{"id":19390,"date":"2022-10-09T19:01:50","date_gmt":"2022-10-09T16:01:50","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=19390"},"modified":"2022-10-09T19:01:50","modified_gmt":"2022-10-09T16:01:50","slug":"spatii-culturale-nr-84-7","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=19390","title":{"rendered":"Spa\u021bii culturale nr. 84 (7)"},"content":{"rendered":"

Carte str\u0103in\u0103<\/strong><\/p>\n

Tudor CICU <\/strong>
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De veghe \u00een lanul de secar\u0103 – de J.D. Salinger<\/strong><\/p>\n

Motto: \u201eSe \u00eent\u00e2mpl\u0103 cumva s\u0103 \u015fti\u0163i unde se duc ra\u0163ele c\u00e2nd \u00eenghea\u0163\u0103 tot lacul la suprafa\u0163\u0103?\u201d
\n J. D. Salinger<\/em><\/p>\n

Uneori ni se face dor de c\u0103r\u0163ile care ne-au marcat existen\u0163a \u015fi revenim la ele. Bucuria reg\u0103sirii lor, a eroilor \u00eendr\u0103gi\u0163i, trebuie \u00eemp\u0103rt\u0103\u015fit\u0103 \u015fi celorlal\u0163i. Am fost martor la at\u00e2tea discu\u0163ii prin care, c\u00e2te unul dintre noi, ridica pe deasupra celorlal\u0163i o \u00eentrebare ce se l\u0103sa ini\u0163ial f\u0103r\u0103 replic\u0103: A\u0163i citit cutare carte?! \u015ei, dup\u0103 ce tot el se mira de unul singur, \u00eel auzeai: \u201ePfuu, nici nu \u015fti\u0163i ce a\u0163i ratat!\u201d. Dup\u0103 ce am recitit \u201eDe veghe \u00een lanul de secar\u0103\u201d a lui J. D. Salinger, m-am \u00eentrebat: oare cu ce m\u0103 atr\u0103sese cartea asta? S\u0103 fie aceasta, doar prin umorul ei \u015fi stilul ironic al scrierii, ori pentru c\u0103 transmitea genera\u0163iei din care f\u0103cusem \u015fi eu parte c\u00e2ndva (adolescen\u0163ilor afla\u0163i \u00een c\u0103utarea unei personalit\u0103\u0163i proprii), unele \u00eenv\u0103\u0163\u0103minte de care acel cineva, la v\u00e2rsta respectiv\u0103, ar fi trebuit s\u0103 \u0163in\u0103 seama \u015fi s\u0103 nu cad\u0103 \u00een repetatele capcane ale eroului nostru? Iat\u0103 de ce sim\u0163im, uneori, nevoia s\u0103 transmitem r\u0103spunsul lectorului \u015fi cititorului nostru. Fiindc\u0103, odat\u0103 \u015ftim cu certitudine c\u0103 umorul este o arm\u0103 puternic\u0103, dar riscant\u0103; \u015fi se spune despre autorul ne\u00eendem\u00e2natic c\u0103 se poate r\u0103ni singur. Parafraz\u00e2ndu-l pe Nietzsche, am putea spune c\u0103 cea mai bun\u0103 arm\u0103 \u00eempotriva unui autor cu umor franc este tot un autor cu umor. Cum nu avem de unde lua acest autor pe post de lector, credem c\u0103 atunci c\u00e2nd un scriitor ne poart\u0103 printr-un labirint de confesiuni, cu z\u00e2mbetul \u015fi ironia drept arm\u0103 la toate relele din lume ce i se pot \u00eent\u00e2mpla, utiliz\u00e2nd tehnica monolog\u0103rii continue cu sine, spunem c\u0103 avem de-a face cu un roman autobiografic plin de \u00eenv\u0103\u0163\u0103minte \u015fi de idei. \u015ei a doua oar\u0103, fiindc\u0103 nu e la \u00eendem\u00e2na oricui s\u0103 ne ofere \u201eun certificat de absolvire a \u015fcolii vie\u0163ii\u201d, dar suntem de acord cu faptul c\u0103 \u201eo \u00eentreag\u0103 re\u0163ea de conducte\u201d (ca ni\u015fte circuite ale creierului) leag\u0103 aceste introspec\u0163ii de du-te\/vino, frecvent \u00eentrebuin\u0163ate \u00een narare, ca pretexte pentru o anumit\u0103 dramatizare a unei scrieri cu amprent\u0103 ironic\u0103. \u00cen fapt, o substituire c\u00e2t o fereastr\u0103 deschis\u0103 spre cititor pentru a sus\u0163ine ac\u0163iunea, prin nara\u0163iune abil\u0103. Autorul se situeaz\u0103 de partea scriitorilor ce au dovedit, \u00een c\u0103r\u0163ile lor, o preocupare central\u0103 pentru pasiunile \u015fi \u00eencerc\u0103rile omului. \u00cen fond, ac\u0163iunea romanului \u00een cauz\u0103 e simpl\u0103: personajul principal este adolescentul de 17 ani, pe nume Holden Caulfield, ce provine dintr-o familie \u00eenst\u0103rit\u0103, cu doi fra\u0163i \u015fi o sor\u0103: unul mai mare, D.B., scriitor la Hollywood, unul mai mic, Allie, care a murit de leucemie \u015fi Phoebe cea mic\u0103 din clasa IV-a. Cu patru zile \u00eenainte de a fi exmatriculat din \u015fcoala Pencey, deoarece era corigent la patru materii din cinci, face o vizit\u0103 de adio profesorului Spencer de istorie, iar dup\u0103 o discu\u0163ie moralizatoare \u00ee\u015fi face bagajul, nu \u00eenainte de a avea dou\u0103 alterca\u0163ii cu cei doi colegi de c\u0103min (Ackley \u015fi Stradlater \u2013 \u00een fa\u0163a primului se d\u0103 mare, de la cel de-al doilea o \u00eencaseaz\u0103 zdrav\u0103n), dup\u0103 care pleac\u0103 la New York, dar nu trage acas\u0103, ci la un hotel. Urmeaz\u0103 c\u00e2teva \u00eent\u00e2mpl\u0103ri teribiliste cu trei \u201epi\u0163ipoance ur\u00e2te\u201d, la un bar, \u00eencerc\u00e2nd s\u0103 se dea june grande, apoi, colac peste pup\u0103z\u0103, un aranjament cu o prostituat\u0103, din care iese \u015fi b\u0103tut, \u015fi f\u0103r\u0103 bani. P\u00e2n\u0103 \u015fi \u00eent\u00e2lnirea cu o veche prieten\u0103, Sally, se termin\u0103 cu o ceart\u0103. Nimic nu pare a-i merge bine adolescentului nostru. Trage el \u00eenv\u0103\u0163\u0103mintele necesare din toate aceste p\u0103t\u0103ranii? Dup\u0103 tot ce i se \u00eent\u00e2mpl\u0103, am fi tenta\u0163i s\u0103 spunem c\u0103 nu, dar dup\u0103 umorul \u015fi ironia cu care \u00ee\u015fi nareaz\u0103 \u00eent\u00e2mpl\u0103rile \u015fi ni le \u00eemp\u0103rt\u0103\u015fe\u015fte franc, credem c\u0103 \u015fi-a atins scopul \u015fi mesajul s\u0103u a fost receptat de o genera\u0163ie ca a lui. Tot hoin\u0103rind \u00eencolo \u015fi \u00eencoace, f\u0103r\u0103 a se menaja, \u00eei intr\u0103 \u00een cap c\u0103 e bolnav grav, c\u0103 simptomele sunt cele ale unui cancer \u015fi c\u0103 va muri. Risc\u0103 o \u201efuri\u015fare\u201d \u00een locuin\u0163a p\u0103rin\u0163ilor (ce nu aflaser\u0103 \u00eenc\u0103 de pocinogul fiului lor), spre a se \u00eent\u00e2lni cu sora lui, Phoebe. \u00cei m\u0103rturise\u015fte g\u00e2ndul s\u0103u nebunesc de a p\u0103r\u0103si ora\u015ful \u015fi a se instala la marginea unei p\u0103duri, s\u0103-\u015fi fac\u0103 o caban\u0103 micu\u0163\u0103 unde s\u0103-\u015fi a\u015ftepte sf\u00e2r\u015fitul, dar renun\u0163\u0103 c\u00e2nd sora lui \u00ee\u015fi face bagajul decis\u0103 s\u0103-l urmeze… fie \u015fi p\u00e2n\u0103 la cap\u0103tul lumii. \u00cen cele din urm\u0103, familia se reune\u015fte \u00een ajunul Cr\u0103ciunului, mai ales c\u0103 \u015fi D.B. sose\u015fte cu logodnica lui tocmai de la Hollywood. Pute\u0163i spune: \u201eEi bine! \u0218i ce-i cu asta? Pentru numai at\u00e2t o carte s\u0103 m\u0103 dea pe spate?\u201d… Hei! Abia acum urmeaz\u0103 s\u0103 argument\u0103m \u015fi de ce, dar musai trebuie s\u0103 citi\u0163i romanul lui J. D. Salinger. Chiar de la primele fraze, romanul mi-a atras aten\u0163ia: prin stilul direct, firesc, plin de franche\u0163e c\u00e2nd H. Caulfield ne vorbe\u015fte despre p\u0103rin\u0163i: \u201eCumsecade c\u00e2t cuprinde \u015fi alea-alea, nu zic nu, dar \u015fi sensibilo\u015fi ca naiba. \u00cen plus, n-o s\u0103 m\u0103 apuc acum s\u0103 v\u0103 povestesc toat\u0103 autobiografia mea de dou\u0103 parale\u201d. \u015ei, cum s\u0103 nu-l \u00eendr\u0103ge\u015fti pe acest pu\u015fti de o sinceritate ce d\u0103 \u015fi pe margini \u015fi cu un vocabular specific tinerilor ceva mai r\u0103s\u0103ri\u0163i, un fel de lideri prin \u201eg\u0103\u015ftile\u201d lor? Red\u0103m c\u00e2teva: \u201eAcum st\u0103 bine cu m\u0103laiul. \u00cenainte, mai salc\u00e2m\u201d\u2026 \u201eMi-a pl\u0103cut de-am murit\u201d\u2026 \u201e\u015ei nici n-am cunoscut acolo pe cineva \u00eemplinit, cu judecat\u0103 limpede \u015fi chestii-trestii\u201d\u2026 \u201eFrate, da\u2019 ce-mi mai mergea meli\u0163a!\u201d\u2026 \u201eFrate, banii vorbesc pe bune \u2013 f\u0103r\u0103 glum\u0103\u201d\u2026 \u201eMi-a pl\u0103cut de-am dat \u00een benga\u201d\u2026 \u201eFrate, asta m\u0103 d\u0103 pe spate\u201d\u2026 \u201eFrate, ce m\u0103 distra!\u201d\u2026 \u201e\u015ei n-a\u015f putea spune c\u0103 ringul ducea lips\u0103 de p\u0103mp\u0103l\u0103i\u201d\u2026 etc. Iat\u0103 cum ni-i prezint\u0103 pe cei cu care intr\u0103 \u00een contact: \u201eMi-a pl\u0103cut de ea. Avea nasul mare \u015fi unghiile roase p\u00e2n\u0103 la s\u00e2nge \u015fi purta o panaram\u0103 de sutien cu bure\u0163i care se i\u0163eau pe te miri unde, de-\u0163i venea s\u0103-i pl\u00e2ngi de mil\u0103. Dar ce mi-a pl\u0103cut e c\u0103 te scutea de rahaturi cum c\u0103 ce tare e ta-su\u201d (despre Selma Thurmer \u2013 fata directorului). Despre profesorul de istorie Spencer: \u201e\u015ei, dac\u0103 te g\u00e2ndeai un pic prea mult, ajungeai s\u0103 te \u00eentrebi pentru ce pana mea mai tr\u0103ie\u015fte\u201d\u2026 \u201eE haios. Nu-i nevoie s\u0103-\u0163i obose\u015fti mintea prea tare c\u00e2nd vorbe\u015fti cu un prof. Dar el, ca din senin, m-a \u00eentrerupt din bla-bla\u201d. Despre colegul Ackley: \u201eEra un tip foarte, foarte \u00eenalt \u015fi coco\u015fat \u2013 avea cam un metru nou\u0103zeci \u015fi trei \u2013 \u015fi cu din\u0163i \u00eempu\u0163i\u0163i\u201d\u2026 \u201eBa\u015fca avea o groaz\u0103 de co\u015furi\u201d\u2026 \u201eFrate, nu pot s\u0103-l suf\u0103r pe nemernicul \u0103sta. Chiar nu pot s\u0103-l \u00eenghit\u201d. Despre cel\u0103lalt coleg de camer\u0103, Stradlater: \u201eStradlater era un \u00eeng\u0103lat mai greu de dibuit\u201d\u2026 \u201eEra \u00eendr\u0103gostit p\u00e2n\u0103 peste urechi de propria persoan\u0103. Se credea cel mai ar\u0103tos tip din emisfera vestic\u0103\u201d\u2026 \u201eV-am zis deja ce nesim\u0163it de obsedat sexual era Stradlater\u201d\u2026 \u201eCe tehnic\u0103 avea tipu\u2019! Ce crede\u0163i c-a f\u0103cut? A luat-o prin \u00eenv\u0103luire, vorbindu-i \u015foptit, cu o voce plin\u0103 de sinceritate, ca \u015fi cum n-ar fi fost doar un tip foarte ar\u0103tos, dar, pe deasupra, sincer \u015fi dr\u0103gu\u0163. \u00cemi venea s\u0103 v\u0103rs ascult\u00e2ndu-l\u201d. Despre el, vizavi de surioara Phoebe \u015fi fra\u0163ii s\u0103i: \u201eAr trebui s-o cunoa\u015fte\u0163i. N-a\u0163i v\u0103zut \u00een via\u0163a voastr\u0103 un copil a\u015fa de dr\u0103gu\u0163 \u015fi de de\u015ftept\u2026 Dac\u0103 m\u0103 g\u00e2ndesc mai bine, eu sunt singurul t\u00e2mpit din familie. Fratele meu D.B. e scriitor \u015fi fratele meu Allie, cel care a murit, de care v-am povestit, era un adev\u0103rat magician. Eu, t\u00e2mpitul casei\u201d\u2026 \u201eC\u00e2nd am fost gata de plecare (de la \u015fcoala Pencey \u2013n.n.)\u2026 \u00eemi venea s\u0103 pl\u00e2ng. De ce, nu \u015ftiu. Mi-am pus \u015fapca ro\u015fie pe cap, i-am \u00eentors cozorocul la spate, cum \u00eemi pl\u0103cea mie, \u015fi apoi am urlat c\u00e2t m-a \u0163inut gura: S\u0103 dormi\u0163i mult \u015fi bine, t\u00e2mpi\u0163ilor! Fac pariu c\u0103 i-am trezit pe to\u0163i tic\u0103lo\u015fii de pe etaj. \u015ei m-am c\u0103rat naibii de acolo\u201d\u2026 \u201eNu prea m\u0103 omoram s\u0103 vorbesc la telefon cu madam Hayes. I-a zis o dat\u0103 lui Sally c\u0103 sunt s\u0103lbatic. A zis c\u0103 sunt s\u0103lbatic \u015fi n-am nici o direc\u0163ie \u00een via\u0163\u0103\u201d\u2026 etc.
\n Acum m\u0103 pute\u0163i \u00eentreba. Ei, bine! \u0218i de ce trebuie s\u0103-l citim \u00een continuare? P\u0103i, iat\u0103 de ce! 1.) Ni se spune c\u0103 via\u0163a chiar e un joc pe care trebuie s\u0103 \u00eel juc\u0103m conform regulilor. \u00centrebat de profesorul Spencer: \u201eNu te preocup\u0103 deloc viitorul t\u0103u, b\u0103iete?\u201d. H. Caulfield r\u0103spunde: \u201eDar nu prea mult, a\u015f zice. Nu prea mult\u201d. Replica lui Spencer e nimicitoare: \u201eO s\u0103 te preocupe, mi-a zis b\u0103tr\u00e2nu. O s\u0103 te preocupe, b\u0103iete. C\u00e2nd o s\u0103 fie prea t\u00e2rziu\u201d. 2.) \u00cendemnul de a citi c\u0103r\u0163i. \u00cen fiecare descoperi o alt\u0103 lume dec\u00e2t a ta. M\u0103rturise\u015fte Holden: \u201eCitesc \u015fi o groaz\u0103 de c\u0103r\u0163i\u2026 dar nu m\u0103 dau chiar pe spate. Ce m\u0103 d\u0103 pe spate e o carte care, dup\u0103 ce ai terminat-o de citit, te face s\u0103-\u0163i dore\u015fti ca autorul s\u0103-\u0163i fie prieten la cataram\u0103 \u015fi s\u0103-l suni ori de c\u00e2te ori ai chef s\u0103 stai de vorb\u0103 cu el\u201d. 3.) Nu tot ce se \u00eent\u00e2mpl\u0103 \u00een hotelurile de lux ori baruri e \u015fi ok! Prin barul Wicker al hotelului Seton din New York se perind\u0103 \u015fi o lume nociv\u0103 pentru un t\u00e2n\u0103r ca H. Caulfield: \u201eDac\u0103 st\u0103teai acolo suficient de mult \u015fi \u00eei auzeai pe to\u0163i \u00eenchipui\u0163ii aplaud\u00e2nd, ajungeai s\u0103 ur\u0103\u015fti to\u0163i oamenii de pe lume, jur. \u015ei barmanul era un p\u0103duche. Snob c\u00e2t cuprinde\u201d. 4.) Trage un semnal de alarm\u0103 cu privire la institu\u0163ia numit\u0103 \u015fcoal\u0103. Nu toate \u015fcolile din lumea asta \u00ee\u0163i formeaz\u0103 personalitatea. Despre Pencey: \u201eA fost una dintre cele mai rele \u015fcoli prin care am trecut. Plin\u0103 de \u00eenchipui\u0163i. \u015ei de oameni r\u0103i. N-ai v\u0103zut at\u00e2tea r\u0103ut\u0103\u0163i la un loc \u00een via\u0163a ta\u201d. 5.) Pentru maturizarea ta, trebuie s\u0103 mergi \u00eenainte, mereu \u00eenainte. Nici o clip\u0103 nu trebuie pierdut\u0103. Profesorul Antolini, la care apeleaz\u0103 pentru o noapte de g\u0103zduire, \u00eei d\u0103 un sfat, general valabil pretutindeni: \u201eCred c\u0103 zilele astea o s\u0103 trebuiasc\u0103 s\u0103 afli \u00een ce direc\u0163ie vrei s\u0103 mergi. \u015ei apoi e musai s\u0103-\u0163i urmezi drumul. Dar f\u0103r\u0103 \u00eent\u00e2rziere. Nu-\u0163i po\u0163i permite s\u0103 pierzi nici un minut\u201d. 6.) Cum s\u0103-\u0163i descoperi m\u0103sura min\u0163ii, a judec\u0103rii tuturor lucrurilor din jurul t\u0103u\u2026 etc.
\n Cititorul se poate \u00eentreba firesc c\u0103 toate astea n-au nimic cu titlul romanului. \u015ei totu\u015fi! \u00cenainte de \u00eent\u00e2lnirea cu Sally, i se \u00eent\u00e2mpl\u0103 s\u0103 aud\u0103 c\u00e2ntecul unui pu\u015fti de \u015fase ani: \u201eDac\u0103 cineva prinde pe cineva venind prin secar\u0103\u201d\u2026 versuri care-l urm\u0103resc p\u00e2n\u0103 \u00een noaptea c\u00e2nd se furi\u015feaz\u0103 \u00een locuin\u0163a din New York \u015fi are o discu\u0163ie cu surioara Phoebe, c\u0103reia \u00eei m\u0103rturise\u015fte acest g\u00e2nd. Faptul c\u0103 Phoebe, copila din clasa IV-a, \u00eel corecteaz\u0103 pe loc: \u201eE <>! mi-a spus Phoebe. E o poezie. De Robert Burns, s\u0103 \u015ftii\u201d \u2013 asta \u00eel pune \u00een gard\u0103 cu privire la tot ceea ce credea, p\u00e2n\u0103 atunci, despre el, \u00een compara\u0163ie cu cei din jur. De aceea concluzioneaz\u0103: \u201eA\u015f sta de veghe \u00een lanul de secar\u0103 \u015fi-at\u00e2t. \u015etiu c\u0103-i o nebunie, dar e singurul lucru pe care mi-ar pl\u0103cea cu adev\u0103rat s\u0103-l fac\u201d. De aici \u00eencolo, \u00een\u0163elegem c\u0103 via\u0163a, principiile, credin\u0163a lui Holden Caulfield vor trece pe o alt\u0103 orbit\u0103. Merit\u0103 s\u0103 citi\u0163i \u015fi s\u0103 reciti\u0163i cartea lui J.D. Salinger.<\/p>\n

c\u00e2nd eu visam cuvinte<\/strong><\/p>\n

de unde-aceste spaime, \u0219tii tu cine le scoate? –
\nc\u0103 n-am b\u0103ut cucuta impus\u0103 lui Socrate
\npentru-a-n\u021belege lumea \u0219i-a te p\u0103trunde-n ea
\n\u0219i-n \u201ela \u021big\u0103nci\u201d, ea via\u021ba, prins \u00eentr-un joc te-ar vrea;
\nori \u00een liceu cu-o fat\u0103, la mare, pe falez\u0103
\nvie\u021bi paralele, Plutarh… merg\u00e2nd p\u00e2n\u2019 la genez\u0103.
\nde\u0219i ca Top\u00eerceanu \u00eemi tot c\u0103ram valiza
\nsub valul ce-\u0219i \u00eempinge spre \u021b\u0103rmuri doar baliza,
\nde a r\u0103mas nepus\u0103 \u0219i-acum o \u00eentrebare:
\npe care fa\u021b\u0103-a Lunii m-ai fi z\u0103rit tu oare,
\nc\u00e2nd eu visam cuvinte, ca Hemingway numai lei
\n\u0219i ochii pe pendulul… uitatului Galilei?
\n\u0219i chiar m\u0103-ntreb, ca Gogol, cum poate fi \u00een via\u021b\u0103,
\ndintr-o manta, ea soarta, pe mul\u021bi s\u0103-i scoat\u0103-n fa\u021b\u0103,
\ns\u0103-i poarte ca Mateiu \u00een birja lui cu crai
\n\u0219i-n zaiafet, F\u0103nu\u0219, na\u0219, s\u0103-i duc\u0103 p\u00e2n\u0103-n rai.
\n… frumo\u0219i nebuni (cu to\u021bii) ai marilor ora\u0219e
\n\u0219i plosca ce te-mbie, la mesele nunta\u0219e.<\/p>\n


\nVasilica GRIGORA\u0218 <\/strong>
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Z\u0103d\u0103rnicie \u015fi miracol<\/strong><\/p>\n

Clipa purific\u0103rii<\/strong><\/p>\n

P\u0103\u015fesc u\u015for
\ncu sfiala magnoliei
\npe ramul brumat.<\/p>\n

\u021ai-aud glasul pl\u0103cut
\npu\u0163in r\u0103gu\u015fit
\ncare m\u0103 scoate din
\nf\u0103ga\u015ful m\u0103runt
\nal oboselii
\n\u015fi tresar
\nv\u0103z\u00e2ndu-\u0163i ochii verzi
\ncu fulgere scurte \u015fi vii.<\/p>\n

Am un sim\u0163\u0103m\u00e2nt
\nu\u015for de indicat
\ndar nu la fel de u\u015for
\nde explicat
\npot spune doar
\nc\u0103 inima a pornit
\n\u00een galopul
\ncailor \u00eenaripa\u0163i
\nspre clipa purific\u0103rii
\nconfirmare a iubirii.<\/p>\n


\nSteaua norocoas\u0103<\/strong><\/p>\n

Sunt doar un c\u0103l\u0103tor sceptic
\ncare se plimb\u0103 pe falez\u0103
\nprivind marea.<\/p>\n

De ceva timp
\na\u015ftept mareea
\ns\u0103 pornesc \u00een larg
\ns\u0103 \u00eenfrunt t\u0103i\u015ful valurilor
\nc\u0103ut\u00e2ndu-mi
\nsteaua norocoas\u0103.<\/p>\n

Mai devreme
\ndec\u00e2t m-a\u015fteptam
\napare o barc\u0103
\nsub forma unei duio\u015fii,
\npetal\u0103 de azalee roz,
\narip\u0103 de fluture alb
\nadiere suav\u0103
\ncare m\u0103 poart\u0103
\nspre albastru.<\/p>\n


\nBucuria accept\u0103rii<\/strong><\/p>\n

Copaci stingheri \u015fi goi,
\nniciun c\u00e2ntec de p\u0103s\u0103rele,
\npl\u00e2nsul ad\u00e2nc al ploii
\nspumeg\u0103 din r\u0103runchi,
\nghinde c\u0103zute \u00een ritm caden\u0163at
\nizbesc trotuarul pustiu \u015fi umil
\ncu viclean\u0103 \u015fi calculat\u0103 indiferen\u0163\u0103.<\/p>\n

Total\u0103 apatie,
\nusc\u0103ciune gratuit\u0103-n suflet,
\ns\u0103ge\u0163i otr\u0103vitoare,
\nreci furtuni,
\n\u015fuvoi de lacrimi pe obraz;
\nt\u0103cere f\u0103r\u00e2mi\u0163at\u0103
\nde scr\u00e2\u015fnetul unor pa\u015fi singuratici
\npe c\u0103rarea cu mireasm\u0103 de t\u0103m\u00e2ie
\nspre schitul din muchea muntelui
\nlumin\u0103-n t\u00e2mpla cerului.<\/p>\n

Dang\u0103tul unui clopot
\n\u00eembr\u0103\u0163i\u015feaz\u0103 tandru v\u0103zduhul
\nconfirm\u00e2nd singur\u0103tatea
\n\u015fi bucuria accept\u0103rii
\nlui brum\u0103rel.<\/p>\n


\nDoar lic\u0103rul candelei<\/strong><\/p>\n

La un moment dat
\nmi-a ie\u015fit \u00een cale
\no minte inteligent\u0103,
\nsupl\u0103, instruit\u0103
\n\u015fi deprins\u0103
\ncu admirabile preocup\u0103ri,
\n\u00eens\u0103 nu \u00eenceta
\ns\u0103 se r\u0103fuiasc\u0103
\ncu lumea-ntreag\u0103
\n\u015fi cu sine \u00eensu\u015fi.<\/p>\n

Vorbele-i
\ndeloc \u00eent\u00e2mpl\u0103toare
\nexaminate la lumina
\nunei experien\u0163e
\nmai profunde
\nnu puteau fi smulse
\ndin r\u0103d\u0103cin\u0103,
\nnici \u00een\u0103bu\u015fite
\n\u00een t\u0103ceri ad\u00e2nci.<\/p>\n

\u00cen lic\u0103rul candelei
\ncu r\u0103bdarea
\nanilor fugari,
\ncu vorbe dulci
\nabia \u015foptite
\n\u015fi m\u00e2ng\u00e2ieri line
\nde vioar\u0103,
\ntreptat,
\nacolo unde era
\nzgomot, \u00eentuneric, sufocare
\nse sim\u0163ea
\ndiluarea g\u00e2ndurilor reci
\n\u00een care noaptea nu-i ad\u00e2nc\u0103,
\nnici ziua doar lumin\u0103,
\niar soneria interioar\u0103
\nanun\u0163\u0103 murmurul senin
\nal \u00eenfloririi cire\u015filor
\nridic\u00e2nd astfel cortina
\nspre adev\u0103ratul
\nizvor al iubirii.<\/p>\n


\n\u00cenot\u0103m \u00een oceanul lumii de\u015farte<\/strong><\/p>\n

Plonj\u0103m bezmetic
\n\u00een p\u00e2cla f\u0103r\u0103delegii,
\nb\u0103l\u0103cindu-ne
\n\u00een ploaia stric\u0103ciunii,
\nfr\u0103m\u00e2nta\u0163i
\nde viscolul r\u0103ut\u0103\u0163ii,
\nusca\u0163i \u015fi sl\u0103b\u0103nogi\u0163i
\nde criv\u0103\u0163ul furiei.<\/p>\n

R\u0103t\u0103cim
\n\u00een jungla planetei,
\nr\u0103sf\u0103\u0163\u00e2ndu-ne
\ncu s\u0103ge\u0163i otr\u0103vite,
\nsc\u0103p\u0103ta\u0163i
\n\u00een haosul ne-sim\u0163irii,
\n\u015fi dilua\u0163i
\n\u00een neantul nerecuno\u015ftin\u0163ei.<\/p>\n

Pribegim
\n\u00een negura amarului,
\n\u00eembr\u0103ca\u0163i
\n\u00een \u00eentunericul p\u0103catului,
\n\u00eentina\u0163i
\nde cuvinte murdare,
\n\u015fi dezr\u0103d\u0103cina\u0163i
\n\u00een pustiul din noi<\/p>\n

Doamne,
\n\u00een fiecare clip\u0103 te r\u0103stignim
\ncu nenum\u0103ratele noastre p\u0103cate;
\nDoamne,
\nadap\u0103-ne
\nla s\u00e2nul rug\u0103ciunii,
\n\u00eenviaz\u0103-ne
\ncu nem\u0103rginita Ta iubire!<\/p>\n

Doamne,
\nfii cu noi, acum \u015fi pururea!
\nAmin!<\/p>\n

Ascult\u0103 ecoul toamnei!<\/p>\n

\u00cen simfonia vie\u0163ii
\nsuntem doar electroni liberi
\nurc\u00e2nd \u00een spiral\u0103
\nspre-albastrul cerului
\nori plonj\u00e2nd
\n\u00een al m\u0103rii ad\u00e2nc.<\/p>\n

Scufunda\u0163i ori \u00een ascensiune,
\nne \u00eennobil\u0103m
\ncu elegan\u0163a \u015fi discre\u0163ia
\nunei plante de toamn\u0103
\ncare-\u015fi pierde \u00eencet vitalitatea
\ndevenind mai profund\u0103
\n\u00een mireasma ei.<\/p>\n

Piese ginga\u015fe
\n\u00eentr-o juc\u0103rie \u015fubred\u0103
\ninspir\u0103m \u00eendr\u0103zneala
\nde a asculta ecoul
\ncuvintelor \u00eeng\u00e2nate
\n\u00eentre lumin\u0103 \u015fi \u00eentuneric
\nregl\u00e2ndu-ne singuri
\nbusola pa\u015filor \u00een\u0163elep\u0163i,
\nconfuzie a timpului.<\/p>\n

\u00cenv\u0103\u0163\u0103m cu migal\u0103
\ns\u0103 proiect\u0103m timpul,
\nplant\u0103m semin\u0163e viabile
\npentru o decolare lin\u0103,
\nrepet\u0103m con\u015ftiincios
\nscene, reprezenta\u0163ii,
\npentru amurgul ideal.<\/p>\n


\nCodru\u021ba VANCEA<\/strong>
\n\"\"

S\u0103 fie de aprilie <\/strong><\/p>\n

s\u0103rb\u0103toresc un osp\u0103\u021b din cele mai
\nspectaculoase visuri
\nvisul cu gust de migdal\u0103 amar\u0103
\nvisul cu ploaie de var\u0103
\nvisul \u00een care c\u00e2nt\u0103 o chitar\u0103 despre tineri s\u0103lbatici
\ncurajo\u0219i \u0219i romantici
\ngust vinul ce curge-n pahare
\n\u00eentr-un parfum puternic
\nde amintiri
\n\u00een gur\u0103 doar esen\u021b\u0103 de candoare
\nsc\u00e2ntei
\nse plimb\u0103 prin trupul meu
\ndin cre\u0219tet p\u00e2n\u0103 \u00een picioare
\npot s\u0103 ard \u00eenc\u0103
\n\u00een bra\u021bele tale
\nlic\u0103rul vie\u021bii
\ntrece prin noi
\nca doi copii r\u00e2zg\u00e2ia\u021bi
\n\u00eel vrem nestins
\n\u00een fiecare ceas<\/p>\n


\nSenin\u0103tate <\/strong><\/p>\n

un soare blazat
\nun v\u00e2nt ne\u00eensp\u0103im\u00e2ntat
\nduminica aceasta
\nanotimpurile se pun pe chat
\ndin c\u00e2nd \u00een c\u00e2nd c\u00e2te unul
\nm\u00e2ng\u00e2ie magnolia<\/p>\n


\nCuvintele <\/strong><\/p>\n

vorbesc cuvintele cum \u0219tiu ele
\nuneori se \u00eembr\u00e2ncesc s\u0103 ias\u0103 \u00een fa\u021b\u0103
\ns\u0103 se \u0219tie de ele
\ns\u0103 se aud\u0103-n lung \u0219i-n lat
\ncum sun\u0103 un substantiv articulat hot\u0103r\u00e2t
\n\u0219i emancipat
\nse mai \u00eent\u00e2mpl\u0103
\nla c\u00e2te un suflet
\ncurajos
\ns\u0103-\u0219i spun\u0103 rana \u00een cuvinte c\u0103tre un b\u0103tr\u00e2n p\u0103rinte
\nun paradox
\nva \u00een\u021belege a mia oar\u0103 totul pe dos
\ncuvintele
\nhran\u0103 uscat\u0103 pentru o dantur\u0103 stricat\u0103
\nalteori se \u00eempleticesc
\nstau la p\u00e2nd\u0103
\nse \u00eenghit pe g\u00e2t \u00een jos
\nse tem c\u0103 vor fi prinse
\n\u00eentr-o plas\u0103 de pescuit
\nde cuvinte
\npentru a fi duse-n pia\u021b\u0103
\npe o tarab\u0103 la
\no respectabil\u0103 precupea\u021b\u0103
\nne leg\u0103m \u00een fiecare zi
\nde cuvinte
\ntot cu ele facem leg\u0103minte
\nuneori le mai uit\u0103m
\nle amestec\u0103m
\ncuvintele
\nsunt pietre de ridicat \u0219i aruncat \u00eentr-un Iisus sacrificat
\ncuvintele
\nsunt lacrim\u0103 \u0219i lumin\u0103
\n\u0219oapte \u00eentr-un drum
\nde noapte<\/p>\n


\nBl\u00e2nde\u021be<\/strong><\/p>\n

sunt cel mai bl\u00e2nd cuv\u00e2nt\/ nu mai am dec\u00e2t literele\/ literele m\u0103 au \u00eentreag\u0103\/ sunt \u00een propozi\u021bii\/ sunt \u00een c\u00e2nt\/ sunt pe o margine de via\u021b\u0103 l\u00e2ng\u0103 cel fr\u00e2nt\/ sunt cel mai bl\u00e2nd cuv\u00e2nt\/ m\u0103 pute\u021bi rosti \u00een g\u00e2nd\/ c\u00e2nd v\u0103 este bine\/ c\u00e2nd v\u0103 este greu\/ sunt cuv\u00e2ntul cel mai bl\u00e2nd
\n
\nNew-Titanic <\/strong><\/p>\n

timpul e ciclic
\nrespir\u0103m farmecul \u00eenceputului
\ncu fiecare zi
\ndeschidem drumuri noi
\nstr\u0103pungem necunoscutul
\nda, da, chiar acum noi \u0219i robo\u021bii pe care i- am inventat
\natunci c\u00e2nd credeam c\u0103 ei nu ne vor r\u0103ni niciodat\u0103
\noamenii au abilitatea de a se r\u0103zbuna precum contele de Monte-Cristo
\nr\u0103nile nu se mai \u00eenchid
\n\u00eenaint\u0103m f\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103 z\u0103rim aisbergul de la cap\u0103tul lumii
\nam uitat cum Titanicul s-a scufundat
\nne imagin\u0103m c\u0103 a fost doar pe o pelicul\u0103 totul
\n\u021bac-pac
\ndup\u0103 dou\u0103 ore ne recuper\u0103m vie\u021bile \u00een buc\u0103t\u0103riile noastre moderne
\nne consider\u0103m invincibili
\npragmatici
\nanti-romantici
\nd\u0103m sfaturi de pe un taburet despre cum e de tr\u0103it
\nde parc\u0103 ceilal\u021bi vor o via\u021b\u0103 ca a noastr\u0103 nu ca a lor
\nhiper-neaten\u021bi
\nne lovim brusc de ceea ce nu \u0219tiam
\nnu \u0219tiam c\u0103 dac\u0103 r\u00e2dem de \u00eembr\u0103\u021bi\u0219\u0103ri
\ns-ar putea s\u0103 nu ne mai \u00eembr\u0103\u021bi\u0219\u0103m niciodat\u0103
\nnu \u0219tiam c\u0103 dac\u0103 \u00eel dispre\u021buim pe cel sincer
\nvom ajunge s\u0103 ne mint\u0103 foarte repede proprii copii
\nnu \u0219tiam c\u0103 dac\u0103 suntem vulgari
\nvom \u00eempr\u0103\u0219tia ur\u00e2tul \u00een lume
\niar cei mai monstruo\u0219i dintre noi \u00ee\u0219i vor scrie numele pe
\nziduri cu tot felul de vopsele \u021bip\u0103toare
\n\u00eenaint\u0103m orbi
\nspre limita \u00een care via\u021ba pe aceast\u0103 planet\u0103 rezist\u0103
\nam uitat cum Titanicul s-a scufundat
\nnu credem c\u0103 adev\u0103rul ne-ar putea face frumo\u0219i
\nnici pe noi nu ne mai crede nimeni
\ntotul pare o conspira\u021bie
\noare c\u00e2nd vom opri motoarele?
\nva fi o chestiune de milisecunde
\nde binefacere
\nsau alegeri ale genera\u021biilor urm\u0103toare?<\/p>\n


\nAntagonic<\/strong><\/p>\n

sunt imperfect\u0103 de o mie de ori
\no singur\u0103 dat\u0103 perfect\u0103
\nsunt iubit\u0103 o mie de zile
\npentru toate imperfec\u021biunile mele
\n\u00een singura zi \u00een care sunt perfect\u0103
\npierd
\no mie \u0219i una de nop\u021bi<\/p>\n


\nFantezie lumeasc\u0103 <\/strong><\/p>\n

lumea se \u00eentoarce spre ea \u00eens\u0103\u0219i
\npentru c\u00e2teva clipe
\nnimic nu mai pare firesc
\nun bufon demascat r\u00e2de
\no bufni\u021b\u0103 st\u0103 fix\u0103 \u00eentr-o p\u0103dure de copaci
\nb\u0103tr\u00e2ni
\npe umerii mei s-a aprins asfin\u021bitul
\ng\u00e2tul se \u00eentinde ca dup\u0103 un somn lung
\nnici soarele nu mai are nimic de zis
\nochii caut\u0103
\n\u0219i caut\u0103
\ncu a lor retin\u0103
\ns\u0103-\u0219i prind\u0103 privirea
\nde un col\u021b de munte
\nprintre nori
\nun nou \u00eenceput<\/p>\n


\n Dan Bogdan HANU<\/strong>
\n\"\"

TOAMN\u01cd <\/strong><\/p>\n

g\u00eef\u00eeind
\nziua se aga\u0163\u01ce de garduri
\njum\u01cetate c\u01celcat\u01ce de drumuri \u015fi voci
\njum\u01cetate \u00eendreptat\u01ce spre cap\u01cetul str\u01cezii
\ndin spatele ferestrelor ca ni\u015fte elegii ne\u00eencheiate
\nprivesc b\u01cetr\u00eeni
\nf\u01cer\u01ce s\u01ce \u015ftie dac\u01ce mai face c\u00ee\u0163iva pa\u015fi
\nspre ei<\/p>\n


\nDISCIPOL AL ZILEI DE IERI: UN VIZIONAR<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00een cele din urm\u01ce
\no, sf\u00eent\u01ce luciditate, cum le desco\u015fi \u015fi le dai la r\u01cez\u01cetoare pe toate
\ne\u015fti doar un biet muzeu cu regim de \u00eenchisoare
\no iarn\u01ce piezi\u015f\u01ce mereu pe sf\u00eer\u015fite
\ndin care z\u01cepada uit\u01ce s\u01ce plece
\n\u00een cele din urm\u01ce
\no, p\u00een\u01ce \u015fi cuvintele din aceast\u01ce \u00eenc\u01cepere
\no epav\u01ce prins\u01ce \u00een n\u01cevoadele monotoniei
\nse aga\u0163\u01ce ca liliecii \u00een pe\u015fteri
\n\u015fi printre gene adorm at\u00eernate de pleoape
\n\u00een cele din urm\u01ce
\no, senza\u0163ia c\u01ce num\u01cerul \u0163ig\u01cerilor dintre un c\u00eeine \u015fi altul
\nsau num\u01cerul c\u00eeinilor dintre o \u0163igar\u01ce \u015fi alta e \u00eensu\u015fi timpul
\nse las\u01ce \u00een oase ca zgura unui fost zbor
\nde care \u00ee\u015fi aminte\u015fte saltimbancul c\u00eend se viseaz\u01ce profet
\n\u00een cele din urm\u01ce
\nabsen\u0163a e cea mai eficient\u01ce for\u0163\u01ce de ordine
\nde bun\u01cevoie \u015fi nesmintit declar\u01cem ziua la obiecte pierdute
\nbloca\u0163i \u00een galeria dintre o amintire \u015fi alta
\nca mu\u015ftele \u00eentre dou\u01ce geamuri<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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