{"id":21882,"date":"2023-10-01T22:28:06","date_gmt":"2023-10-01T19:28:06","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=21882"},"modified":"2023-10-01T22:28:44","modified_gmt":"2023-10-01T19:28:44","slug":"literadura-nr-29-7","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=21882","title":{"rendered":"Literadura nr. 29 (7)"},"content":{"rendered":"

Ioana TRIF<\/strong><\/p>\n

Luna<\/strong><\/p>\n

Cine \u0219tie c\u00e2\u021bi ani trecuser\u0103 pe l\u00e2ng\u0103 chio\u0219cul acela, f\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103-l observe. \u00ce\u021bi amintea doar c\u0103 \u00eentr-o zi, parc\u0103 cu col\u021bul ochiului cumva observase ceva, parc\u0103 nou, dar nu era sigur\u0103. Arunc\u0103 o privire, dar tem\u0103toare, la \u00eenceputuri. Era curioas\u0103, dar nu voia s\u0103 recunoasc\u0103 asta, nici m\u0103car fa\u021b\u0103 de ea.
\n S\u0103-\u021bi afli viitorul, era tentant, dar p\u00e2n\u0103 la urm\u0103 chiar voiai a\u0219a ceva? \u0218i ajunsese s\u0103 se g\u00e2ndeasc\u0103 mereu la asta, cum ar\u0103ta viitorul ei? Avea s\u0103 fie fericit\u0103? Avea s\u0103 g\u0103seasc\u0103 dragostea? Sau avea s\u0103 g\u0103seasc\u0103 suferin\u021ba? Moartea?
\n Cine vrea s\u0103 \u0219tie c\u00e2nd moare? G\u0103sise o b\u0103ncu\u021b\u0103 aflat\u0103 \u00een p\u0103rcule\u021bul din apropiere \u0219i se obi\u0219nuise s\u0103 stea acolo \u0219i s\u0103 priveasc\u0103 chio\u0219cul cu pricina. Oamenii intrau, grupuri de prieteni care r\u00e2deau cu gura p\u00e2n\u0103 la urechi, fete cochete, care ame\u021bite de aburii tinere\u021bii, crez\u00e2ndu-se nemuritoare intrau s\u0103 le fie ghicit viitorul. Ce le spunea femeia de acolo? Sigur le vorbea despre dragoste, despre prin\u021bi fermeca\u021bi pe cai albi.
\n Tot soiul de oameni intrau \u0219i ie\u0219eau pe u\u0219a maronie. Cupluri de \u00eendr\u0103gosti\u021bi, care se \u021bineau de m\u00e2n\u0103 \u0219i se sorbeau din priviri, ie\u0219eau de acolo cu un z\u00e2mbet fin \u00een col\u021bul gurii. Poate c\u0103 urmau s\u0103 aib\u0103 copila\u0219i, sau o nunt\u0103 ca-n pove\u0219ti.
\n \u00cen fiecare zi \u00ee\u0219i c\u0103uta b\u0103ncu\u021ba. La \u00eenceput, \u00ee\u0219i luase \u00een geant\u0103 \u0219i o carte, chipurile pentru asta mergea acolo, s\u0103 citeasc\u0103 la aer curta, chio\u0219cul era doar acolo, o coinciden\u021b\u0103, care nu avea nicio leg\u0103tur\u0103 cu ea. Zilele treceau, iar ea urm\u0103rea oamenii pierz\u00e2ndu-se \u00een chio\u0219c. \u0218i-o imagina pe femeia din\u0103untru, \u00ee\u0219i imaginea discu\u021biile pe care le avea cu clien\u021bii ei. Unii o priveau ca pe o distrac\u021bie, al\u021bii \u021bineau neap\u0103rat s\u0103 o ia peste picior, putea s\u0103 citeasc\u0103 asta pe fe\u021bele lor. Dar avea c\u00e2\u021biva care cereau, cu disperare, sfaturile ei.
\n La \u00eenceput, ar fi spus c\u0103 era o femeie care se pricepea s\u0103 citeasc\u0103 nevoile celor care \u00eei c\u0103lcau pragul. De ce le-ar fi spus ceva r\u0103u? \u201eO s\u0103 mori \u00een cur\u00e2nd!\u201d de ce i-ar fi spus unui client a\u0219a ceva? Era necesar s\u0103 le men\u021bin\u0103 interesul, s\u0103 \u00eei fac\u0103 curio\u0219i, intriga\u021bi, pe jum\u0103tate ferici\u021bi, pe jum\u0103tate ame\u021bi\u021bi, s\u0103 \u00eei atrag\u0103 la masa ei, iar \u0219i iar.
\n Erau \u0219i c\u00e2teva femei, ceva mai v\u00e2rstnice, care treceau pragul chio\u0219cului, cel pu\u021bin o dat\u0103 pe s\u0103pt\u0103m\u00e2n\u0103, uneori le observase \u0219i de trei, patru ori. Ce era cu ele? Poate c\u0103 le spusese ceva despre moarte \u0219i ele voiau s\u0103 \u0219tie cum s\u0103 o evite, sau poate c\u0103 aveau nevoie s\u0103 stea de vorb\u0103 cu cei care nu mai erau pe lumea asta. Despre una dintre ele, credea c\u0103 \u00ee\u0219i pierduse copilul, putea s\u0103 jure c\u0103 \u00een privirea ei se citea o astfel de durere.
\n P\u0103rea c\u0103 face parte din lumea lor, dar nu-i pl\u0103cea s\u0103 recunoasc\u0103 faptul c\u0103 nu era doar un biet observator. \u00cei lipsea curajul de a pune \u00eentreb\u0103rile la care nu era preg\u0103tit\u0103 s\u0103 afle r\u0103spunsul. Era tot b\u0103ncu\u021b\u0103, g\u00e2ndindu-se la felul \u00een care acea femeie putea s\u0103-i schimbe via\u021ba. Ce prostie! Suferin\u021ba ar fi venit peste ea oricum, viitorul nu putea fi oprit.
\n Nici nu \u00ee\u0219i d\u0103duse seama c\u00e2nd trecuser\u0103 anii, parc\u0103 nu mai era nici t\u00e2n\u0103r\u0103, nici sprinten\u0103, micile nimicuri din jurul ei nu mai \u00eensemnau mare lucru. Via\u021ba mergea \u00eenainte, t\u00e2r\u00e2ndu-se, parc\u0103, prin praf, p\u00e2n\u0103 la urm\u0103, la fel ca ea, o doamn\u0103 b\u0103tr\u00e2n\u0103.
\n Nu voia dec\u00e2t s\u0103 stea acolo, pe b\u0103ncu\u021ba ei, s\u0103 se uite la u\u0219a aceea maro, acel loc care nu se schimbase deloc. Timpul \u00een\u021bepenea \u00een fa\u021ba lui. Femeia avea mii de chipuri, toate \u00een capul ei, voci, care mai de care, cu care avea s\u0103-i dea cele mai proaste ve\u0219ti, suferin\u021b\u0103, decep\u021bie, dureri peste dureri, singur\u0103tate. De ce s\u0103 te ui\u021bi \u00een ochii viitorului \u0219i s\u0103-l provoci?
\n \u00centr-o zi, dup\u0103 al\u021bi ani, se afl\u0103 \u00een fa\u021ba cruntului fapt, c\u0103ci via\u021ba trecuse pe l\u00e2ng\u0103 ea, nu se \u0219tia unde se dusese \u0219i c\u00e2nd, pentru c\u0103 ea nu observase mai nimic, trebuia s\u0103 fie un truc, pe undeva, c\u0103ci alt\u0103 explica\u021bie nu prea era. Se g\u0103si \u00eenfuriat\u0103 pe ceea ce i se \u00eent\u00e2mplase, femeia aceea trebuie s\u0103-i fi f\u0103cut o blestem\u0103\u021bie, farmece care o f\u0103cuser\u0103 s\u0103 stea lipit\u0103 de chio\u0219cul ei nenorocit, cu g\u00e2ndul numai \u0219i numai la ea. Te pomene\u0219ti c\u0103-i furase sufletul, da?
\n Dar lucrurile nu puteau r\u0103m\u00e2ne a\u0219a, p\u00e2n\u0103 la urm\u0103 \u00ee\u0219i amintea c\u0103 fusese, c\u00e2ndva, o femeie pe picioarele ei, frumoas\u0103, de\u0219teapt\u0103, cineva care avea ceva de zis \u0219i acum nu avea s\u0103 se lase a\u0219a de u\u0219or, p\u0103i ce \u00eensemna asta?
\n Cu p\u0103rul v\u00e2lvoi n\u0103v\u0103li pe u\u0219a aceea maro, de care se temuse mereu. \u00cenc\u0103perea era mic\u0103, asta era clar, dar p\u0103rea c\u0103 \u00een ea se afla tot spa\u021biul de pe lume. \u00cen mijloc trona o m\u0103su\u021b\u0103 \u0219i un scaun, \u00een spatele c\u0103ruia at\u00e2rna greu o draperie de catifea vi\u0219inie. Restul scaunelor st\u0103teau prin camer\u0103, lipite de pere\u021bi. A ce mirosea? Nu-\u0219i d\u0103dea seama. Mai r\u0103u era c\u0103 nu putea s\u0103 spun\u0103 dac\u0103-i pl\u0103cea, sau pur \u0219i simplu nu conta. R\u0103m\u0103sese blocat\u0103, acolo, \u00een picioare, g\u00e2ndindu-se la ce se \u00eent\u00e2mpla.
\n Draperia se trase \u0219i \u00ee\u0219i f\u0103cu apari\u021bia un b\u0103rbat, cam a\u0219a \u00eentre dou\u0103 v\u00e2rste, dar frumos, nu putea spune c\u0103 nu. Nu avea nimic deosebit, p\u0103rul scurt \u00eei era \u00eengrijit, la fel \u0219i barba prin care \u00ee\u0219i trecea degetele lungi.
\n \u2014 V\u0103 pute\u021bi trage un scaun, dac\u0103 vre\u021bi, i se auzi vocea pe nea\u0219teptat.
\n \u2014 A\u0219 vrea s\u0103 stau \u00een picioare, nu am de g\u00e2nd s\u0103 pierd prea mult\u0103 vreme pe aici.
\n Se g\u00e2ndise s\u0103-i cear\u0103 o explica\u021bie, dar faptul c\u0103 la masa aia st\u0103tea el, o luase prin surprindere, at\u00e2t de nepreg\u0103tit\u0103 se sim\u021bea, \u00eenc\u00e2t era sigur\u0103 de faptul c\u0103 vocea \u00eei tremura la fel de tare precum picioarele.
\n El \u00eei z\u00e2mbi \u00een timp ce dintr-o cutie neagr\u0103 de pe mas\u0103 scoase c\u0103r\u021bile de tarot \u0219i le \u00eempr\u0103\u0219tie pe mas\u0103.
\n \u2014 Alege\u021bi o carte.
\n \u2014 Doar una? Credeam c\u0103 trebuie m\u0103car trei, sau cinci, sau poate \u0219apte.
\n Se trezi vorbind \u0219i asta o f\u0103cu s\u0103 dea un pas \u00eenapoi, speriat\u0103 de ea \u00eens\u0103\u0219i. Studiase, bine\u00een\u021beles c\u0103 studiase, \u00een tot acest timp, tarotul, c\u0103r\u021bile, ce voiau, ce \u00eensemnau, trebuia s\u0103 \u0219tie ce fel de ve\u0219ti ar fi putut s\u0103 primeasc\u0103. St\u0103tuse cu nasul \u00een tot soiul de c\u0103r\u021bi, despre te miri ce, de la magie, la nebunie, trebuia s\u0103 fie preg\u0103tit\u0103.
\n \u2014 Una este de ajuns. O via\u021b\u0103, nu? O iubire, un moment, o carte \u0219i nimic mai mult.
\n Ceva din ea \u00eei spunea s\u0103 plece, s\u0103 fug\u0103, s\u0103 uite, dar nu se putea clinti, deja m\u00e2na ei alerga tulburat\u0103 deasupra c\u0103r\u021bilor \u00een\u0219irate pe mas\u0103. Scoase una, nu \u0219tia s\u0103 spun\u0103 cum, dar pur \u0219i simplu o scoase. Luna.
\n \u2014 Iluzia, hm? Decep\u021bia? Ceva ce nu pare a\u0219a cum este.
\n Sigur, Luna, un adev\u0103r pe care nu-l acceptase fa\u021b\u0103 de ea. Se temuse at\u00e2t de mult de via\u021b\u0103, de dragoste, de e\u0219ec \u0219i de ve\u0219ti proaste, de trecerea timpului. Avea s\u0103 lase \u00een urm\u0103 o mas\u0103, \u00eentr-un chio\u0219c vechi cu u\u0219a-i maronie.
\n O singur\u0103 \u00eentrebare mai era: Moartea c\u00e2nd avea s\u0103 vie dup\u0103 ea?<\/p>\n


\nEmil NICULESCU<\/strong>
\n\"\"

N\u0103scut 26.09.1954
\nDecedat 10.08.2021
\nVolume publicate:
\nProvincia Felix, versuri, 1993;
\nBirja cu crai, versuri, 1996;
\nDragonoctonul, eseu, 2004;
\nTot despre Caragiale, loco eseu, 2005;
\nFran\u00e7ois Villon-Balada toamnelor de
\nalt\u0103dat\u0103 (Antologie \u0219i studiu) 2007;
\nZona Zoster, versuri, 2009;
\nVanitas Levantina, 2015;
\nConfinium, 2019;
\nMasca, 2020
\nSupernove, 2021;
\nJurnal de molim\u0103, 2021;
\nMembru al Uniunii Scriitorilor din Rom\u00e2nia,
\nFiliala Bac\u0103u.<\/p>\n


\n Remember<\/strong><\/p>\n

Petli\u021be de vin ro\u0219u pe guler la c\u0103ma\u0219\u0103
\nPurtai \u0219i, \u00een artere, cabrat, ca sub crava\u0219\u0103
\nS\u00e2ngele-n galopare precum nogaii-n stepe.
\nPe care firul ierbii abia-i putea percepe.<\/p>\n

H\u0103l\u0103duia\u021bi prin noaptea vast\u0103 \u0219i orbitoare,
\nV\u0103 mai somau, ici colo, la zebre, semafoare,
\n\u00cen luna mai, c\u00e2nd sporii de plop \u00een caraul\u0103
\nB\u00e2ntuiau urbea. Sila, \u00een stadiul de blastrul\u0103,<\/p>\n

Avea s\u0103 mai a\u0219tepte p\u00e2n-la maturizare.
\nUrma, c\u00e2t de cur\u00e2nd, s\u0103 ie\u0219i\u021bi deci\u0219i la mare.
\nDar am\u00e2na\u021bi. La anu\ua78c, c\u0103 timp era de unde,
\nUrma un meci cu peste o mie una runde.<\/p>\n

C\u00e2teodat\u0103, totu\u0219i, cumva ca din gre\u0219eal\u0103,
\nP\u0103rea c\u0103 ai brodit o poem\u0103 genial\u0103.
\nA doua zi, stupoare: s\u0103 vezi cuvinte \u0219chioape
\n\u0218ontic\u0103ind pe coal\u0103-ni\u0219te mahmure \u021boape<\/p>\n

\u0218i, ghinion, cafeaua da-n foc pe aragazul
\nC\u0103rui, nu-i prima dat\u0103, \u00eei p\u0103tai greu obrazul.
\nO, remu\u0219c\u0103ri ce-n suflet produc grave rumori,
\nSunt clipe pentru care-ai angaja cascadori.<\/p>\n

\u021ai-ar povesti, pe urm\u0103, calm, profesional,
\nCum se organizeaz\u0103 un bal \u00eentr-un spital
\n\u0218i-a\u021bi sta, apoi, t\u0103cu\u021bi. C\u00e2t? Nici nu mai re\u021bin s\u0103
\nSpun, p\u00e2n\ua78c ce, de la \u021bigar\u0103, e unghia \u00eencins\u0103.<\/p>\n

Dar asta-\u021bi e o foarte veche fotografie,
\n\u00cen multe exemplare p\u0103strat\u0103-ntr-o cutie
\nParc-ai fi vrut a-\u021bi face zeci de legitima\u021bii,
\nAzi, c\u00e2nd evacua\u021bi sunt larii \u0219i pena\u021bii<\/p>\n

Revii la reverii ce-s tot mai pu\u021bin rapace
\nC\u00e2nd nimeni gordiene noduri nu mai desface
\nA ridica trecutul ca pe-o grea halter\u0103
\nNu-i, pentru spondilotici, postarea auster\u0103.<\/p>\n

Pleca\u021bi rimbaldiene vocale policrome,
\nAhab e mort, pe punte nici urm\u0103 de nostrom e,
\nCorabia gem\u00e2nd de zeci de-orci deviscerate
\n\u00ce\u0219i ia, de sine \u00eens\u0103\u0219i, oricare libertate:<\/p>\n

S\u0103 b\u00e2ntuie oceane, s\u0103-nfrunte uragane,
\nDe la Ultima Thule la \u021b\u0103rmuri peruane
\nLegal, cu pa\u0219aport de olandez zbur\u0103tor,
\nStr\u00e2nge-\u021bi ocheanul, harta, stelele-n bolt\u0103 mor.<\/p>\n


\nLucian M\u0102N\u0102ILESCU<\/strong>
\n\"\"

N\u0103scut: 11.11.1951
\nDecedat:04.11.2020
\nVolume publicate:
\nCartea junglei (fabule) 1997
\nLacrimi de Murano (2001)
\nRememor\u0103ri (2004)
\nUltima er\u0103 glaciar\u0103 (2006)
\nAm auzit c\u0103 via\u021ba e frumoas\u0103 (2009)
\n60 (2011)
\nRaiul pirania (2011)
\nLa \u00eenceput a fost… umorul (2011)
\nAtrocit\u0103\u021bile fericirii (2015)
\nFerestre literare (interviuri 2016)
\nScriitori nehoieni (antologie 2017)
\nFractali (2017)
\nPatria amar\u0103 (2018)
\nAmurg \u00een \u0219oapt\u0103 (2019)
\nAcroba\u021bii la zidul mor\u021bii (2020).<\/p>\n


\n11 Noiembrie<\/strong><\/p>\n

Am tr\u0103it \u00een v\u0103zduh…
\nMi-am pus ploile \u0219i v\u00e2ntul
\npe umeri \u0219i nici un ad\u0103post
\nn-a mai fost mai temeinic
\ndec\u00e2t acela…<\/p>\n


\nDar acum e t\u00e2rziu…<\/strong><\/p>\n

Inima flutur\u0103 o n\u0103fram\u0103 ro\u0219ie
\nc\u0103tre corabia Orion
\ncare pleac\u0103 \u00een larg…<\/p>\n


\nUltimul m\u0103r ionatan<\/strong><\/p>\n

Toamna, copil\u0103ria mea
\nse c\u0103\u021b\u0103ra-n m\u0103r, ca o pisic\u0103
\ncu gheare fo\u0219nitoare,
\ntimpul, fuior de fum,
\nse topea dincolo de zare.<\/p>\n

Tata se odihnea
\npe un bra\u021b de f\u00e2n, \u00een livad\u0103,
\ndar asta a fost departe \u0219i demult,
\nprin ochii lui, viscoli\u021bi de z\u0103pad\u0103,
\nsoarele se scurgea \u00een p\u0103m\u00e2nt.<\/p>\n

Acum toate-s vechi de c\u00e2nd lumea,
\nlivada-i pustie de un an,
\nstau de vorb\u0103 cu tata \u0219i a\u0219tept s\u0103 apun\u0103<\/p>\n

ultimul m\u0103r ionatan.
\n
\nNunta toamnei<\/strong><\/p>\n

Vino la nunta toamnei! Vino!…
\nSe-aprind luminile-n gutui
\n\u0218i cade frunza ruginit\u0103
\n\u00cen ochii cerului, c\u0103prui.<\/p>\n

\u0218i e departe, ca-n icoane
\n\u0218i e t\u00e2rziu, parc-ar fi ieri,
\nSub pa\u0219ii \u00eenser\u0103rii noastre
\nFo\u0219nesc descul\u021bele t\u0103ceri.<\/p>\n

Ne-am r\u0103t\u0103cit \u00een lumea larg\u0103
\nPierdut\u0103 dincolo de z\u0103ri…
\nVino la nunta toamnei noastre
\nS\u0103 ne prefacem \u00een cocori <\/p>\n


\n\u00centoarcem capul<\/strong><\/p>\n

Nimeni nu ne-a \u00eenv\u0103\u021bat
\ns\u0103-i spunem \u201eBun\u0103 diminea\u021ba!\u201d triste\u021bii.<\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd trece via\u021ba pe l\u00e2ng\u0103 noi
\n\u00eentoarcem capul,
\ncu un fel de mil\u0103 s\u0103lbatic\u0103,
\nca \u0219i cum ne-ar privi \u00een ochi
\no c\u0103\u021bea alungat\u0103 cu pietre.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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