{"id":20719,"date":"2023-03-28T15:39:55","date_gmt":"2023-03-28T12:39:55","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=20719"},"modified":"2023-03-28T15:39:55","modified_gmt":"2023-03-28T12:39:55","slug":"spatii-culturale-nr-87-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=20719","title":{"rendered":"Spa\u021bii culturale nr. 87 (2)"},"content":{"rendered":"

Cenaclul poe\u021bilor din cer <\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

Magda ISANOS <\/strong>
\n\"\"

\u021aara luminii<\/strong><\/p>\n

Ne-nchinam p\u0103m\u00e2ntului-Dumnezeu,
\ncare ne trimitea puterea \u0219i somnul s\u0103u.
\nSpuneam florilor: Bine-a\u021bi venit\u2026
\nPloile, b\u0103t\u00e2nd \u00eentr-un zid aurit,
\nscoteau m\u0103re\u021bele fulgere.
\nAnimalele cu coarne \u0219i ugere
\n\u00eengenuncheau s\u0103 le mulgem.
\nCrengile se plecau la poame s-ajungem \u2013
\n\u0219i de c\u00e2te ori v\u00e2ntul trecea
\nun c\u00e2ntec de cristale lovite pornea.<\/p>\n

C\u00e2te-o insul\u0103 desprins\u0103 de continent
\npleca \u00een largul ocean transparent;
\nvedeam gr\u0103dinile ei suprapuse,
\np\u0103s\u0103rile-n zbor o urmau supuse.
\nAlteori cioc\u0103neam \u00een st\u00e2nc\u0103-ntreb\u00e2nd
\nizvorul, care s-auzea murmur\u00e2nd:
\nce-ai de g\u00e2nd?
\n\u0218i-ndat\u0103 s\u0103rea ca un ied.
\nToate lucrurile \u0219i fiin\u021bele spuneau: cred,
\n\u0219i luminau at\u00e2t de puternic,
\nc\u0103 niciodat\u0103 nu se f\u0103cea \u00eentuneric.<\/p>\n

II<\/p>\n

Orbi\u021bi de verdele-at\u00e2tor c\u00e2mpii,
\nde c\u00e2ntec de mierl\u0103 \u0219i cioc\u00e2rlii,
\nne duceam \u00een pe\u0219ter\u0103 s\u0103 dormim;
\n\u0219i c\u00e2nd se-nt\u00e2mpla s\u0103 murim,
\neram zidi\u021bi acolo, uita\u021bi,
\nc\u0103ci de-acum se n\u0103scuser\u0103 al\u021bi b\u0103rba\u021bi,
\nalte femei, la fel de frumoase.
\nDe ce-am fi pl\u00e2ns deasupra acelor oase?<\/p>\n

Numele, nici ele nu se pierdeau.
\nTinerii ca pe ni\u0219te mantii de pre\u021b le purtau.
\nErau acelea\u0219i nume sonore, <\/p>\n

acelea\u0219i astre \u0219i ore
\nlic\u0103reau \u00een r\u0103stimpuri,
\nacelea\u0219i cortegii \u0219i anotimpuri,
\n\u00eenc\u00e2t numir\u0103m acele \u021binuturi ciudate,
\nale luminii de nimic tulburate.<\/p>\n


\nPomii cei tineri<\/strong><\/p>\n

Pomii cei tineri, \u00een diminea\u021ba de marte,
\nunii l\u00e2ng\u0103 al\u021bii au stat s\u0103 se roage \u2013
\nfrun\u021bile lor str\u0103luceau inspirate deasupra
\np\u0103m\u00e2ntului \u00eenc\u0103-n z\u0103pezi.<\/p>\n

\u0218i-n aerul \u00een care nu erau zboruri,
\npomii, ale c\u0103ror umbre nu se n\u0103scuser\u0103,
\nc\u00e2ntau un imn pentru via\u021b\u0103,
\nca ni\u0219te oameni goi \u0219i frumo\u0219i ei c\u00e2ntau:<\/p>\n

\u201eSoare de aram\u0103, zeu popular pentru plante,
\nprive\u0219te oastea noastr\u0103-ndr\u0103znea\u021b\u0103;
\nici-acolo aerul e rumen de tot printre ramuri,
\nc\u0103 viitoarele fructe acolo vor sta\u2026<\/p>\n

Noi nu ne-nchin\u0103m de fel \u0219i nu pl\u00e2ngem
\nci preg\u0103tim un loc c\u00e2t mai \u00eenalt pentru cuiburi
\n\u0219i preg\u0103tim o org\u0103 pentru v\u00e2nturi,
\nsoare de-aram\u0103, zeu totdeauna rotund\u2026<\/p>\n

Ni s-a povestit despre tine-n p\u0103m\u00e2nt,
\nc\u00e2nd nu cuno\u0219team dimensiunile cerului;
\nni s-a povestit despre tine-n leag\u0103nul cald.
\nSemin\u021bele-n somn visau c\u0103 exist\u0103 colori,
\nro\u0219u, albastru \u0219i gri, minunate colori.
\nTu, peste frun\u021bile noastre, soare, cobori.
\n\u0218i noi vom da fructe, \u0219i noi vom fi hore de flori.
\nGloria noastr\u0103 toat\u0103-n v\u00e2rf se presimte\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

\u0218i-un curcubeu deasupra tulpinilor strimte
\ncade vestind: nu moarte, desigur, nu moarte,
\npomilor tineri \u00een diminea\u021ba de marte\u2026<\/p>\n


\nP\u0103s\u0103rile<\/strong><\/p>\n

P\u0103s\u0103rile cu aripi molatece,
\ndin sm\u00e2rcuri s\u0103lbatece,
\nau zburat c\u00e2t au zburat \u2013
\npe spatele lor era cerul culcat \u2013
\napoi \u00eencepur\u0103 s\u0103 cioc\u0103neasc\u0103
\nt\u00e2mpla mea, gata-n vis s\u0103-nfloreasc\u0103.<\/p>\n

Altele, mici, plutir\u0103 ca un roi
\nmulticolor \u0219i-asurzitor spre noi.
\nOdaia se umplu de v\u00e2nt \u0219i pene;
\nclipeam alene.
\nToate c\u00e2ntau soarele.
\nPloaia, care-\u0219i vars\u0103 ulcioarele.
\nV\u00e2ntul, care clatin\u0103 toate
\ncuiburile lor coco\u021bate\u2026<\/p>\n

S-a\u0219ezau pe pernele mele,
\npe lamp\u0103 \u0219i-n dantela din perdele,
\n\u0219i c\u00e2ntau, umfl\u00e2nd gu\u0219ele
\nc-au \u00eenceput s\u0103 r\u0103sar\u0103 br\u00e2ndu\u0219ele.<\/p>\n

\u201eOh, goni\u021bi-le\u201d\u2026 strigam \u0219i, iat\u0103,
\nvenea pajura \u00eentunecat\u0103,
\ncare spunea cu voce omeneasc\u0103:
\n\u201eUn pom vrea din tine s\u0103 creasc\u0103\u201d.<\/p>\n


\nB\u0103rbatul<\/strong><\/p>\n

Umpl\u00e2nd \u00eenc\u0103perea \u0219i inima toat\u0103,
\nb\u0103rbatul veni de-afar\u0103, din zloat\u0103;
\nglasul lui mare f\u0103cu s\u0103 se sperie focul.
\nSuduia lep\u0103d\u00e2ndu-\u0219i cojocul.<\/p>\n

Parc-ar fi un stejar stufos,
\ng\u00e2ndii \u00een tain\u0103, dar era frumos.
\nSe sup\u0103ra \u0219i-ndat\u0103 r\u00e2dea.
\nAcum am s\u0103-l fac s\u0103 nu mai poat\u0103 pleca.<\/p>\n

\u201eTu e\u0219ti sub\u021bire \u0219i ager\u0103 ca o nuia\u201d,
\n\u00eemi spunea uneori,
\ne\u0219ti plin\u0103 de ghimpi \u0219i flori;
\nteme-te de m\u00e2na mea, c-ai s\u0103 mori\u2026
\nPuterea izvora potolit,
\ndin bra\u021bele \u0219i pieptul lui dezgolit\u2026<\/p>\n

Doamne, f\u0103-m\u0103 ca Dalila, viclean\u0103,
\nc\u00e2nd o da gean\u0103 prin gean\u0103,
\ns\u0103-i aflu taina \u0219i s\u0103-l robesc
\nvisului meu p\u0103m\u00e2ntesc.<\/p>\n


\nA\u0219tept\u00e2nd<\/strong><\/p>\n

A\u0219tept\u00e2nd s\u0103 vin\u0103 cel drag,
\nam pus o ramur\u0103 verde pe prag.
\nFere\u0219tile nu \u0219tiu cum luminau.
\nParc\u0103 r\u00e2deau.
\nFlorile aduse din c\u00e2mp
\nau fost \u0219i ele vesele-un timp.
\nToate lucrurile c\u00e2te erau \u00een cas\u0103
\nse f\u0103cuser\u0103 de-argint \u0219i m\u0103tas\u0103.<\/p>\n

Dar a trecut amiaza. E sear\u0103.
\nOamenii reintr\u0103 \u00een casele lor.
\nP\u0103s\u0103rile, obosite de zbor,
\n\u00een cuiburi ascunse coboar\u0103.<\/p>\n

Ridic ramura stins\u0103 de jos:
\nam\u00e2ndou\u0103 suntem de prisos.
\nRug\u0103ciune \u00een p\u0103durea de brad<\/p>\n

Ca s\u0103 ne-nt\u00e2lnim noi doi acum,
\nstelele-au f\u0103cut at\u00e2ta drum,
\n\u0219i-a fost soare-n lume, \u0219i-au fost ploi,
\ncer rotund \u0219i lanuri pentru noi\u2026<\/p>\n

Doamne, n-am genunchi s\u0103-\u021bi mul\u021bumesc
\npentru pomi \u0219i turme c\u00e2te cresc,
\nocrotite-n poala ta albastr\u0103,
\ntoate pentru bucuria noastr\u0103\u2026<\/p>\n

Ne-nchin\u0103m de aceea R\u0103s\u0103ritului,
\napei \u0219i p\u0103m\u00e2ntului, truditului\u2026
\n\u0219i-o s\u0103-\u021bi s\u0103rut\u0103m, acolo, pe mun\u021bi,
\nmarginea ve\u0219m\u00e2ntului, s\u0103-\u021bi spunem
\nlauda, \u0219i sub picior s\u0103-\u021bi punem
\npraful nostru, praful de pe frun\u021bi\u2026<\/p>\n

Ne-or primi p\u0103durile \u0219i turma
\nierburilor alerg\u00e2nd aproape
\nde p\u0103m\u00e2nt\u2026 \u0218i z\u00e2nele din ape
\nne-or cunoa\u0219te pe nisipuri urma\u2026<\/p>\n

Umbre-n asfin\u021bit ne-or face semne,
\nvom striga ecoul s\u0103 ne-ndemne,
\n\u0219i, lumin\u00e2ndu-i urma, vom cunoa\u0219te
\nlocul unde c\u0103prioara pa\u0219te\u2026<\/p>\n

Vom cunoa\u0219te scunde-mp\u0103r\u0103\u021bii
\nde ciuperci \u0219i vizuini pustii,
\nde du\u0219mani sau poate de prieteni,
\nce-\u0219i uitar\u0103 oasele sub cetini.<\/p>\n

Dup\u0103 urma ciutei f\u0103r\u0103 vin\u0103,
\nne vom face drum \u0219i-apoi odihn\u0103
\np\u00e2n\u2019 la st\u00e2ncile ce nu obosesc s-a\u0219tepte
\npasul Domnului, pe primele lor trepte\u2026<\/p>\n


\nNoapte<\/strong><\/p>\n

C\u00e2t de-ncet acei fulgi de-ntuneric c\u0103zur\u0103,
\ndeasupra lumii, ca o cenu\u0219ie nedumerire,
\np\u00e2n\u0103 ce neagra noapte cu stoluri veni.
\nTotul ca-n apele ad\u00e2nci acum era,
\npomii aten\u021bi, casele, \u00eens\u0103\u0219i lumina
\nera undeva \u00een calma, umeda noapte,
\nce nev\u0103zut\u0103 z\u00e2mbea.
\n\u0218i timpul \u00eensu\u0219i mai curgea acolo
\nprin umbr\u0103, ca printr-un p\u0103m\u00e2nt af\u00e2nat.
\nDar cine respir\u0103 u\u0219or, fericit?
\nPoate p\u0103s\u0103ri ce se viseaz\u0103 zbur\u00e2nd.
\nNoapte. Dumnezeu \u00eensu\u0219i s\u0103rut\u0103
\ncu gura lui neagr\u0103 p\u0103m\u00e2ntul,
\nca \u0219i c\u00e2nd cu duio\u0219ie ar spune:
\n\u201eHaide, -nv\u0103\u021ba\u021bi-v\u0103 c\u00e2te pu\u021bin s\u0103 muri\u021bi\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n


\nA.E. BACONSKY<\/strong>
\n\"\"

NIHIL<\/strong><\/p>\n

Albastru \u0219i rece verde \u0219i rece galben \u0219i rece \u2013
\nochii de Argus ai templului te-au v\u0103zut.
\nTaci. Dac\u0103 vrei totu\u0219i s\u0103 spui ceva
\n\u00cenva\u021b\u0103 s\u0103 urli.<\/p>\n

Pretutindeni te love\u0219ti de obiecte \u2013
\nv\u00e2ntul alung\u0103 pe str\u0103zi urechile c\u0103zute
\nbonzii ce \u021bi-au sur\u00e2s la intrare
\nerau to\u021bi de metal.<\/p>\n

Toate capetele speculative iau form\u0103 de cub
\n\u0219i devin transparente. Seara apare profetul.
\nNev\u0103zut de nimeni se strecoar\u0103 \u00een tain\u0103
\nc\u0103lug\u0103rul mort, \u00een ora\u0219.<\/p>\n

Nu! Las\u0103 aripile! Nu mai e timpul!
\nCuvintele-ncep a fi de cultur\u0103,
\n\u0218amani invizibili inoculeaz\u0103 poe\u021bilor-scoici
\nnoaptea, o boal\u0103 ciudat\u0103.<\/p>\n

Intr\u0103 \u00een rece \u2013 verde galben albastru \u0219i rece
\nnu mai visa nu mai iubi nu mai crede \u2013
\nTaci. Dac\u0103 vrei totu\u0219i s\u0103 spui ceva
\n\u00eenva\u021b\u0103 s\u0103 urli.<\/p>\n


\nPERPETUUM MOBILE<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00centre dou\u0103 minciuni, \u00eentre dou\u0103 culori, \u00eentre dou\u0103 iluzii am fost tineri ne-am maturizat am crezut unii
\n\u00een minciunile altora ne-am vopsit unii \u00een culorile
\naltora ne-am hr\u0103nit unii cu iluziile altora. Mereu
\n\u00eentre dou\u0103 alternative \u00een\u0219el\u0103toare iat\u0103 ne-a\u0219teapt\u0103 acum
\nv\u00e2rsta de ghea\u021b\u0103 iar cei ce vin dup\u0103 noi vor \u00eentoarce
\nclepsidra. Ruinat\u0103 \u0219i neagr\u0103 cre\u0219te moara de v\u00e2nt
\n\u00een care s-au cuib\u0103rit animale \u0219i p\u0103s\u0103ri de noapte,
\nspada cade-n noroi, l\u00e2na de aur ag\u0103\u021bat\u0103 de crengi<\/p>\n

putreze\u0219te departe iar \u00eenving\u0103torii cer\u0219esc la por\u021bile
\ncelor \u00eenvin\u0219i. Nu, nu vom mai face r\u0103zboaie \u2013
\nf\u0103r\u0103 lupt\u0103 vom c\u0103dea \u00eenvin\u0219i, f\u0103r\u0103 lupt\u0103
\nne vom \u00eenvinge unii pe al\u021bii \u00een false carnagii,
\n\u00eentr-un imens m\u0103cel demagogic. Noul Jan Huss,
\nnoul Savonarola, noul Luther vor ap\u0103rea pe ecrane,
\nvor fi urm\u0103ri\u021bi, focurile vor fi \u00eentre\u021binute cu ziare
\n\u0219i pe deasupra capetelor noastre umflate, m\u00e2ini murdare
\nse vor str\u00e2nge una pe alta pe-ascuns l\u0103s\u00e2ndu-ne
\nmereu \u00eentre dou\u0103, \u00eentre dou\u0103 minciuni, \u00eentre dou\u0103 culori,
\n\u00eentre dou\u0103 iluzii\u2026<\/p>\n


\nARS ANTIPOETICA<\/strong><\/p>\n

A scrie cu t\u0103r\u00e2\u021be de lemn a scrie cu fiare vechi
\ncu buc\u0103\u021bi de plexiglas cu obiecte concrete
\na scrie pe cutiile goale \u00een care se ambaleaz\u0103
\naparate electrice, pe benzi de magnetofon uzate
\na scrie \u00een relief cu sunetele modulatorului
\nfixate pe ecrane metalice \u2013 alb, a scrie alb
\npoeme sortite consumului purt\u00e2nd seria
\nanul \u0219i marca, poeme perfect func\u021bionale
\ncare nu se citesc ci se consum\u0103 cotidian,
\npoeme abcdefghijklmnopq \u0219i a\u0219a mai departe,
\npoeme \u0219i-a\u0219a-mai-departe, poeme \u00een U \u00een O
\ndin tabl\u0103 galvanizat\u0103 st\u00e2nd pe suport tubular
\n\u00een timp ce mecanismul cinetic dozeaz\u0103 efectul
\nconsoanelor inoxidabile \u0219i schimb\u0103 direc\u021bia ritmului \u2013
\na scrie cu piese de schimb \u0219i cu literatur\u0103 documentar\u0103
\nanexat\u0103 \u00een elegante plicuri de plastic a scrie
\na nu scrie a reproduce a fi reprodus experimen-
\nTHALIA muz\u0103 a crematoriilor-altare unde se ard reziduurile industriei moderne, danseaz\u0103
\ncu poetul pneumatic
\nultimul dans.<\/p>\n

(din vol. \u201eCorabia lui Sebastian\u201d, Cartea Rom\u00e2neasc\u0103, 1978)<\/p>\n


\nPSALM NEGRU<\/strong><\/p>\n

Doamne, a\u0219 vrea s\u0103 pl\u00e2ng dar nu mai
\nam nici un r\u00e2u pe-ale c\u0103rui maluri
\ns\u0103-mi pot aminti de Sion. \u0218i Babilonul
\ne-n mine \u0219i mul\u021bimea de robi
\n\u00eemi \u00eentinde c\u0103tu\u0219ele predestinate \u0219i r\u00e2de, r\u00e2de\u2026
\nistoria, vechile mituri, capul de lup, Doamne,
\nsimt umbra ta mare deasupra p\u0103m\u00e2ntului meu,
\nsimt \u00een scheletul pe care-mi port trupul,
\noasele risipite pe c\u00e2mpuri de \u00eenainta\u0219i apocrifi,
\nsimt c\u0103 timpul meu \u00eel m\u0103soar\u0103 clepsidre
\n\u00eens\u00e2ngerate \u0219i false\u2026 ochii mei reci \u0219i pustii\u2026
\nDoamne, istoria\u2026 Doamne, ia de la mine
\ndestinul acesta \u2013 \u0219i dac\u0103 nu-mi po\u021bi h\u0103r\u0103zi alt\u0103 soart\u0103,
\nd\u0103-mi o moarte \u00eenalt\u0103, cotropitoare, s\u0103lbatic\u0103,
\nmai mare dec\u00e2t via\u021ba du\u0219manilor mei.<\/p>\n


\nSONET NEGRU<\/strong><\/p>\n

Ce s\u0103 v\u0103 caut, ce s\u0103 v\u0103 mai c\u00e2nt?
\nSomnul pustiu, p\u0103dure str\u0103vezie,
\nnop\u021bile ard, \u0219i fiecare zi e
\no \u021bar\u0103 unde nu-mi g\u0103sesc morm\u00e2nt.<\/p>\n

Pe ochiul mare pleoapa mea t\u00e2rzie
\ncoboar\u0103-ntunecat\u0103. Nimbul sf\u00e2nt
\nal stelei celei mari declin\u0103-n v\u00e2nt,
\nfantome-ns\u00e2ngerate-ncep s\u0103-nvie.<\/p>\n

Singur r\u0103mas visezi printre f\u0103clii
\ncai negri, c\u00e2mpuri moarte, umbre vii,
\n\u0219i nu mai e\u0219ti \u00een stare s\u0103 le numeri\u2026<\/p>\n

\u0218i capete, t\u0103iate odinioar\u0103,
\nse-ntorc de undeva ca o povar\u0103
\nce \u021bi-a fost dat s-o por\u021bi mereu pe umeri.<\/p>\n


\nORA DE DINCOLO<\/strong><\/p>\n

Bate\u021bi-mi, ceasuri, miezul de noapte
\n\u00een aceste taverne din care n-am s\u0103 mai plec \u2013
\nbate\u021bi-mi, ceasuri, ora de dincolo, monotonia,
\nmama demen\u021bilor, s\u0103 ne aib\u0103 \u00een paz\u0103.<\/p>\n

Ochii celor c\u0103zu\u021bi sub mese au lic\u0103rul mort
\nal stelelor oarbe, inima lor convulsiv\u0103
\nrepet\u0103 b\u0103t\u0103ile ploii. Popoare pierdute
\nimaginare limanuri viseaz\u0103.<\/p>\n

Dup\u0103 at\u00e2tea iluzii e bine s\u0103 cazi,
\no tenebroas\u0103 albie ne va conduce acolo \u2013
\ndup\u0103 at\u00e2tea iluzii e bine, dans\u00e2nd,
\ndin tine \u00eensu\u021bi \u00eencet s\u0103 aluneci.<\/p>\n

Din tine \u00eensu\u021bi s-aluneci l\u0103s\u00e2nd
\n\u00een ghearele corbilor o piele inert\u0103 \u2013
\ndin tine \u00eensu\u021bi \u00een jos, \u00een mai jos,
\n\u00een Marea extatic\u0103, \u00een Marea Moart\u0103, \u00een Marea Mare.<\/p>\n


\nELEGIA I<\/strong><\/p>\n

Dup\u0103 lungi r\u0103t\u0103ciri, dup\u0103 lupte \u0219i cea\u021b\u0103,
\nmi-a fost dat un liman. Prea devreme,
\nspun stelele, prea t\u00e2n\u0103r,
\nspun pietrele, prea aproape, spun brazii.
\nCa un vechi argonaut \u00eentors le r\u0103spund
\ntuturor cu m\u00e2ndrie: eu \u00eensumi am vrut-o!
\nCasa pe \u021b\u0103rm r\u0103sucit\u0103 \u00een palele v\u00e2ntului
\nrece din nord, alungitele umbre de p\u0103s\u0103ri
\n\u0219i iarna cu gheare albastre
\ne tot ce-am dorit. Dar fereastra-mi r\u0103m\u00e2ne
\ndeschis\u0103 spre mare mereu, \u0219i c\u00e2nd nimeni
\nnu-i s\u0103 m\u0103 vad\u0103, privesc melancolic<\/p>\n

\u00eentinderea verde \u0219i dorul m\u0103 mistuie,
\ndorul de lungi r\u0103t\u0103ciri, de furtuni \u0219i de cea\u021b\u0103.
\nVoi mai fi, voi mai trece vreodat\u0103 purtat
\nde caden\u021ba pribeag\u0103 \u2013 va veni iar\u0103\u0219i ziua
\nc\u00e2nd \u00een zori, r\u0103s\u0103rind din ocean,
\nsoarele m\u0103rii pe pieptul meu gol
\nva veni s\u0103-\u0219i mai reazime discul,
\nva veni oare ziua, va veni-ntr-adev\u0103r?
\nPrea t\u00e2rziu, spun stelele, prea b\u0103tr\u00e2n,
\n\u0219optesc pietrele, prea departe,
\nspun brazii.<\/p>\n


\nELEGIA A II-A<\/strong><\/p>\n

Iat\u0103 coarnele lunii se-ndoaie-n\u0103untru
\n\u0219i apele murmur\u0103 bl\u00e2nd \u2013 iat\u0103 noaptea
\nlovindu-se-ncet de privirile mele,
\nca fluturii de geamurile-aprinse.
\nUnde voi merge s\u0103-nnoptez trudit?
\nMi-e capul plin de \u0219erpi, \u0219i-un v\u00e2nt str\u0103in
\nm\u0103 urm\u0103re\u0219te singur ca o umbr\u0103.
\n\u201eVai, spune glasul lui, c\u00e2t te asemeni
\ncu cei uci\u0219i \u00een lupte\u201d. Glasul lui
\n\u00eel tot aud aproape, dar c\u00e2nd m\u0103-ntorc dispare
\n\u0219i nu mai z\u0103resc dec\u00e2t crengi cl\u0103tinate
\nde goana unui c\u0103l\u0103re\u021b fugar.
\nPoate c\u0103 somnul dat mi-o fi s\u0103-l dorm
\nlaolalt\u0103 cu spinii din margini de drumuri,
\n\u0219i frunzele toamnei t\u00e2rzii
\n\u00eemi vor \u00eenchide pleoapele
\ncu bani de aram\u0103.
\nFluier pe-aceste meleaguri pe care de mult
\nle-ndr\u0103gii unde caut s-adaug un semn
\nde hotar \u00eentre vremuri. Nu-mi amintesc,
\nnu mai \u0219tiu lovituri, deziluzii, \u00eenfr\u00e2ngeri\u2026
\nPrintre vechi suferin\u021be
\ntrec noaptea c\u00e2nt\u00e2nd
\nca un r\u00e2u printre pietre.<\/p>\n


\nMADRIGAL<\/strong><\/p>\n

Nu te \u00eentreb de unde vii \u2013
\n\u00een coapsa ta sunt minereuri rare
\nsclipind nocturn. Pe unde-am fost odat\u0103
\nsalc\u00e2mii risipeau mireasma ta,
\n\u0219i-ngenuncheat \u00een c\u00e2mpurile mele
\nte chema v\u00e2ntul. R\u0103scolit de patimi
\neram \u0219i mi-au r\u0103mas nenum\u0103rate
\nurme de bra\u021be albe \u2013 amintirea
\nle poart\u0103 fermec\u00e2ndu-le ca vechii
\n\u00eembl\u00e2nzitori de \u0219erpi \u2013 dar tu vei trece
\nmereu prin via\u021ba mea, mereu prin partea
\nei cea de r\u0103s\u0103rit, pe unde nimeni
\nnu \u0219i-a l\u0103sat amprenta.<\/p>\n

(din vol. Scrieri, I, Cartea Rom\u00e2neasc\u0103, 1990)<\/p>\n


\nMarius Gabriel NECULAE<\/strong>
\n\"\"

Tunelurile de sub R\u00e2mnicu S\u0103rat:
\n adev\u0103r sau legend\u0103?<\/strong><\/p>\n

\tPe teritoriul ora\u0219ului R\u00e2mnicu S\u0103rat \u0219i \u00een \u00eemprejurimi pot fi documentate descoperiri din perioada neolitic\u0103 (cultura Boian, \u00een centru \u0219i la Oreavu), o descoperire izolat\u0103 din Epoca Bronzului (o secer\u0103, \u00een centrul ora\u0219ului), dacic\u0103 (Oreavu – \u201eCet\u0103\u021buie\u201d), roman\u0103 (o amfor\u0103 din secolele III-IV, \u00een centru) \u0219i din Evul Mediu, \u00eencep\u00e2nd cu secolul al XV-lea, inclusiv un tezaur alc\u0103tuit din 100 de monede poloneze din secolul al XVI-lea (trojak), descoperit tot \u00een zona central\u0103. Tot la R\u00e2mnicu S\u0103rat a ridicat o biseric\u0103 \u0218tefan cel Mare – \u201ePiatra\u201d (1474, care se afla pe locul actualei Biserici \u201eCuvioasa Parascheva\u201d), iar domnitorul Constantin Br\u00e2ncoveanu \u0219i unchiul s\u0103u, Mihail Cantacuzino, au ridicat Biserica \u201eAdormirea Maicii Domnului\u201d \u0219i cl\u0103dirile Fostei M\u0103n\u0103stiri, \u00een 1691-1697.
\n\"\"

Abrevieri \u0219i bibliografie:<\/strong>
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