{"id":19665,"date":"2022-11-17T15:58:00","date_gmt":"2022-11-17T12:58:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=19665"},"modified":"2022-11-17T16:03:00","modified_gmt":"2022-11-17T13:03:00","slug":"spatii-culturale-nr-27-4","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=19665","title":{"rendered":"Spa\u021bii culturale nr. 27 (4)"},"content":{"rendered":"

Petru SCUTELNICU <\/strong><\/p>\n

Fiorduri<\/strong><\/p>\n

prin fiorduri se \u00eensereaz\u0103 vitrinele
\nc\u00e2nd vine octombrie se \u00eentristeaz\u0103
\ntrenurile de naveti\u015fti
\ncopacul adun\u0103 pirit\u0103
\ndin mireasma ora\u015fului<\/p>\n


\n Cuvinte<\/strong><\/p>\n

patrie trist\u0103
\ncuvinte de nichel \u00eenconjoar\u0103 toamna
\n\u00eentr-o noapte au desfermecat p\u0103durea<\/p>\n

g\u00e2nditor \u00een rezerva\u0163ia de cuvinte
\nte \u00eenconjoar\u0103 iarna definitiv\u0103
\nvei importa marfare
\ncu lavand\u0103 \u015fi paciuli<\/p>\n


\n Brum\u0103<\/strong><\/p>\n

e toamn\u0103 p\u00e2n\u0103 la os<\/p>\n

fo\u015fnesc ape ciudate
\nsate amor\u0163ite de team\u0103 \u015fi brum\u0103
\npleac\u0103 \u00een istorie dincolo de Br\u0103tila
\nspitalul jude\u0163ean tremur\u0103 pe la col\u0163ul sec\u0163iei de oncologie
\nurme de parfum violet \u015fi sf\u00e2r\u015fit de lacrim\u0103<\/p>\n

prin labirint se aude un lup de cristal
\nca o sentin\u0163\u00e3 medical\u00e3
\ne prima duminic\u00e3 a lumii dint\u00e2i<\/p>\n


\n IANUARIE<\/strong><\/p>\n

ninsoare de rutin\u0103
\ntriste\u0163e de staniol
\nporumbeii copil\u0103riei s-au r\u0103t\u0103cit
\ndup\u0103 col\u0163ul str\u0103zii
\ntata s-a r\u0103t\u0103cit dup\u0103 un col\u0163 de moarte<\/p>\n


\nTRAMVAIUL<\/strong><\/p>\n

frica se c\u0103\u0163\u0103ra pe geamul spitalului
\nbeteal\u0103 \u015fi \u00eengeri
\nprintre perfuzii la reanimare
\nla semnalul urm\u0103tor e toamn\u0103 \u015fi un sfert
\n\u00eenserarea desfrigura violetul<\/p>\n


\nREZERVA 5<\/strong><\/p>\n

poemul se \u00eensteleaz\u0103
\ncioburi de ger \u00een nop\u0163i
\nde culoarea tutunului
\nuneori fulguia c\u00e2te un \u00eenger<\/p>\n


\nPoveste de iarn\u0103<\/strong><\/p>\n

sc\u00e2nteiau infirmiere
\nla spitalul din Copou
\n\u00eentr-o sear\u0103 de m\u0103tase
\ncalc pe ultima silab\u00e3
\nc\u00e2nd prin ochiul t\u00e3u adorm
\npopoare migratoare<\/p>\n


\nTandre\u0163e<\/strong><\/p>\n

caracati\u0163a sticloas\u0103
\nprin teama ghimpat\u0103
\nse face toamn\u00e3 \u00eentr-un ziar
\nde provincie
\nanotimpul trece strada
\ncurge sufletul \u00eenfrigurat
\nsi malurile lui despart
\nora\u015ful in dou\u0103<\/p>\n


\nZ\u0102PEZILE DE ALT\u0102DAT\u0102<\/strong><\/p>\n

privirea ta incurabila se \u00eencol\u0103ce\u015fte de g\u00e2tul trec\u0103torilor
\npuneam la cale
\nz\u0103pezi sc\u00e2nteietoare
\nsear\u0103 de metaxa
\ndecupam rechini de staniol
\n\u015fi ninsori de absint<\/p>\n


\nRUMURI \u015eI STR\u0102ZI<\/strong><\/p>\n

de un ruginiu foarte furtunos
\no diminea\u0163\u0103 col\u0163uroas\u0103
\no norvegie se dezghea\u0163\u0103
\nla sta\u0163ia Aviatori
\n\u00eenc\u00e2lcit \u00een orele de cianur\u0103
\npe strada disperat\u0103<\/p>\n


\nTriste\u0163ea unei clipe<\/strong><\/p>\n

era sear\u0103 la anticariat
\nne durea o patrie bolnav\u0103
\nmuzic\u0103 moale peste spital
\npic\u00e3turi de ger i-au g\u0103urit copil\u0103ria<\/p>\n


\nAdres\u0103 de spital<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00ee\u0163i vine s\u00e3-i dai numele t\u0103u
\nunei toamne t\u00e2rzii
\ndintr-o melancolie toren\u0163ial\u00e3
\n\u00een z\u0103pezi restante o amintire
\npe inima limpede
\nse toce\u015fte prim\u0103vara<\/p>\n


\nDIMINEA\u0162\u0102<\/strong><\/p>\n

pe geam o iarn\u0103 cleioas\u0103
\ntriste\u0163ea ta aurie m\u0103tura str\u0103zile
\ncu numele r\u0103t\u0103cit
\ncu numele obosit
\ncu iarna pe urmele noastre
\nni se tocea z\u0103pada din privire<\/p>\n


\nViroz\u0103<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00eentr-o diminea\u0163\u0103 antiseptic\u0103
\npredicatul iese din manuscrise
\nse face iarn\u0103 \u00een c\u0103r\u0163ile de liceu
\nmai ales toamna coboar\u0103 un poem
\n\u00een biografia mea<\/p>\n


\nPOVESTE<\/strong><\/p>\n

pleac\u0103 taxiuri spre toate visele lumii
\ng\u0103rile adorm ori se r\u0103t\u0103cesc
\nvoi cobor\u00ee \u00een iarna viitoare
\n\u00ee\u0163i cheltui moartea p\u00e2n\u0103 la ultima zi<\/p>\n


\nDREPT LA REPLIC\u0102<\/strong><\/p>\n

g\u0103rile au p\u0103r\u0103sit ora\u015ful
\nmai umbli descul\u0163 prin poem
\ncu \u0163ara pierdut\u0103 \u00een azilul de b\u0103tr\u00e2ni
\ncartierul duhne\u015fte a singur\u0103tate
\no scrisoare \u00eemb\u0103tr\u00e2ne\u015fte brusc<\/p>\n


\nPASTEL<\/strong><\/p>\n

o iarn\u0103 \u00een form\u0103 de verb
\ndintr-o noapte ce mai fumeg\u0103
\npe dung\u0103 de stea c\u0103l\u0103toare
\nprin ora\u015ful meu umbl\u0103 porumbei
\nprin bulboane de t\u0103cere<\/p>\n


\nMelancolie provincial\u0103<\/strong><\/p>\n

s-a f\u0103cut t\u00e2rziu
\n\u00eentr-un autobuz la Bac\u0103u
\ns-a pensionat pre\u015fedintele tribunalului
\ncare ne cerea via\u0163a
\nsau abonamentele la control
\no bodeg\u0103 amar\u0103
\n\u015fi seara prins\u0103-n menghin\u0103
\nninsori de alcool
\npe muchie de via\u0163\u0103<\/p>\n


\n Scrisoare la vreme de sear\u0103<\/strong><\/p>\n

Cu\u0163itul de argint
\neste o strad\u0103
\nsau o triste\u0163e
\nbezna hohote\u015fte prin fereastr\u0103<\/p>\n


\nVocea poetului<\/strong><\/p>\n

platin\u0103 \u00een triajul g\u0103rii Bac\u0103u
\nprin artere \u00eemi circul\u0103
\no copenhag\u0103 de iluzii
\niarna era de aspirin\u0103 de catifea
\nde penicilin\u0103
\nDanemarca \u015fi frigul de cuar\u0163
\nm\u00e2ng\u00e2ind poezia
\nca pe un pumnal<\/p>\n


\nMomente<\/strong><\/p>\n

din casa atins\u0103 de spaim\u0103
\nr\u0103m\u00e2nea numele t\u0103u furios
\nprivirea ta r\u0103zvr\u0103te\u015fte o tornad\u0103
\n\u00een ora\u015f
\nprim\u0103vara \u00eencetine\u015fte
\nprin labirintul de \u015fampanie
\ndiminea\u0163a la opt \u015fi un sfert
\ne singur\u0103tate
\np\u00e2n\u0103 la etajul patru<\/p>\n


\nPictur\u0103<\/strong><\/p>\n

tramvaiele palpau cartiere t\u00e2rzii
\no strad\u0103 col\u0163uroas\u0103
\ntrecea printre elegii
\nora\u015ful expirat
\nprintre cartiere de spaim\u0103
\nla Teatrul Bacovia
\neram pe trei sferturi tri\u015fti <\/p>\n


\nLec\u0163ia de matematic\u0103<\/strong><\/p>\n

figurantul dintr-o pies\u0103 oarecare
\nbuim\u0103cit de o rafal\u0103 de singur\u0103tate
\nprintre flori de catifea
\n\u015fi logaritmi \u00een baza doi
\nprin cea\u0163\u0103 viclean\u0103
\nde martie
\nochii t\u0103i de pirit\u0103
\nnici o toamn\u0103 nu mai trage la peron
\n\u00een ora\u015ful p\u0103lmuit de nep\u0103sare<\/p>\n


\nRepublica poemului<\/strong><\/p>\n

mi-e toamn\u0103 acum p\u00e2n\u0103 la suflet
\np\u00e2n\u0103 la genunchi p\u00e2n\u0103 la br\u00e2u
\ndin camera cristalin\u0103
\nintram \u00een iubire ca-ntr-un ocean \u00eenfiorat
\nmoartea ostenit\u0103 destram\u0103
\namintiri dintr-o patrie n\u0103uc\u0103<\/p>\n


\nManifest<\/strong><\/p>\n

ora\u015ful
\ncolind\u0103 prin c\u0103r\u0163i
\n\u015fi prin basme de m\u0103tase
\nprimarul r\u0103sfoie\u015fte vise \u00een sala de \u015fedin\u0163e<\/p>\n


\nCanton<\/strong><\/p>\n

ucenicul orfan
\ndin noaptea cu arlechini
\nfuri\u015fat \u00eentr-o \u0163ar\u0103 amar\u0103
\nun canton demolat
\nam str\u00e2ns c\u00e2teva duminici
\n\u00eentr-o halt\u00e3 disperat\u0103
\ncu melancolia \u00eens\u00e2ngerat\u0103
\npleac\u0103 taxiuri spre toate visele lumii<\/p>\n


\nMagazinul<\/strong><\/p>\n

magazinul a cucerit ora\u015ful
\no iarn\u0103 grea ca un \u0163ip\u0103t
\nseara roade temelia casei
\ntr\u0103iam \u00een poezia asta pe muchie de cu\u0163it
\nla cinematograful din via\u0163a obligatorie<\/p>\n


\nFlorin Dochia<\/strong>
\n\"\"

Inanna, 6<\/strong><\/p>\n

vii la mine alb\u0103, plin\u0103 de dorin\u0163i,
\nte dezbrac de ce\u0163uri, \u00ee\u0163i desferec visul,
\npui \u00een jurul nostru aure de sfin\u0163i,
\ne\u015fti lumin\u0103 toat\u0103, parc-a\u015f fi promisul.<\/p>\n

prind \u00een palme jocul piersicii fierbin\u0163i –
\nai ascuns cu grij\u0103-n s\u00e2mburi paradisul –
\nnimeni nu-mi va da treizeci de argin\u0163i
\nca s\u0103-mi cump\u0103r vina \u015fi s\u0103 fiu proscrisul.<\/p>\n

m\u0103 \u00eenf\u0103\u015fori \u00een spaim\u0103, m\u0103 sf\u00e2\u015fii \u00een din\u0163i,
\nm\u0103 \u00eenve\u0163i ce-nseamn\u0103 bezna \u015fi abisul,
\nm\u0103 iube\u015fti \u00een tain\u0103, m\u0103 ur\u0103\u015fti, m\u0103 min\u0163i,
\ne\u015fti mereu c\u0103l\u0103ul \u015fi eu sunt ucisul.<\/p>\n


\nInanna, 6<\/strong><\/p>\n

tu viens vers moi blanche et juste pour \u00eatre d\u00e9sir\u00e9e,
\nje te d\u00e9shabille de brouillards, je d\u00e9verrouille ta r\u00eaverie,
\ntu mets autour de nous des auras sacr\u00e9es,
\ntu es lumi\u00e8re toute enti\u00e8re, je serais ton promis.<\/p>\n

j’attrape dans mes paumes le jeu de l’abricot ardent –
\ntu as soigneusement cach\u00e9 dans son noyau le paradis –
\npersonne ne me donnera trente argents
\npour pouvoir racheter ma coulpe et devenir le proscrit.<\/p>\n

tu m’enveloppes en terreur, me d\u00e9chires entre tes dents,
\ntu m’apprends les t\u00e9n\u00e8bres et l’ab\u00eeme muet,
\ntu m’aimes en secret, me ha\u00efs et me mens,
\ntu es toujours le bourreau et moi, le tu\u00e9.<\/p>\n

Versiune francez\u0103 de<\/em> Laura \u0218erban<\/strong><\/p>\n


\n Victor MUNTEANU<\/strong>
\n\"\"

INTRAREA \u00ceN SINE<\/strong><\/p>\n

A nins p\u00e2n\u0103 la trei diminea\u0163a
\n\u015fi s-au \u00eenfundat toate drumurile
\npornite demult s\u0103 m\u0103 scoat\u0103
\n la un liman. <\/p>\n

A viscolit toat\u0103 noaptea p\u00e2n\u0103 la cap\u0103tul min\u0163ii \u2013
\ntroienile-au astupat cimitirul cu vr\u0103bii cu tot,
\ntemelia casei a \u00eenceput s\u0103 strige din \u00eencheieturi<\/p>\n

\u015fi niciun drum nu mai ajunge la mine.<\/p>\n


\nC\u00c2NTEC DIN AL\u0102UT\u0102<\/strong><\/p>\n

Fere\u015fte-m\u0103 de r\u0103ul pe care nu vreau s\u0103-l fac
\nde vorba sc\u0103pat\u0103 din hotarele firii
\n ce m\u0103 arat\u0103 cu degetul
\nde b\u0103t\u0103liile pierdute \u00eentre hotarele numelui meu.<\/p>\n

Pune fr\u00e2n\u0103 cuv\u00e2ntului ce m\u0103 scoate pe drum
\n\u015ei m\u0103 izbe\u015fte de oameni, de p\u0103s\u0103ri, de umbre –
\ncuv\u00e2ntul ce se furi\u015feaz\u0103 ca un c\u00e2ine fl\u0103m\u00e2nd
\n din str\u0103fundul sinelui.<\/p>\n

Pune paz\u0103 gurii din care ies vorbele-n hait\u0103
\ns\u0103 m\u0103 v\u00e2nd\u0103 ca pe un sclav.<\/p>\n

Trage, Doamne, clopotul prin toat\u0103 casa l\u0103untrului meu
\ns\u0103 se scuture sufletul de toat\u0103 rugina.<\/p>\n


\nF\u0102R\u0102 DREPT DE APEL<\/strong><\/p>\n

Azi mi s-a dat ultimul termen:<\/p>\n

tot ce-am cl\u0103dit \u00eentr-o via\u0163\u0103 s-a pr\u0103bu\u015fit!
\nC\u0103ci am judecat ceea ce nu este al meu
\n\u015ei cu vorba am ucis \u015fi cu g\u00e2ndul.<\/p>\n

Dar unde ajunge \u0163ip\u0103tul ce mi se afund\u0103 \u00een suflet?<\/p>\n

Doamne,
\n\u00een ce col\u0163 al sinelui meu te-ai ascuns
\nde nu te v\u0103d dec\u00e2t prin durere?<\/p>\n

Purt\u0103tor de umbr\u0103 am devenit \u015fi de fric\u0103.
\nDin trufie
\n am c\u0103zut cu inima-n drum!<\/p>\n


\nT\u00c2RZIU<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00cen locul cuv\u00e2ntului \u201emoarte\u201d am plantat un cire\u015f
\n pentru a \u0163ine am\u0103r\u0103ciunea \u00een fructe.
\nDin zilele lui m-am hr\u0103nit ca dintr-o privire ce minte
\n\u00cemping\u00e2nd timpul la o alt\u0103 adres\u0103.<\/p>\n

\u00cen locul cuv\u00e2ntului \u201emoarte\u201d am plantat un cire\u015f
\n ce-a crescut p\u00e2n\u0103 la marginea vremii.<\/p>\n

Azi m\u0103 feresc de mine \u00eensumi \u00eencet
\npentru a ocoli un adev\u0103r ce m\u0103 pa\u015fte.<\/p>\n


\nLACRIMI F\u0102R\u0102 ST\u0102P\u00c2N<\/strong><\/p>\n

Pe c\u0103rarea asta nu se mai poate ie\u015fi din octombrie,
\noric\u00e2t ai b\u00e2jb\u00e2i cu m\u00e2inile oarbe de fric\u0103
\n\u015fi lumina din tine oric\u00e2t ar fi de ad\u00e2nc\u0103.<\/p>\n

Pe c\u0103rarea asta nu se mai poate ie\u015fi nic\u0103ieri –
\noameni \u015fi lupi au mers pe ea \u015fi n-au mai ie\u015fit.
\nNu lipsa de cap\u0103t m\u0103 \u00eensp\u0103im\u00e2nt\u0103, ci seninul de toamn\u0103
\nce nu mai poate intra \u00een niciun cuv\u00e2nt.<\/p>\n


\nPA\u015eI PE ALEE<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00cel caut pe cel ce mi-a semnat via\u0163a cu un urlet de lup
\n\u015fi-a fugit din zilele mele.<\/p>\n

Sunt c\u00e2t se poate de singur \u015fi caut un om
\ncu privirea ce smulge cuv\u00e2ntul din teac\u0103,
\nun om ce \u015fi-a uitat \u00een mine t\u0103cerea
\n\u015fi-acum vreau s\u0103 \u015fi-o ia \u00eenapoi.<\/p>\n


\nSCADEN\u0162\u0102<\/strong><\/p>\n

Tot mai dator devii cu fiecare zi cheltuit\u0103
\ntot mai bun de plat\u0103 la cap\u0103tul zilei,
\nla inventar – \u015fansele pe care le-ai risipit
\n r\u0103t\u0103cind prin p\u0103rerea de sine.<\/p>\n

Vic\u0103, vremea nu mai st\u0103 la cheremul speran\u0163elor tale:
\nca o suli\u0163\u0103-nfipt\u0103-n numele t\u0103u va fi
\nclipa \u00een care va trebui s\u0103 dai socoteal\u0103!<\/p>\n


\nTE \u00ceNTREB: \u00ceN\u0162ELEGI?<\/strong><\/p>\n

Ast\u0103zi mi-am pus m\u00e2na pe inim\u0103
\ns\u0103 v\u0103d dac\u0103 sluga este egal\u0103 st\u0103p\u00e2nului –
\n dac\u0103 singur\u0103tatea le arde \u00een palme cu-acela\u015fi \u0163ip\u0103t
\n \u015fi dac\u0103 doi talan\u0163i pot fi mai mult dec\u00e2t unul.<\/p>\n

Ast\u0103zi am r\u0103mas cu toate zilele-n drum
\n\u015fi cu fa\u0163a \u00eengropat\u0103 \u00een lucruri
\ns\u0103 v\u0103d dac\u0103 t\u0103cerea ochiului meu este aceea\u015fi
\n cu r\u0103bdarea din lacrima Lui.<\/p>\n


\nLIBERTATE PL\u0102TIT\u0102 POSTUM<\/strong><\/p>\n

Toate merg pe traseul ce li s-a dat:<\/p>\n

asfin\u0163itul ascult\u0103 de ziua ce-a obosit,
\nc\u00e2inele de grija st\u0103p\u00e2nului,
\ndep\u0103rt\u0103rile ascult\u0103 de a\u015ftrii pe care-i m\u0103soar\u0103.<\/p>\n

P\u00e2n\u0103 \u015fi piatra pe care-o arunci
\n ascult\u0103 de direc\u0163ia ei.<\/p>\n

Niciun glonte n-ajunge unde vrea el.<\/p>\n

Numai mie nu mi-ai pus fr\u00e2ie la inim\u0103, Doamne!<\/p>\n


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

Literatura \u00eencepe cu cei pe care nu-i voi citi niciodat\u0103
\ndin lips\u0103 de timp.
\n\u00een limba rom\u00e2n\u0103 nu se poate muri triumfal.<\/p>\n

Cei pe care nu i-am citit vor \u00eengreuna viitorul,
\niar la baza scrisului vor sta
\ncei despre care nici nu mi-am \u00eenchipuit c\u0103 exist\u0103.<\/p>\n

Adev\u0103rata literatur\u0103 st\u0103 \u00een afara celor 24 de ore:
\nea este ceea ce a r\u0103mas
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