{"id":20138,"date":"2023-01-14T20:49:28","date_gmt":"2023-01-14T17:49:28","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=20138"},"modified":"2023-01-14T20:49:28","modified_gmt":"2023-01-14T17:49:28","slug":"spatii-culturale-nr-24-6","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=20138","title":{"rendered":"Spa\u021bii culturale nr. 24 (6)"},"content":{"rendered":"

Podiumul Poe\u0163ilor <\/strong><\/p>\n

Emil Niculescu <\/strong>
\n\"\"

Iarna cazon\u0103<\/strong><\/p>\n

Motto: \u201eIubim azurul
\n Iubim \u015fi pacea,
\n Dar, dac\u0103 cerul se va-ntuneca,
\n Bum-bum!,
\n Noi corbii negri \u2013
\n Aripi du\u015fmane \u2013
\n Le vom preface-n scrum\u201d.<\/em><\/p>\n

Mar\u015f de artilerist antiaerian
\n (se c\u00e2nt\u0103 pe melodia \u201ePartizanii\u201d)<\/em><\/p>\n

O, ceaiuri cu bromur\u0103 \u015fi vise de alcov,
\nPe-aici a murit beat un general, Suvorov,<\/p>\n

Nu \u0103ia din istorii, una din rubedenii,
\nl-au str\u0103mutat, mai apoi, \u00een Rusia, o\u015ftenii.<\/p>\n

Brav comandant de gard\u0103, dam posturilor roat\u0103
\nPe poteci viscolite, prin noapte \u015fi prin zloat\u0103,<\/p>\n

Venisem de la T\u00e2rgul Jiu, din regimental\u0103,
\nSergent artilerist cu, pe piept, diagonal\u0103,<\/p>\n

\u015etiam Serghei Esenin mai f\u0103r\u0103 de gre\u015feal\u0103
\n\u015ei, parc\u0103, debutasem, la cr\u00e2\u015fm\u0103, cu-o cafteal\u0103.<\/p>\n

V\u00e2ntul lovea, ca dracu`, venit de la Sibir,
\nPe sub, kaki, mantaua, la gioale \u015fi la mir.<\/p>\n

Se-nvecina cazarma, sigur \u00eemi amintesc,
\nPe-un col\u0163, cu cimitirul somptuos, evreiesc,<\/p>\n

Unde cre\u015fteau mohor \u015fi marmure de Carrara,
\n\u00cen care ni\u015fte capre p\u0103\u015fteau mai toat\u0103 vara.<\/p>\n

Cu \u0163inta-piept \u00een spate, sunt trei`ze`\u015f`cinci de ani,
\nSpre poligon, cu c\u00e2ntec, prin satul de \u0163igani,<\/p>\n

M\u0103r\u015f\u0103luiam (dar, poate, \u015fi \u0103\u015ftia, \u00een sf\u00e2r\u015fit,
\nPe Paris sau Roma s-or fi c\u0103r\u0103b\u0103nit).<\/p>\n

M\u00e2ncarea, eram tineri, fl\u0103m\u00e2nzi \u015fi f\u0103r\u0103 fi\u0163e,
\nConsta \u00een \u201econcentrate\u201d, pesme\u0163i cu g\u0103rg\u0103ri\u0163e<\/p>\n

\u015ei, rar, atunci c\u0103\u0163eii f\u0103ceau, la u\u015f\u0103, sluj,
\nFasole cu sl\u0103nin\u0103 \u015fi varz\u0103 \u00e0 la Cluj.<\/p>\n

Ninsori ca Isadora Duncan f\u0103ceau \u015fpagatul,
\nDe la Mizil la R\u00e2mnic, de-a lungul \u015fi de-a latul,<\/p>\n

Cu-o frenezie oarb\u0103 \u015fi cu un sim\u0163 artistic
\nCe \u0163ine de miracol, adic\u0103 de ceva mistic \u2013 <\/p>\n

Cine \u015ftia pe-atuncea, prin viscolul cumplit,
\nC\u0103-\u0163i va fi dat s-ajungi un poet obscur, t\u00e2mpit.<\/p>\n

Purtam kala\u015fnikov-ul, pe um\u0103r, – era pici,
\nPe vremea aia, poate, \u015fi Goran Bregovi\u010d \u2013 <\/p>\n

Tocmai plecase schimbul cel nou de santinele,
\nCu caporali, \u015fi-n creieri, parole foarte grele,<\/p>\n

31<\/p>\n

Pe-adresa sor\u0163ii, vremii \u015fi cui credeau ei c\u0103 se
\nCuvine (n\u0103sc\u0103toare, Dumnezei, draci \u015fi m\u0103-se).<\/p>\n

Acei sosi\u0163i, cu ghea\u0163a-nt\u0103rit\u0103 pe must\u0103\u0163i,
\n\u00ce\u015fi num\u0103rau sectoare: s\u0103 fie trei buc\u0103\u0163i,<\/p>\n

\u015ei luau cu asalt soba, paturi cu p\u0103turi roase,
\nDorindu-\u015fi, c\u00e2te unii, vreo dou\u0103 eschimoase.<\/p>\n

Al\u0163i duh\u0103neau, afar\u0103, spre-a-\u015fi face umeri la\u0163i,
\nDuhoarea dulce-amar\u0103-a \u0163ig\u0103rilor \u201eCarpa\u0163i\u201d,<\/p>\n

Cei mai stila\u0163i, b\u0103ie\u0163i de viitor \u015fi succes,
\nFrecau, \u00een c\u0103ni de tabl\u0103, cu interes, un \u201eness\u201d.<\/p>\n

F\u0103tase o c\u0103\u0163ea \u015fi copiii de c\u0103\u0163el
\nI-am \u00eenvelit cu-o \u0163oal\u0103, piti\u0163i dup\u0103 rastel,<\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd vine colonelul, mutat disciplinar
\nLa noi \u015fi, mai hain ca vreun capc\u00e2n t\u0103tar,<\/p>\n

Someaz\u0103: \u201eB\u0103i, ace\u015ftia, aicea nu-i canise,
\nNici circ \u015fi animale-n incint\u0103 nu-s permise,<\/p>\n

Dac\u0103 revin \u015fi v\u0103d vreo jigodie pe-aici,
\nO s\u0103-nfunda\u0163i arestul \u015fi-o s\u0103 dormi\u0163i la prici!\u201d<\/p>\n

De ger, \u0163iuia \u0163eava de tunuri Rheinmetall,
\nAm rata, atunci, \u015fansa de a fi criminal.<\/p>\n

L\u0103sat de mult la vatr\u0103 \u015fi f\u0103r\u0103 azimut,
\n\u00cemi amintesc nimicuri din secolul trecut.<\/p>\n


\nR\u00e2mnic <\/strong><\/p>\n

Urbea avea, atunci, un singur poetic crin \u2013
\nPictorul de biserici, Ciurumelea Florin,<\/p>\n

Pe care-l brevetase cine nu te g\u00e2nde\u015fti:
\nDe la V\u0103leni, cel ce-a scris \u201eC\u00e2ntece \u0163ig\u0103ne\u015fti\u201d,<\/p>\n

Da, \u00eensu\u015fi M.R.P.-ul, dar ce ini\u0163iale
\nNu se tocesc \u00een, iat\u0103, cam vreo opt cincinale.<\/p>\n

Eram \u00eencazarmat \u015fi era \u00een crucea verii,
\nPersuadam (cu bani de \u0163ig\u0103ri, beri) furierii,<\/p>\n

S\u0103-mi cumpere, din chio\u015fcuri, reviste literare \u2013
\n\u201eLuceaf\u0103rul\u201d sosea doar s\u00e2mb\u0103ta, cu rigoare.<\/p>\n

Rar, ca o s\u0103rb\u0103toare cre\u015ftin\u0103 po\u0163i s\u0103-\u0163i treci,
\nNorocul de-a g\u0103si \u015fi-un \u201eSecol XX\u201d.<\/p>\n

Purtate \u00een porthartul cu vechi regulament,
\nDrapele de h\u00e2rtie \u00eemp\u0103turite-atent,<\/p>\n

\u00ce\u015fi a\u015fteptau momentul de glorie precar\u0103,
\nDup\u0103 executarea apelului de sear\u0103,<\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd, supliment regesc, \u00ee\u015fi aveau, \u00een scurt r\u0103gaz,
\nVirtutea s\u0103 \u00eemi fie armoarii, pavoaz,<\/p>\n

O cuminec\u0103tur\u0103 de-ambrozii, mirt \u015fi-aloe,
\nR\u0103scump\u0103r\u00e2nd \u2013 mari cambii \u2013 biletele de voie.<\/p>\n

Ce-ar mai fi fost: \u00een gura pie\u0163ii, o br\u00e2ncovean\u0103
\nPisanie pitit\u0103 de zarva cea mirean\u0103,<\/p>\n

Cu sfin\u0163ii, din pridvor, ce scrutau bizantin, \u0163epeni
\nLa l\u0103utarii care m\u00e2ncau cu poft\u0103 pepeni;<\/p>\n

Spre gar\u0103,-o pu\u015fc\u0103rie unde-au \u00eendurat grosul
\nUn general \u2013 Pantazi -, Mihalache, Coposu,<\/p>\n

Un parc cu chio\u015fc, dar care nu con\u0163inea fanfar\u0103,
\nO stel\u0103 din r\u0103zboiul balcan, de-a doua oar\u0103,<\/p>\n

O strad\u0103, zis\u0103 \u201eMare\u201d, cu macadam pavat\u0103,
\nCu libr\u0103rie mare \u015fi cam d\u0103r\u0103p\u0103nat\u0103,<\/p>\n

La liceu, bust de bronz al poetului Vlahu\u0163\u0103,
\nCe, c\u00e2ndva, b\u0103jenise,-n B\u00e2rlad, cu o c\u0103ru\u0163\u0103,<\/p>\n

O cafenea cu-o doamn\u0103 brunet\u0103 \u015fi cochet\u0103,
\nUnde, carte de visite, mi-am l\u0103sat o bonet\u0103,<\/p>\n

Gara, cu peron vast \u015fi vetust feronat\u0103,
\nUnde-am t\u00e2r\u00e2t valiza, pentru ultima dat\u0103,<\/p>\n

Dar asta prin decembre, pe-o vreme ursuzit\u0103,
\nC\u00e2nd tot divizionul st\u0103tea pe dinamit\u0103:<\/p>\n

Se-arhileh\u0103mesise \u2013 trei luni, mii de pogoane
\nDe porumb, cartofi, sfecl\u0103, la Ianca-n b\u0103r\u0103gane,<\/p>\n

\u00cen tot mai disperate \u015fi mai t\u00e2rzii asalturi
\nCulese \u2013 ploaia, bruma coborau din \u00eenalturi,<\/p>\n

Iar de la cancelarii, am\u0103giri: \u201en\u201d hectare,
\n\u015ei-apoi, pe fruntea noastr\u0103, va scrie \u201eliberare\u201d.<\/p>\n

Fum\u00e2nd, deci, \u201ePapastratos\u201d, din port de la Br\u0103ila,
\nNe savuram \u00een tihn\u0103 dezabuzarea, sila,<\/p>\n

\u00cengr\u0103m\u0103di\u0163i prin glugi de muceg\u0103it cocean,
\nDam, c\u00e2nd veneau inspec\u0163ii, pe Radio-Vatican,<\/p>\n

Ascult\u00e2nd cu stoicism \u015fi un sentiment hilar,
\nImuni, formula: ba-ta-li-on dis-ci-pli-nar!<\/p>\n

Ferma de la Urleasca. Ultima s\u0103pt\u0103m\u00e2n\u0103,
\nPe foc: l\u0103di\u0163e, garduri, cump\u0103na de la f\u00e2nt\u00e2n\u0103.<\/p>\n

Coboram \u00een istorii, spre herosta\u0163i, spre huni,
\nOricare zi \u00een plus se solda cu stric\u0103ciuni<\/p>\n

Campania de toamn\u0103, excesiv prelungit\u0103,
\nPutea (ca Berezina) moralul s\u0103 ne-nghit\u0103.<\/p>\n

Eram, dup\u0103 acestea, cu inima de scrum,
\nAp\u0163i s\u0103 primim, \u00een fine, \u015fi foile de drum,<\/p>\n

Seca\u0163i, oricum, de orice cazon\u0103 duio\u015fie,
\nNe-am \u00eencheiat la copc\u0103 brava milit\u0103rie.<\/p>\n

Un timp dup\u0103 aceea, \u00eemi ap\u0103rea-n co\u015fmare
\nPo\u015fta\u015ful cu un ordin (nou!) de \u00eencorporare.<\/p>\n


\nApocalipsis<\/strong><\/p>\n

Motto: \u201e… pre l\u00e2ng\u0103 alte trebi, s\u0103 aibi vreme
\n \u015fi cu cetitul c\u0103r\u0163ilor a face
\n iscusit\u0103 z\u0103bav\u0103, c\u0103 nu iaste alt\u0103 \u015fi mai
\n frumoas\u0103 \u015fi mai de folos \u00een toat\u0103 via\u0163a
\n omului z\u0103bav\u0103, dec\u00e2t cetitul c\u0103r\u0163ilor…\u201d
\n Miron Costin<\/em><\/p>\n

O vreme-nfrico\u015fat\u0103 va s\u0103 vie,
\nC\u00e2nd cititori vor fi doar cu simbrie,<\/p>\n

Ca liude lua\u0163i la coas\u0103 sau la vie:
\nParale, ba\u015fca hran\u0103 \u015fi rachie.<\/p>\n

Intr\u0103-n socoteal\u0103: c\u00e2\u0163i luc\u015fi e lumina,
\nCapitolul \u015fi fila, cum pr\u0103jina<\/p>\n

Sau st\u00e2njenul, deseatina, pogonul.
\nE-aproape, la trei \u015fchioape,- Armaghedonul.<\/p>\n


\nCamelia Manuela SAVA <\/strong>
\n\"\"

Suprarealism pur \u015fi simplu<\/strong><\/p>\n

Umbrelor nop\u0163ii,
\nce se apropie tiptil
\nca \u00eentr-un somn de copil inocent,
\nle ier\u0163i \u00eentotdeauna nep\u0103sarea \u015fi durerea.
\nChiar seara ca o capodoper\u0103
\nse \u0163ine de m\u00e2n\u0103 cu orbul care \u00ee\u015fi tremur\u0103 c\u0103rarea \u015fi visul.
\nAcum totul pare supradimensionat,
\no poveste \u00een ram\u0103,
\npentru c\u0103 armele nu tac,
\nobosi\u0163i, solda\u0163ii se \u00eeneac\u0103 \u00een propria vom\u0103
\nde la \u00eenceputul drumului
\nce \u015fi-a pierdut sensul, nefiind al lor.
\nPur \u015fi simplu,
\nei \u00ee\u015fi \u00eenghit ultimele cuvinte
\n\u00een acela\u015fi timp cu praful de pu\u015fc\u0103
\n\u015fi \u00een timpane
\nle sun\u0103 bocetul mamei cernite \u015fi ninse
\ncare \u00eei prime\u015fte atent\u0103 s\u0103 nu-i sugrume
\ncu acel cordon ombilical numit \u0163ar\u0103\u2026<\/p>\n


\nIdei suprarealiste<\/strong><\/p>\n

Ideile mi le p\u0103strez \u00een marsupiul acesta cursiv
\nal fluxului g\u00e2ndirii
\nca un cangur care \u00ee\u015fi iube\u015fte puiul lins \u015fi drept\u2026
\nVin peste mine griji \u015fi nop\u0163i nedormite
\nca un roi de furnici atrase de mirosul cald al p\u00e2inii\u2026
\nSunt aici numai firimituri de vise \u015fi ochi\u2026
\nCu s\u00e2nii l\u0103sa\u0163i
\nprivesc drept \u00een fa\u0163\u0103, mut\u00e2nd c\u00e2nd pe un um\u0103r,
\nc\u00e2nd pe altul, mun\u0163ii \u015fi marea, acum cristalizat\u0103, cu pe\u015fti
\npu\u015fi la des\u0103rat.
\nCe de ceasornice orgolioase, Doamne,
\n\u00eent\u00e2lnesc \u00een drumul meu!<\/p>\n


\nFacerea<\/strong><\/p>\n

Peste mine au venit cuvintele,
\nau curs \u00eenainte de a m\u0103 na\u015fte,
\ndar \u00eentre noi erau numai por\u0163i\u2026
\nAu b\u0103tut timide, \u00eens\u0103
\np\u00e2n\u0103 s\u0103 trag eu z\u0103vorul
\na \u015fi intrat poezia\u2026
\nAici totul e lin: rimele stau cumin\u0163i \u00eentre spr\u00e2ncene,
\nneput\u00e2nd s\u0103 coboare din mun\u0163i,
\nvine o vreme \u015fi \u00eenc\u0103 o vreme c\u00e2nd te na\u015fti iar
\nca s\u0103 po\u0163i s\u0103 le culegi vijelia.
\nNu aveau vitez\u0103 prea mare, \u015ftiam c\u0103 trebuie s\u0103 chiuie pe vale,
\ndrumul lor senin
\nse sf\u00e2r\u015fea c\u00e2t ai bate din palme, de aceea cred c\u0103 toate cuvintele sunt sfinte:
\nde exemplu, cuv\u00e2ntul \u2013 mam\u0103
\ne primul care te ia prin surprindere, de\u015fi la
\n\u00eenceput sunt doar silabe : che, ia, te, na,
\nNu \u015ftii c\u0103 facerea e mai grea dec\u00e2t ai crezut tu
\nvreodat\u0103, de aceea, vine \u015fi cuv\u00e2ntul-tat\u0103,
\napoi \u00een fabrica de cuvinte se pornesc tov\u0103r\u0103\u015fe\u015fte toate celelalte
\n\u015fi uite a\u015fa ajungi s\u0103 fii nu poet, ci m\u00e2ini vorbitoare\u2026<\/p>\n


\nVeni\u0163i\u2026<\/strong><\/p>\n

S\u0103 s\u0103p\u0103m mai \u00eencoace,
\nmai \u00eenspre noi,
\np\u00e2n\u0103 vom da la nord de coliva care cre\u015fte \u2013
\nca un butoi plin cu ap\u0103 l\u0103sat la umflat\u2026
\nVeni\u0163i s\u0103 vede\u0163i
\ngr\u00e2ul \u00eencol\u0163it
\n\u00een g\u00e2ndul meu
\ncel mai aproape de moarte,
\ndar, totu\u015fi, mai verde ca alt\u0103dat\u0103\u2026
\nVeni\u0163i s\u0103 s\u0103p\u0103m cu m\u00e2inile goale, cu unghiile dac\u0103
\ntrebuie, apoi cu sufletul\u2026
\nS\u0103 s\u0103p\u0103m ne\u00eentrerupt, cu frenezie, p\u00e2n\u0103 c\u00e2nd
\nva r\u0103s\u0103ri \u00een urm\u0103 morm\u00e2ntul
\n\u00een care ne vom culca r\u00e2nd pe r\u00e2nd,
\nne vom culca to\u0163i
\npentru c\u0103 vom \u00eenc\u0103pea cu aripi cu tot\u2026
\nS\u0103 nu ne oprim din s\u0103pat\u2026<\/p>\n


\n\u00cenchis pentru renovare\u2026<\/strong><\/p>\n

Ce ve\u015fti mai ai despre tine?
\nCe comunicat important po\u0163i s\u0103 le mai dai
\ncelor de la pres\u0103? S\u0103 aib\u0103 \u015fi ei, s\u0103racii, un
\nsubiect de scris mai gras\u2026
\nVizitezi sufletele celorlal\u0163i ca pe ni\u015fte muzee,
\ndar pe al t\u0103u \u00eel \u0163ii \u00eenchis jum\u0103tate de an \u2013
\npentru c\u0103 e \u00een renovare\u2026
\nCu m\u00e2inile pline de var \u00ee\u0163i str\u00e2ngi toate visele \u015fi le faci loc
\n\u00eentr-o debara, mai \u00eencolo le vei tria ca s\u0103 nu \u0163i le smulg\u0103
\nv\u00e2ntul\u2026<\/p>\n


\nLucian M\u0103n\u0103ilescu<\/strong>
\n\"\"

Ultima poezie<\/strong><\/p>\n

Ei, bine, iubi\u0163ilor,
\nalba\u015ftrilor, imprevizibililor,
\neu nu mai scriu poezie!
\nM-am hot\u0103r\u00e2t s-o tr\u0103iesc,
\ns\u0103 m\u0103 at\u00e2rn \u00een \u015ftreang de dragul ei,
\n\u015fi s\u0103-i m\u0103sor, ca o pendul\u0103 secundele\u2026
\nMai mult, m-am hot\u0103r\u00e2t s\u0103 o falsific;
\n\u015ftiind c\u0103 azi sau m\u00e2ine un meteorit
\n\u00eent\u00e2mpl\u0103tor va spulbera numele
\n\u015fi prenumele celebrit\u0103\u0163ii
\nl\u0103s\u00e2ndu-ne orbi, ca pe Homer\u2026
\nAceast\u0103 poezie e ultima,
\nam \u00eendreptat-o spre t\u00e2mpl\u0103
\n\u015fi m\u0103 preg\u0103tesc s\u0103 ap\u0103s pe tr\u0103gaci…<\/p>\n


\nZbor<\/strong>
\n(\u00cen amintirea Doamnei Constan\u0163a Buzea)<\/p>\n

Zile \u015fi nop\u0163i \u00eenecate precum c\u0103\u0163eii f\u0103r\u0103 ochi
\n\u00een apele m\u00e2loase ale inocen\u0163ei…<\/p>\n

R\u00e2deam de copilul b\u0103tr\u00e2n
\nce cump\u0103ra \u00een b\u00e2lci vopsele
\ns\u0103 m\u00e2zg\u0103leasc\u0103 m\u0103\u015ftile triste\u0163ii…<\/p>\n

Mai t\u00e2rziu am \u00eenv\u0103\u0163at
\nc\u0103lc\u00e2nd prin roua dimine\u0163ii
\nce pre\u0163 are lumina fo\u015fnind
\ndescul\u0163\u0103-n iarb\u0103…<\/p>\n

Azi \u0163in \u00een pumn o vrabie ucis\u0103
\n\u015fi pl\u0103nuiesc s\u0103 o repar
\n\u015fi s-o arunc \u00een cer.<\/p>\n


\nCaravana<\/strong><\/p>\n

Venea \u00een sat caravana cinematografic\u0103
\n\u015ei \u00eenv\u0103\u0163am ultimul r\u0103zboi mondial…
\nDup\u0103 aia ne jucam de-a debarcarea \u00een cer
\nscr\u00e2\u015fnind \u00eentre din\u0163i trabucul victoriei.
\n\u00cen realitate eu \u0163ineam cu nem\u0163ii,
\ntrebuia s\u0103 \u0163in\u0103 cineva \u015fi cu ei,
\n\u015fi \u00eemi l\u0103sam prietenii de joac\u0103 s\u0103 fie
\nIvan \u015fi Vanea, \u00een timp ce
\nron\u0163\u0103iam bomboane sticloase
\n\u015fi mitraliam fericit umbra mili\u0163ianului
\nfuri\u015fat\u0103 pe la por\u0163ile raiului rural.<\/p>\n


\nOra\u015ful de la marginea lumii<\/strong><\/p>\n

Cu geanta de iluzii pe um\u0103r po\u015fta\u015ful trece
\nprin monotonia \u00eenmorm\u00e2nt\u0103rilor, na\u015fterilor
\n\u015fi \u00eent\u00e2mpl\u0103rilor m\u0103runte ale zilei.
\nSun\u0103 din u\u015f\u0103 \u00een u\u015f\u0103, din secol \u00een secol,
\nle \u00eenm\u00e2neaz\u0103 destinatarilor necunoscu\u0163i
\naripi frumos colorate \u015fi inutile,
\npun\u00e2ndu-i s\u0103 semneze cu ciotul creionului chimic
\n\u00een rubrica str\u00e2mt\u0103 a duminicii\u2026
\nPleac\u0103 apoi, fluier\u00e2nd o melodie vesel\u0103
\npe sub castanii str\u0103zii \u015fi zvonurile
\nse risipesc ca o molim\u0103 peste ora\u015ful
\nde la marginea lumii…<\/p>\n


\nRecif<\/strong><\/p>\n

Doamne, ce frumo\u015fi sunt
\nrechinii recifului t\u0103u,
\ncum plutesc ei
\n\u00een sensul curentului
\ncare \u00eei poart\u0103
\nspre Raiul Pirania
\nspre plajele caraibe!
\n\u00cenot\u0103m \u00eentr-o libertate
\ncu f\u0103lci puternice,
\nprofesorul de socialism \u015ftiin\u0163ific
\n\u00ee\u015fi scoate p\u0103l\u0103ria \u015fi ne salut\u0103\u2026<\/p>\n


\nLucruri ciudate<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u0162i se \u00eent\u00e2mpl\u0103 lucruri tot mai ciudate,
\ndimine\u0163i scufundate-n oglind\u0103,
\nlegende \u015fi c\u0103l\u0103torii utopice,
\nprofe\u0163ii transcrise-n sanscrit\u0103 \u015fi o mul\u0163ime
\nde lucruri str\u0103ine: r\u00e2zi, imi\u0163i, exi\u015fti,
\napoi intri \u00eentr-o bodeg\u0103 \u015fi ceri de b\u0103ut
\no otrav\u0103 mai tare dec\u00e2t via\u0163a…<\/p>\n


\nCanast\u0103<\/strong>
\n\u00cen amintirea Doamnei Pia Grecescu<\/p>\n

\u00ce\u015fi etala amintirile printre inimi negre \u015fi ro\u015fii:
\nun concert pentru surzi la Paris,
\no noapte la Praga
\nsperiat\u0103 de vodka tare a cuvintelor ruse\u015fti
\nziua de na\u015ftere s\u0103rb\u0103torit\u0103 cu pistolul la t\u00e2mpl\u0103,
\ntoamna \u00een Prater fo\u015fnindu-\u015fi rochia de mireas\u0103,
\no mul\u0163ime de suveniruri ale inexisten\u0163ei:
\n\u201eJocurile sunt f\u0103cute, doamnelor \u015fi domnilor\u201d…
\n\u00cen gr\u0103dina din spatele casei o b\u0103tr\u00e2n\u0103 culege
\ncire\u015fe amare, strivindu-le ca pe ni\u015fte
\nlacrimi \u00een col\u0163ul buzelor.<\/p>\n


\nOra\u015ful sfer\u0103<\/strong><\/p>\n

Am tr\u0103it o vreme \u00een ora\u015ful sfer\u0103
\nacolo unde toate marginile
\nse prelungeau \u00een interior
\np\u00e2n\u0103 la s\u00e2nge, p\u00e2n\u0103 la lacrimi,
\np\u00e2n\u0103 la naiva copil\u0103rie
\npe care concitadinii mei
\no plimbau prim\u0103vara \u00een les\u0103
\nf\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103 \u015ftie de ce, arunc\u00e2ndu-i
\nresturi de z\u00e2mbete sau
\nabandon\u00e2nd-o printre celelalte
\nsentimente comunitare
\nat\u00e2t de ipocrit ocrotite de
\nautorit\u0103\u0163ile publice.
\nEram, pe atunci aproape pas\u0103re,
\nvindeam jum\u0103t\u0103\u0163i de zbor
\ncelor neobi\u015fnui\u0163i cu gravita\u0163ia;
\nde fapt anomalii contraf\u0103cute,
\nt\u0103iate la repezeal\u0103 cu foarfeca
\ndin h\u00e2rtie creponat\u0103 \u2026
\n\u015ei totu\u015fi nu tr\u0103iam r\u0103u,
\nsau nu tr\u0103iam,
\nnu-mi mai aduc bine aminte\u2026
\nAcum ora\u015ful sfer\u0103 a fost demolat
\n\u015fi \u00een locul lui se ridic\u0103
\nzidurile duioase ale nop\u0163ii.<\/p>\n


\nVineri<\/strong><\/p>\n

Pirogile valurilor
\nl-au adus la \u0163\u0103rm
\npe canibalul care se hr\u0103ne\u015fte
\ncu carnea omeneasc\u0103
\na cuvintelor…
\nAcum st\u0103m am\u00e2ndoi
\npe plaj\u0103;
\nel \u2013 cu marea \u00een suflet,
\neu \u2013 scobind nuca de cocos
\na amurgului.<\/p>\n


\n\u00cen autobuz cu Eugenio Montale<\/strong><\/p>\n

Privim t\u0103cu\u0163i pe fereastr\u0103 peisajul
\ncu B\u0103r\u0103ganul defri\u015fat de t\u0103cere, cu c\u00e2te
\nau fost \u015fi mai ales nu au fost \u00een acest
\nLevant exilat la marginea cerului.
\nL\u00e2ng\u0103 noi un copil, ca un mic \u015foarece mov,
\nron\u0163\u0103ie semin\u0163e de floarea soarelui;
\ncojile lor scuipate printre din\u0163i sunt asemenea
\ncuvintelor rostite, r\u0103mase f\u0103r\u0103 miez…
\nO, da, \u00eemi amintesc: \u201eNimic nu r\u0103scump\u0103r\u0103
\npl\u00e2nsul copilului\/ c\u0103ruia \u00eei scap\u0103 balonul printre case\u201c.
\n\u015ei totu\u015fi, micul \u015foarece mov mo\u0163\u0103ie cu capul
\npe umbra inimii; lui nu i se \u00eent\u00e2mpl\u0103 nimic
\ndin viscolul poeziei.
\nNici satelor \u00een\u015firate \u00een procesiune lene\u015f\u0103
\nnu li se \u00eent\u00e2mpl\u0103 nimic \u2013 strig\u0103tul gregar
\n\u015fi-a pierdut anotimpurile, mierla \u015fi-a sugrumat
\nc\u00e2ntecul,
\nbenzi lungi, desenate, de asfalt, alearg\u0103 n\u0103uce
\nde la un cap\u0103t la cel\u0103lalt al lumii…
\nSpa\u0163iul \u00eengust dintre absen\u0163ele noastre
\nse umple de cojile cuvintelor.<\/p>\n


\nPoveste despre Hernando<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00cen taverna din port cineva poveste\u015fte
\ndespre Hernando: \u201eEra un lup de mare
\npe cinste! \u00cen fiecare noapte \u00ee\u015fi incendia
\ncor\u0103biile, ca s\u0103 r\u0103m\u00e2n\u0103 singur \u00een mijlocul m\u0103rii.
\nUn lup de mare pe cinste: c\u00e2nd a ajuns
\nla \u0163\u0103rm, o lacrim\u0103 i-a t\u0103iat obrazul
\nl\u0103s\u00e2ndu-i o ran\u0103 ur\u00e2t\u0103…\u201c<\/p>\n


\nTitanic<\/strong><\/p>\n

Niciodat\u0103 nu discut\u0103m despre cadavrul
\nascuns sub pielea noastr\u0103, despre
\ncarnea \u015fi mu\u015fchii care acoper\u0103 moartea…
\nTot timpul ne punem oglinzi \u00een fa\u0163\u0103 \u2013
\nca s\u0103 p\u0103rem vii, tot timpul ne prefacem
\nc\u0103 suntem nemuritori, tot timpul
\ntr\u0103im fel de fel de vie\u0163i ale altora;
\norhestra c\u00e2nt\u0103 \u015fi suntem \u00een extaz…
\nO pic\u0103tur\u0103 s\u0103rat\u0103 ni se strecoar\u0103
\ndin c\u00e2nd \u00een c\u00e2nd sub gene \u015fi suntem
\nferici\u0163i \u015fi dans\u0103m pe postamentul de ghea\u0163\u0103…<\/p>\n


\nNicolae POGONARU<\/strong>
\n\"\"

Sexy poem<\/strong><\/p>\n

mi-am pus pantalonii scur\u0163i
\nadida\u015fii mei c\u0103run\u0163i
\no c\u0103ma\u015f\u0103 hawaiian\u0103
\n\u015fi \u015fapca pe o spr\u00e2ncean\u0103<\/p>\n

\u015fi-am ie\u015fit pe bulevard
\ns\u0103 v\u0103d fetele cum ard
\nde dorin\u0163e p\u0103c\u0103toase
\n\u015fi \u00een s\u00e2ni dar \u015fi \u00een coapse<\/p>\n

\u015fi \u00een fese \u015fi \u00een glezn\u0103
\n\u015fi-ntr-un loc cu mult\u0103 bezn\u0103
\nunde cre\u015fte preeria
\nmai aspr\u0103 ca peria<\/p>\n

s\u0103 le-ademenesc tiptil
\ns\u0103 le duc la bar ,,Subtil”
\n\u015fi de-acolo pe-nserat
\ns\u0103 mi le a\u015ftern \u00een pat<\/p>\n

s\u0103 mi le iubesc divin
\n\u00eentre-un chiot \u015fi-un suspin
\n\u00eentinse pe albituri
\ns\u0103 le vindec de c\u0103lduri<\/p>\n

apoi din pahare-ad\u00e2nci
\ns\u0103 le dau s\u0103 bea pe br\u00e2nci
\n\u015fi uit\u00e2ndu-m\u0103-ntr-o dung\u0103
\ns\u0103 le-admir piersica-n p\u00e2rg\u0103<\/p>\n

cine poate s-o ating\u0103
\npunga-n pil\u0103 pila-n pung\u0103
\nc\u00e2t este ziua de lung\u0103
\np\u00e2n\u0103 noaptea o alung\u0103<\/p>\n

\u015fi din noapte p\u00e2n\u0103-n zori
\ns\u0103 le dau mii de fiori
\n\u00een lobul de la ureche
\n\u015fi-n scoica f\u0103r\u0103 pereche<\/p>\n


\nstand-by<\/strong><\/p>\n

hai te rog s\u0103 ie\u015fim la o pizza
\ns\u0103 povestim ce a fost ce va fi
\nde-a\u015f fi prosper te-a\u015f duce-n Ibiza
\nsau prin ora\u015f te-a\u015f plimba \u00een taxi<\/p>\n

ai putea \u00eenv\u0103\u0163a cum s\u0103 numeri
\ncraterele din asfalt zi de zi
\n\u015fi edili ai vedea d\u00e2nd din umeri
\nf\u0103r\u0103 vreodat\u0103 a se plictisi<\/p>\n

o te-a\u015f duce \u00een cluburi selecte
\ncu absolvente de la Spiru Haret
\ns\u0103 ascul\u0163i conversa\u0163ii inepte
\ndup\u0103 un whiskey prelung la bufet<\/p>\n

suedez sau direct de la barman
\nam deveni celebri \u00een urbe
\n\u015fi f\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103 \u0163inem cont de vreun ban
\nam putea fi pe val sau pe unde<\/p>\n

nici m\u0103car \u00een vis nu ai g\u00e2ndi
\nsau de-ai dori am merge la shopping
\nla Paris \u00een Hawaii sau Bali
\nsau la beauty salon pentru lifting<\/p>\n

dar vai nu am depozite-n banc\u0103
\n\u00een schimb am un cer plin de stele
\n\u015fi-i mai vast universul fiindc\u0103
\ntu str\u0103luce\u015fti cel mai tare-ntre ele<\/p>\n

de-ai veni m\u0103car la un pepsi
\n\u00een memoria a tot ce s-a dus
\nti-a\u015f spune chiar \u00een francez\u0103 merci
\npentru o or\u0103 cu mine \u00een plus<\/p>\n

sunt sigur c\u0103 din nou vei fi doamn\u0103
\n\u015fi c\u0103 nu o s\u0103 a\u015ftept \u00een zadar
\n\u00eentre timp a sosit \u00eenc-o toamn\u0103
\ncu frunze c\u0103z\u0103toare-n calendar<\/p>\n


\nkaput <\/strong><\/p>\n

a fost \u00eentr-adev\u0103r o revolu\u0163ie
\n\u00een zona industrial\u0103 a ora\u015fului
\ns-au luptat fabricile \u015fi uzinele
\n\u00eentre ele
\np\u00e2n\u0103 c\u00e2nd le-a ros rugina
\ngr\u0103mezi de fier zac
\n\u00een geometrii contorsionate
\nde art\u0103 avangardist\u0103
\nzona industrial\u0103 contemporan\u0103
\nun Alcatraz din care
\nmuncitorii au evadat to\u0163i odat\u0103
\ntransform\u00e2ndu-se instant
\n\u00een \u015fomeri profesioni\u015fti<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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