{"id":20940,"date":"2023-04-27T16:31:03","date_gmt":"2023-04-27T13:31:03","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=20940"},"modified":"2023-04-28T16:39:23","modified_gmt":"2023-04-28T13:39:23","slug":"spatii-culturale-nr-18-4","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=20940","title":{"rendered":"Spa\u021bii culturale nr. 18 (4)"},"content":{"rendered":"

Corneliu Antoniu<\/strong><\/p>\n

Tapet cu hieroglif\u0103<\/strong><\/p>\n

Urm\u0103rirea lui Ezellino<\/strong><\/p>\n

F\u0103cut\u0103 mai mult cu un ochi
\nCum vine noaptea \u00een frigul sf\u00e2\u015fiat
\nDe-a lungul perdelei sf\u00e2\u015fiate, missa solemnis<\/p>\n

Una din rufele mele flutura imaginar
\nPe plato\u015fa \u00eentunericului, hieroglif\u0103 de frontier\u0103
\nE\u015farf\u0103 \u00eentre pulpele Madonei \u00eenfipt\u0103 \u00een zid.<\/p>\n


\nPelerini cu lunet\u0103<\/strong><\/p>\n

Vin de foarte departe \u00eenc\u00e2t
\nSe duc singuri \u00een spate ca \u00eentr-un vis
\nAl unui alt vis sc\u0103pat din tolba
\nUnui cerc. Care cerc desigur
\nE un mesager, un fel de mesia
\nAl altui cerc care poart\u0103 \u00een el
\nUn pelerin cu luneta \u00een spate
\nPrin care se poate vedea cum dorm
\n\u015ei viseaz\u0103 \u00een urma altui vis
\nVisat din timpurile care \u00eei fac s\u0103 vin\u0103
\nDe foarte departe din alt timp
\nSpre o form\u0103 ciudat\u0103 a mir\u0103rii.<\/p>\n


\nFrica<\/strong><\/p>\n

Dispar ca o poart\u0103
\nPeste care stau aplecat
\nFemeia mea geme \u2013
\nE gata s\u0103 nasc\u0103
\nIar \u00een patul ei arde un felinar.
\nN-am v\u0103zut niciodat\u0103 casa
\n\u00cen care am locuit.
\n\u00cemi aduc aminte
\nDe \u00eenv\u0103luirea poftelor mele
\nRock and fuck you \u2013
\nDar \u015fi de imaginea
\nUnei alunec\u0103ri lente
\n\u00centre lentilele \u00eenchipuirii mele:
\nUrc\u0103 tu
\nEu n-am curajul s-o v\u0103d \u2013
\nG\u0103sindu-te chiar \u00een momentul pierderii
\nafl\u0103 acum cauzele \u0219i efectele<\/p>\n

Aveai dreptate
\nScrisorile n-au mai venit
\nLacrimile s-au pietrificat.<\/p>\n

\u015ei totu\u015fi l-am iubit
\nCa pe un frate
\nTimp de zece, o sut\u0103, o mie de ani
\nDe-a-lungul apelor \u015fi de-a-lungul mitrelor
\nl-am iubit<\/p>\n

Aveai dreptate
\nCor\u0103biile erau \u00eenchise
\n\u015ei p\u00e2nzele confiscate de cer
\nCei r\u0103spl\u0103ti\u0163i se insultau pe la col\u0163uri
\nEl \u00eens\u0103 \u00ee\u015fi jertfea singur\u0103tatea
\n\u00centr-o foarte mi\u015fcat\u0103 fotografie.<\/p>\n

Aveau dreptate
\nScrisorile n-au mai venit
\n\u015ei nici semnalele cu misterul lor
\nNici orgoliul cuvintelor
\nDe a avea o patrie
\nInteresul ascuns al propriei \u00een\u0103l\u0163\u0103ri.<\/p>\n


\nSwing<\/strong><\/p>\n

O reveren\u0163\u0103 de amin
\n\u00cen jurul sticlei f\u0103r\u0103 vin
\nCa prelungirea unui spleen.<\/p>\n

C\u0103ci p\u00e2n\u0103 s\u00e2mb\u0103t\u0103 vei fi
\n\u00cen dresuri pe o lun\u0103 gri
\nPe o de trefl\u0103 carte gri<\/p>\n

Dar nu a\u015fa cum te-a\u015fteptai
\nC\u0103lare pe cei \u015fapte cai
\nC\u00e2nt eu eram \u015fi tu erai
\n\u00cen ultimul tufi\u015f din rai
\nRostogolind mere de mai…<\/p>\n

Ci pe o ap\u0103 aruncat\u0103
\nPeste ceva ce-a fost odat\u0103
\nUn fel de-a fi mereu culcat\u0103…<\/p>\n

\u015etiam \u015fi eu, \u015fi tu \u015ftiai
\nC\u0103 nu exist\u0103 Adonai<\/p>\n

Good bye, my dear, my love, good bye<\/p>\n


\nDaniel Dr\u0103gan<\/strong>
\n\"\"

Hohote mari auzind<\/strong><\/p>\n

T\u00e2n\u0103ra femeie nu exist\u0103 dec\u00e2t \u00een zilele cu so\u0163.
\nRupea macaroane deasupra oalei cu sup\u0103.
\n\u015ei macaroanele trosneau ca sentimentele
\nvreascuri c\u0103lcate-n picioare.<\/p>\n

De ce r\u00e2zi?
\n\u00eentreab\u0103 el hohote mari auzind.<\/p>\n

Nic\u0103ieri nu se mai afla pentru el
\no alt\u0103 oal\u0103 cu sup\u0103.
\nNic\u0103ieri nu se mai afla pentru ea
\no alt\u0103 oal\u0103 cu sup\u0103.<\/p>\n


\nAscuns<\/strong><\/p>\n

Pe fundul m\u0103rii zace un curcubeu.
\nN\u0103voadele \u00eencearc\u0103 s\u0103-l prind\u0103
\ns\u0103-l urce pe cer sau s\u0103-l aga\u0163e de grind\u0103<\/p>\n


\nNe\u00eemplinita v\u00e2n\u0103toare<\/strong><\/p>\n

Dorm sufocate-n p\u0103duri troienite
\nurme de s\u00e2nge c\u0103ma\u015fa fratelui meu
\nfiara fl\u0103m\u00e2nd\u0103 adulmec\u0103 urmele
\ngeam\u0103t \u015fi s\u00e2nge urmele fratelui meu.<\/p>\n

Pulberea alb\u0103 frige potecile
\nurmele mor\u0163ii reazim\u0103 coastele digului
\nfiara p\u00e2nde\u015fte ascult\u0103
\ncum taie \u00een oase fier\u0103straiele frigului.<\/p>\n

Fiara \u00ee\u015fi leag\u0103n\u0103 multele capete
\nn-are angoase \u015ftie ce vrea.
\nNici o p\u0103dure nici o crevas\u0103
\nnu se compar\u0103 cu ea.<\/p>\n

Tremur\u0103-n lan\u0163uri cuvinte uitate
\ngramatica s-a acrit ca o\u0163etul.
\nNu bate nimeni darabana n-o bate
\nDumnezeu a uitat alfabetul.<\/p>\n

Pip\u0103ie noaptea cu degete ude
\nnoaptea e oarb\u0103 oarbele tac
\nNu ne mai vede nu ne mai aude
\nicoana cavalerului trac.<\/p>\n


\nVals<\/strong><\/p>\n

De mult \u00eencercasem s\u0103 uit
\nm\u00e2nia vicleanului meu anticar
\ngoana cea umed\u0103 pe str\u0103zi mondiale
\np\u0103pu\u015fa cu ochii de sticl\u0103
\nfla\u015fnetarul u\u015furat de-un picior
\n\u00een r\u0103zboiul cel mare
\nc\u00e2ntecul lui mondial mondial
\nr\u0103sucit pe roti\u0163a cu o mie de cuie
\nc\u0103pitanul Roberto!<\/p>\n

Cine l-a v\u0103zut pe c\u0103pitanul Roberto
\ncorabia cine-a z\u0103rit-o \u00een larg?
\nCoaj\u0103 de nuc\u0103 sub constela\u0163ii polare!
\nCorul sirenelor pe torpila de ghea\u0163\u0103!<\/p>\n

Cine l-a dezlegat de catarg?
\nBurduful fla\u015fnetei pl\u0103m\u00e2n cavernos
\nars de dureri mondiale
\ncuiele durute \u015fuier\u0103 fals marea
\nse leag\u0103n\u0103-n ritmul de vals
\nc\u0103pitanul Roberto!<\/p>\n

Fla\u015fneta-i bolnav\u0103.
\nMarea de care vorbeam
\ne un biet ocean inventat pentru uzul
\nmanualelor \u015fi filmelor de celuloid.<\/p>\n

Sirenele n-au carte de munc\u0103
\n\u015fi nici atestat.
\nVai de cel care se-ncumet\u0103 s\u0103 nu le aud\u0103!
\nSupersti\u0163ii sunt toate \u015fi oceanul la fel.<\/p>\n

Altfel
\nn-ar dansa c\u0103pitanul Roberto
\npe roata cu o mie de cuie
\nr\u0103t\u0103cit \u00eentre zei
\nun doi trei
\nun doi trei.<\/p>\n


\nLauren\u0163iu-Ciprian Tudor<\/strong>
\n\"\"

De dragoste<\/strong><\/p>\n

… \u015fi pl\u00e2nsul mi se lega de fericire
\nde dragoste
\neram foc \u015fi ap\u0103 \u00een acela\u015fi timp
\nde dragoste
\n\u00eemi era fric\u0103 de at\u00e2ta fericire
\n\u015fi de at\u00e2ta v\u00e2nt moale
\nde dragoste
\n\u015fi de c\u00e2t \u015fuvoi \u00eencape \u00eentr-o singur\u0103 clip\u0103
\nm\u0103 uimeam
\nde dragoste
\nnu puteam s\u0103 spun
\nsf\u00e2\u015fiindu-m\u0103 sau zbur\u00e2nd
\nde dragoste
\nDragoste
\n…
\nlivad\u0103 mi-e amintirea aceasta<\/p>\n


\nPoem despre Venere<\/strong><\/p>\n

Venere \u0163\u00e2\u015fnite de mine-n eden
\nc\u00e2nd m\u0103 iubeam cu aerul
\ndeasupra p\u0103m\u00e2ntului
\npre nuntire ve\u015fnic\u0103 cu bucuria
\nv\u0103z\u00e2nd m\u00e2inile lui Dumnezeu:<\/p>\n

aerul e o mare platonic\u0103 mi-am spus
\npentru c\u0103 zborul \u015fi \u00eenotul au acela\u015fi sine
\n\u015fi \u00eenc\u0103…<\/p>\n

\u0163\u00e2\u015fnesc Venere-n eden
\npas\u0103re \u015fi pe\u015fte
\n\u00eenger \u015fi om
\n\u015fi lup.<\/p>\n


\nIsoldei 1<\/strong><\/p>\n

m\u0103 voi \u00eentoarce \u00een marsupiul de hum\u0103
\n\u015fi burta p\u0103m\u00e2ntului
\nregravidit\u0103
\nacoperit\u0103 cu roze va fi
\ntu o s\u0103 vii numai vara
\npe canicul\u0103 \u015fi pe timp topit
\n\u015fi o s\u0103 pl\u00e2ngi
\nb\u0103tr\u00e2n\u0103<\/p>\n

picur\u00e2nd m\u0103rgele de lacrimi
\nchihlimbare clipelor coapte
\nvor fi,
\npierdute prin iarb\u0103<\/p>\n

tributul nestematelor
\nloc l\u00e2ng\u0103 mine-\u0163i vor face
\n\u00een raiul prescris<\/p>\n


\nIsoldei 2<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00een mijlocul nop\u0163ii
\n\u00een pia\u0163a cea mare, pavat\u0103,
\nsub puternica ploaie,
\nam pus pianul<\/p>\n

un c\u00e2ntec<\/p>\n


\nIsoldei 3<\/strong><\/p>\n

tu e\u015fti c\u0103limara
\n\u00een care mi-am \u00eenmuiat ochii cu priviri
\nascu\u0163ite
\nca s\u0103 rescriu stelele cu alt nimb
\n\u00een care mi-am \u00eenmuiat limba
\nbun\u0103 s\u0103 fie rostirii cu act
\ncuvintelor mari cu soare
\n\u015fi cu flori ale soarelui
\ne\u015fti papirusul cald
\nde pus aceste cuvinte
\nca \u00eentr-un c\u00e2mp
\ne\u015fti apa
\n\u00een care m-am r\u0103corit
\nie\u015find cu limba
\nplin\u0103 de pe\u015fti<\/p>\n


\n\u0218tefania Oproescu<\/strong>
\n\"\"

Mai scriu<\/strong><\/p>\n

Mai scriu \u00eenc\u0103
\ncu ghebul destr\u0103m\u0103rii \u00een spate
\nmai caut cuv\u00e2ntul care sfin\u021be\u015fte
\nt\u0103cerea,
\nnici o tain\u0103 nu se deschide
\n\u00een coaja tare a Legii…
\nPiatra nu vorbe\u015fte,
\nlumina nu c\u00e2nt\u0103
\nmai scriu doar ca s\u0103 \u0163in aburind\u0103
\nsecunda c\u00e2nd voi sf\u00e2r\u015fi
\n\u00een pagina testamentului comun
\nca \u00een ar\u0103tura de toamn\u0103.<\/p>\n


\nInunda\u0163ie din culise<\/strong><\/p>\n

Vise invad\u00e2nd ochiul somnului
\nca o inunda\u0163ie din culise
\ndezvelind recuzita ascuns\u0103
\na unei alte memorii
\nnevoia ei de a-\u015fi cere dreptul
\nla tine, nevoia ei de a-\u015fi aminti
\nc\u0103 nu e\u015fti chiar a\u015fa de st\u0103p\u00e2n
\ncum credeai pe datul acesta
\nde via\u0163\u0103, uneori te g\u00e2nde\u015fti
\nc\u0103 nu moartea e spaima
\ncare te b\u00e2ntuie ci posibilitatea
\nde a fi sechestrat de un vis,
\nimobilizat \u00eentr-o dezordine stranie
\nuitat de orice \u00een\u0163eles
\nal \u00eentoarcerii.<\/p>\n


\nStrig\u0103t<\/strong><\/p>\n

Cineva strig\u0103 de la
\nultimul etaj al p\u0103m\u00e2ntului
\nNu m\u0103 uita! Nu m\u0103 uita!
\nStrig\u0103tul albastru s-a rev\u0103rsat
\nca un val peste transparen\u0163a
\ndimine\u0163ii de mai.
\nTandru covorul azuriu
\n\u00eenflorea melancolia clipei
\npa\u015fi fragili urm\u0103reau alc\u0103tuirea
\ndin r\u0103sfr\u00e2ngeri de cer
\n\u00eenso\u0163ind strig\u0103tul albastru
\n\u00een dulcea lui ademenire.<\/p>\n


\nDau seam\u0103<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u015ei dac\u0103 n-ar fi fost s\u0103 fiu
\nmirean \u00een p\u00e2ntecul r\u0103bd\u0103rii
\nnimic din spaima celui viu
\nnu m\u0103 hr\u0103nea cu gustul s\u0103rii.<\/p>\n

Eram nimic f\u0103r\u0103 consemn
\neram nimic f\u0103r\u0103 \u015ftiin\u0163\u0103
\nn-aveam pe t\u00e2mpl\u0103 greu \u00eensemn
\nn-aveam pecete de dorin\u0163\u0103.<\/p>\n

A\u015fa, dau seam\u0103 de tr\u0103ire
\ns\u0103 mul\u0163umesc sau s\u0103 blestem
\npe cei ce m-au adus \u00een fire
\nslujind la templul lui Golem?<\/p>\n


\nPoetul<\/strong><\/p>\n

Se tot str\u0103duia poetul s\u0103 moar\u0103
\nde-o moarte frumoas\u0103, picat\u0103 din cer
\nca un \u00eenger cuprins de-o pornire barbar\u0103
\nse str\u0103duia s\u0103 p\u0103trund\u0103 cumva \u00een mister.<\/p>\n

S\u0103pa \u00een cuvinte ca ocna\u015ful \u00een sare
\nlan\u0163ul os\u00e2ndei \u00eel rodea la grumaz
\nn-avea voie s\u0103 doarm\u0103 \u00een p\u00e2ntecul tare
\nal versului, prunc pedepsit \u015fi f\u0103r\u0103 r\u0103gaz.<\/p>\n

Cerceta \u00een silabe filonul triste\u0163ii
\nvoia s\u0103-l despice deodat\u0103 \u00een trei
\n\u00eentr-o parte fiin\u0163a, ispit\u0103 a vie\u0163ii
\n\u00eentr-o parte odihna, iubit\u0103 de zei.<\/p>\n

Iar lui s\u0103-i r\u0103m\u00e2n\u0103 mai clar\u0103 o clip\u0103
\n\u00een care s\u0103 intre cu ochii deschi\u015fi
\nprivind f\u0103r\u0103 spaim\u0103 at\u00e2ta risip\u0103
\nde nop\u0163i \u015ferpuind versan\u0163i interzi\u015fi. <\/p>\n


\nPetru Solonaru<\/strong>
\n\"\"

1.
\nFiin\u0163a \u00eentru sine d\u0103 firea s\u0103 \u00eenfire.
\nUnind multiplul ve\u015fnic, multiplic\u0103 unire.
\nDe\u015fi risipitoare, nicicum nu se \u00eemparte:
\nca lume, via\u0163a\u2019\u015fi moare\u2026 lumind, \u00eenvie moarte\u2026<\/p>\n

2.
\nPece\u0163i \u00een via\u0163\u0103 \u2019\u015f multe, dar numai una, \u00eens\u0103
\nr\u0103m\u00e2ne-a a fi deschis\u0103 \u015fi moartea \u0163ine \u2019\u00eentr \u2019\u00eens\u0103
\nAu \u00eencercat s\u2019o \u2018\u00eenchid\u0103 at\u00e2\u0163ia ce tr\u0103ir\u0103,
\ndar s-au smintit, firavii, de pricina \u2019i onir\u0103\u2026 <\/p>\n

3.
\n– O, pl\u00e2nge \u2019\u00een mine Pl\u00e2nsul c\u0103 \u2019\u00een tainica \u2019f\u00e2nt\u00e2n\u0103,
\ncu unda tot de\u015fart\u0103, nici strop n\u2019o s\u0103 r\u0103m\u00e2n\u0103,
\nde voi pricepe sensul acestei vie\u0163i, ce nu mi-i
\ndec\u00e2t clipire nud\u0103 sub risipirea lumii ! \u2026<\/p>\n

4.
\nS\u0103m\u00e2n\u0163\u0103 reveriei \u00een sine perla poart\u0103
\nla fel cu-al Beznei lic\u0103r ce-a scris a lumii soart\u0103.
\nSpre-a fi eternitate \u015fi omul \u00eenconjoar\u0103
\ng\u00e2nd f\u0103r\u0103 sens lumirii\u2026 Dar afl\u0103 noaptea d\u2019oar\u0103\u2026 <\/p>\n

5.
\n– D\u0103, cine \u2019\u00een om, sc\u00e2nteia \u015fi-o stinge, -apoi, cenu\u015fe ?
\n\u2026 Neantul! ce \u00eentr \u2019\u00eensul viu niciodat\u0103 nu-\u015fi e.
\nEl, prin t\u0103cerea \u2019i, spune: – Da, totul lumii, pare\u2026
\nNimic a deslu\u015fire nu st\u0103ruie \u2019\u00een aflare\u2026 <\/p>\n

6.
\n– C\u00e2t ceasul vie\u0163i preschimb\u0103 egalu\u2019i pre\u0163 \u00een moarte,
\niar chipuri mintea seac\u0103 sub creuzet ce spart e,
\nca bun al \u00eent\u00e2mpl\u0103rii, venind, plec\u00e2nd \u0163\u0103r\u00e2n\u0103,
\nde ce mai sper\u0103 omul prin locuri s\u0103 r\u0103m\u00e2n\u0103?…<\/p>\n

7.
\nS\u0103 \u00eei ascult t\u0103cerea, m\u0103 \u2019\u00eendeamn\u0103 \u2019\u00eencremenire
\nde caer al clipirii, f\u0103cut s\u0103 tot desfire,
\nprin umbra-mi cugetare\u2026 Acela\u015fi Alt, cum
\nparc\u0103 \u2019\u00een irosul cerc se mi\u015fc\u0103, mi\u015fc\u0103rii m\u0103 \u00eencearc\u0103\u2026<\/p>\n

8.
\nDin cartea vie\u0163ii-arheii, nici vremile b\u0103tr\u00e2ne
\nnu pot a \u015fterge-o buche: \u201ece-i scris, tot scris r\u0103m\u00e2ne!\u201d
\n\u00centre dezgust \u015fi plictis, pe fa\u0163a m\u0103rii `s unde.
\nSe \u00eentreab\u0103 una-a urmei: – Dar, cel Repaos, unde?…<\/p>\n

9.
\nCelesta, \u00een stufosul t\u0103r\u00e2m de rozuri schimb\u0103
\ntorsada \u2019i doritoare pe volta,-a undei, limb\u0103\u2026
\nPrin rana sa t\u0103iat\u0103, sub castul hymen, sit\u0103,
\nun ghizd ce casc\u0103 lene\u015f, gurguiele palpit\u0103.<\/p>\n

10.
\nDe dup\u0103 cerul firii un altul vine pare
\ncu stele ce dau noapte, orbind \u00eentr\u2019o lucoare.
\nDe\u0219i-I aici, acolo `\u00eenviata Mor\u0163ii Vale,
\n\u00ee\u015fi afl\u0103 groaznic sensul c\u0103 fluviu f\u0103r\u0103 mal e\u2026<\/p>\n

11.<\/p>\n

Vei c\u0103p\u0103ta desf\u0103tul bucoavnei care-\u0163i scrie
\ns\u0103 bei \u00eentru iubire, atunci c\u00e2nd sub stihie
\nprin buchii numai una savoarea va corupe
\n\u015fi-a coapselor versantele\u2019or dezmierda din cupe\u2026<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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