


\nLucian M\u0102N\u0102ILESCU<\/strong>
\n\"\"

Plaza Mall<\/strong><\/p>\n

R\u0103t\u0103cesc prin Plaza Mall, casc gura
\nla minunile de plastic ale secolului,
\nnum\u0103r \u00een g\u00e2nd m\u0103run\u0163i\u015ful \u00eent\u00e2mpl\u0103rilor
\n\u015fi m\u0103 amuz de lucrurile visate c\u00e2ndva
\n(un laptop, o pereche de adida\u015fi
\nun aparat de filmat via\u0163a \u00een culori)
\n\u015fi \u00eencep s\u0103 cred c\u0103 triste\u0163ea
\nr\u0103m\u00e2ne singura pas\u0103re c\u00e2nt\u0103toare.<\/p>\n

M\u0103 mai leag\u0103 ceva de toate astea?
\nDe vitrinele noului secol?
\nDe oamenii gr\u0103bi\u0163i care trec unul prin altul
\nspre ambuscadele duio\u015fiei?<\/p>\n

Neauzite se spun aici pove\u015ftile\u2026
\nCopilul orfan \u00ee\u015fi rostogole\u015fte triste\u0163ea
\npe sc\u0103rile rulante, p\u0103pu\u015file Barbie
\n\u00eemb\u0103tr\u00e2nesc \u00een labirintul oglinzilor,
\ncineva \u00ee\u015fi aranjeaz\u0103 nodul din g\u00e2t
\niar casele de marcat afi\u015feaz\u0103
\npre\u0163ul fericirii\u2026<\/p>\n

\u00cen cur\u00e2nd o s\u0103 vin\u0103 seara \u015fi
\npe l\u00e2ng\u0103 zidurile din Plaza Mall
\numbra lui Dumnezeu
\nse va furi\u015fa gr\u0103bit\u0103
\nspre ziua de m\u00e2ine.<\/p>\n


\nSentiment din Nord<\/strong><\/p>\n

(Poetului George Vulturescu)<\/em><\/p>\n

Trebuie s\u0103 prive\u015fti istoria ca melcul,
\ncu un ochi \u00een afar\u0103 \u015fi cu altul
\n\u00eentors \u00een\u0103untru, asurzit de t\u0103cerea
\nvorbitoare a zeilor.
\nNumai a\u015fa vei putea adormi
\n\u00een ruinele nop\u0163ii, numai a\u015fa
\nte vei na\u015fte de o mie de ori,
\nnumai a\u015fa po\u0163i domesticii
\nfiara bl\u00e2nde\u0163ii, numai a\u015fa
\npo\u0163i supravie\u0163ui memoriei
\nmegalitice a fericirii…<\/p>\n

Cum altfel, dac\u0103 nu
\nb\u00e2ntui\u0163i de fantasmele ei,
\nne putem \u00eentoarce \u015fi unde?<\/p>\n


\nCuiburi de vr\u0103bii<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00cen transparen\u0163a r\u00e2ului de munte
\ntriste\u0163ea avea maluri abrupte
\npe care alerga copil\u0103ria descul\u0163\u0103.
\nTu nu mai treci demult pe acolo
\n\u015fi frunzi\u015furile toamnei
\nnu mai au cui s\u0103 se \u00eenchine \u015fi zilele
\ntrec \u015fi norii cotrob\u0103ie
\nla strea\u015fina casei b\u0103tr\u00e2ne
\ndup\u0103 cuiburi de vr\u0103bii…<\/p>\n


\nMa\u015fina salv\u0103rii<\/strong><\/p>\n

Diminea\u0163a, \u00een loc s\u0103-mi deschid sufletul
\ndau drumul televizorului \u015fi tr\u0103iesc pe apucate
\nambuscadele de la supermarketul din col\u0163,
\ncare azi are zi de promo\u0163ie, savurez
\nc\u00e2teva zboruri de \u00eencercare,
\nm\u0103 dau de-a berbeleacul
\npe pov\u00e2rni\u015ful unui seism din Pacific
\nsau r\u0103sfoiesc senza\u0163ionalele nimicuri
\nale ziarelor din provinciile de nord ale inimii.
\nNumai despre mine nu mai \u015ftiu nimic,
\nm\u0103 clatin \u00eentre dou\u0103 mir\u0103ri, \u00een timp
\nce ma\u015fina salv\u0103rii alearg\u0103 besmetic\u0103
\nspre spitalul de \u00eengeri<\/p>\n


\nM\u00e2ine<\/strong><\/p>\n

Azi e
\nLunimar\u0163i miercurijoivineris\u00e2mb\u0103t\u0103duminic\u0103
\ntrebuie s\u0103-mi scot adeverin\u0163e
\ns\u0103 pl\u0103tesc taxele pentru
\natrocit\u0103\u0163ile singur\u0103t\u0103\u0163ii
\ns\u0103 tr\u0103iesc ce se mai poate pe apucate
\n\u00een v\u0103lm\u0103\u015fagul \u00eent\u00e2mpl\u0103rilor m\u0103runte…
\nAcum stau \u00een fa\u0163a ghi\u015feului gri
\n\u015fi a\u015ftept ca un func\u0163ionar plictisit
\ns\u0103-mi pun\u0103 \u015ftampila pe suflet.
\n– Hai odat\u0103, domnule, \u00eei spun \u00een g\u00e2nd,
\ne deja foarte t\u00e2rziu \u015fi mai am multe de f\u0103cut…
\nAzi e
\nlunimar\u0163i miercurijoivineris\u00e2mb\u0103t\u0103duminic\u0103…
\nM\u00e2ine nu va mai fi nici o zi.<\/p>\n


\nDoar urme de pa\u015fi<\/strong><\/p>\n

Am fugit de acas\u0103.
\n\u00cencheiat str\u00e2mb la o arip\u0103,
\n\u00een pantaloni scur\u0163i
\n\u015fi descul\u0163, am plecat spre cap\u0103tul lumii.<\/p>\n

Am fugit de acas\u0103.
\nSup\u0103rat pe iubirea tatei care nu \u015ftia
\ns\u0103 se rostogoleasc\u0103 prin iarb\u0103 \u015fi
\npe m\u00e2ng\u00e2ierile aspre ale mamei.<\/p>\n

C\u0103r\u0103rile erau nesf\u00e2r\u015fite
\n\u00een p\u0103durile fo\u015fnitorului august,
\ncerul un acoperi\u015f
\nde bordei c\u0103zut \u00eentr-o r\u00e2n\u0103 \u015fi urmele
\npa\u015filor nu duceau nic\u0103ieri.<\/p>\n

Fericit\u0103 putea fi singur\u0103tatea aceea, dar
\na fost repede \u00eenghi\u0163it\u0103 de zvonuri \u015fi neguri…
\nM-am \u00eentors diminea\u0163a, cu ochii plini de rou\u0103,
\n\u015fi m-am f\u0103cut iar copil \u015fi tata
\nmi-a cump\u0103rat de Pa\u015fte un acordeon
\nla care n-am c\u00e2ntat niciodat\u0103.<\/p>\n


\nCire\u015ful amar<\/strong><\/p>\n

Nu o dat\u0103 am \u00eenserat
\nsub cire\u015ful amar din livada bunicului…
\nNu o dat\u0103 umbra lui
\nm\u0103 treze\u015fte \u015fi acum, diminea\u0163a,
\ncu lumina sub pleoape,
\nca o durere stranie,
\ninsuportabil\u0103.<\/p>\n

C\u00e2te mii de ani s\u0103 fi trecut de atunci?
\nNici memoria pr\u0103dat\u0103 a zeilor
\nnu poate spune…<\/p>\n


\n\u00cen locul meu <\/strong><\/p>\n

Sap\u0103 ad\u00e2nc \u00een cer \u015fi
\ndezgroap\u0103-m\u0103 cu aripi cu tot\u2026
\n\u00cen locul meu va cre\u015fte o plant\u0103 t\u00e2rzie
\ncu flori albe \u015fi ro\u015fii,
\npe care soarele
\nva prelinge diminea\u0163a
\nboabe s\u0103rate de rou\u0103 <\/p>\n


\nM\u00e2na mea st\u00e2ng\u0103 s-a acoperit cu solzi<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00cen m\u00e2na mea st\u00e2ng\u0103 a \u00eenviat o \u015fop\u00e2rl\u0103,
\ncare alearg\u0103 prin iarba fo\u015fnitoare a trupului t\u0103u,
\nca s\u0103 se ascund\u0103 de singur\u0103tate.<\/p>\n

Ea vine din alt timp, iubito,
\ndintr-un mezozoic al memoriei
\n\u00een care fericirea era mereu fl\u0103m\u00e2nd\u0103,
\np\u00e2ndit\u0103 din neant de ochii pietrelor
\n\u015fi sf\u00e2\u015fiat\u0103 de din\u0163ii m\u0103run\u0163i ai fascina\u0163iei.<\/p>\n

Dar acum mica reptil\u0103 e aici
\n\u015fi alearg\u0103 prin cerul verde
\nvis\u00e2ndu-se zbur\u0103toare…<\/p>\n


\nAmerica lui Hern\u00e1n Cort\u00e9s<\/strong><\/p>\n

Mai e \u015fi m\u00e2ine o zi doar
\nsoarele va fi altul \u015fi alta purpura
\nde pe od\u0103jdiile primejdiei
\n\u015fi al\u0163ii zeii \u00eencle\u015fta\u0163i \u00een privirile tale
\n\u015fi altele miracolele din hamacul
\n\u00een care \u00ee\u0163i sorbi diminea\u0163a cafeaua
\nsub fo\u015fnetul v\u00e2ntului….
\nMai e \u015fi m\u00e2ine o zi \u015fi m\u00e2ine
\nmai e o pat\u0103 alb\u0103 pe h\u0103r\u0163ile
\nlui Cort\u00e9s chiar dac\u0103 m\u00e2ine
\ntu vei fi altul \u015fi b\u0103tr\u00e2nul Hern\u00e1n
\nva pierde b\u0103t\u0103lia \u015fi va da foc m\u0103rii\u2026 <\/p>\n


\nForfota serii<\/strong><\/p>\n

Ca \u015fi c\u00e2nd mi-a\u015f fotografia amintirile
\nprivesc forfota serii v\u0103d str\u0103zile
\nalerg\u00e2nd aiurea aud sirena salv\u0103rii
\nnum\u0103r invers ca la o lansare cosmic\u0103
\n\u015fi mi-e mil\u0103 de naivitatea copiilor
\ncare se joac\u0103 de-a r\u0103zboiul sau
\nde-a v-a\u0163i ascunselea mi-e mil\u0103 de
\nfla\u015fneta orbului din cartea de istorie
\n\u015fi de mine mi-e mil\u0103 c\u00e2nd \u00ee\u0163i spun
\n\u201ete iubesc!\u201d g\u00e2ndindu-m\u0103 la asta
\nca la o fascinant\u0103 sinucidere ratat\u0103.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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