{"id":21981,"date":"2023-10-13T22:56:36","date_gmt":"2023-10-13T19:56:36","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=21981"},"modified":"2023-10-13T22:56:36","modified_gmt":"2023-10-13T19:56:36","slug":"spatii-culturale-nr-90-5","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=21981","title":{"rendered":"Spa\u021bii culturale nr. 90 (5)"},"content":{"rendered":"

Ion Tudor IOVIAN<\/p>\n

frunza neagr\u0103<\/p>\n

m-a privit lung de parc\u0103 ar fi trebuit s\u0103 mor
\n\u0219i era \u00een asfin\u021bit
\n\u0219i o frunz\u0103 neagr\u0103 s-a a\u0219ezat pe frunte
\n\tpe nepreg\u0103tite-<\/p>\n

\ta\u0219a vine
\nda da-zice-<\/p>\n

\u0219tiu c\u0103 e\u0219ti pe moarte omule dar nu muri
\np\u00e2n\u0103 duminic\u0103
\n\t– mai am de f\u0103cut ni\u0219te cump\u0103r\u0103turi de pl\u0103tit chiria \t\t\t\t\t\t pe via\u021ba asta
\n\tde aruncat pe fereastr\u0103
\npieile v\u00e2rstelor m\u0103\u0219tile steagul lui nichipercea sub care am \t\t\t\t\t\t f\u0103cut mult r\u0103u<\/p>\n

\u201ec\u00e2rpaci \u0219i nimicuri\u201d- zice Nietzsche \u00een fa\u021ba lui Dumnezeu
\n\t\u00eenainte de a-\u0219i pierde min\u021bile<\/p>\n

hai omule \u2013 zice –
\nintr\u0103 \u00een prima bodeg\u0103 \u0219i \u00eembat\u0103-te
\n\tde ur\u00e2t \u00eembat\u0103-te
\n\t\u0219i de durere
\nbea-\u021bi min\u021bile
\ncaut\u0103 \u0219uvoiul de prim\u0103var\u0103 care mai \u00eent\u00e2rzie \u00een lume<\/p>\n

\u0219i frunza aceea care a fost alb\u0103 ast\u0103 var\u0103
\nazi
\n\te mai neagr\u0103 ca p\u0103m\u00e2ntul \u0219i grea ca el<\/p>\n

ce vei face tot restul zilelor<\/p>\n

du-te omule
\n\u0219i vorbe\u0219te cu cei care au plecat dintre cei vii
\nacolo unde omul \u0219i frunza \u0219i viermele
\nuna sunt<\/p>\n

\u00eentreab\u0103-i cum se vinde via\u021ba acolo
\nce pre\u021b are timpul
\nc\u00e2t cost\u0103 o petal\u0103 de zarz\u0103r \u0219i vaca-Domnului
\nc\u00e2t cost\u0103 un blues
\namar ca luna
\n\tfiindc\u0103 e\u0219ti singur \u0219i r\u0103ul pe care l-ai f\u0103cut
\n\tte ma-
\n\tci-
\n\tn\u0103<\/p>\n

poate c\u0103 sunt ultima creatur\u0103 din lume- \u00eei spun-
\ncare se hr\u0103ne\u0219te cu poezie- dar pentru asta nu trebuie
\n s\u0103 m\u0103 ur\u0103\u0219ti
\nnu trebuie s\u0103 scuipi \u00een etimonul fiin\u021bei tale<\/p>\n

dar joia mergi omule la bodeg\u0103 s\u0103-\u021bi bei
\npor\u021bia de fiere
\npor\u021bia de iad \u2013 zice –<\/p>\n

las\u0103- \u00eei spun- am alt\u0103 treab\u0103 acum<\/p>\n

dar el \u00eemi d\u0103 de \u00een\u021beles c\u0103 pentru noi nu exist\u0103 iertare<\/p>\n

the black leaf<\/p>\n

he looked at me as if I was dying –
\nand it was dusk
\nand a black leaf sat on my forehead
\n\tunexpectedly – <\/p>\n

\tthis is how it comes
\nyes yes \u2013 he says \u2013 <\/p>\n

I know you are dying man but don\u2019t die
\nbefore Sunday
\n–\tI still have some shopping to do pay the rent for this useless life
\nthe skins of the ages the masks the Devil\u2019s flag under which I caused a lot of harm \u2013<\/p>\n

\u201eslapdash job and small nothings\u201d \u2013 said Nietzsche in front of God
\n\tbefore he lost his minds<\/p>\n

come on man \u2013 he says \u2013
\ngo into the first tavern and get drunk
\n\tget drunk because you are alone
\n\tand because you are in pain
\ndrink your mind away
\nlook for the gush of spring that still hangs to this world<\/p>\n

and the leaf that was white last summer
\ntoday
\n\tis darker than the ground and just as heavy<\/p>\n

what will you do for the rest of your days<\/p>\n

go man
\nand talk to the ones who left the living
\nand went where human and leaf and worm
\nare one<\/p>\n

ask them how life is sold there
\nwhat is the price of time
\nhow much an apricot petal and fire bugs cost
\nhow much a blues costs
\nbitter like the moon
\n\t\tbecause you are alone and the harm you have caused
\n\t\teats
\n\t\tyou
\n\t\talive<\/p>\n

maybe I am the last creature in the world \u2013 I tell him \u2013
\nwho feeds on poetry \u2013 but you don\u2019t have to hate me
\n\t\t\t\tfor this
\nyou don\u2019t have to spit in the etymon of your being<\/p>\n

but on Thursday go to the tavern man and drink
\nyour portion of bitterness
\nyour portion of hell \u2013 he says \u2013 <\/p>\n

drop it \u2013 I tell him \u2013 I have other things to do now<\/p>\n

but he lets me understand there is no forgiveness for us<\/p>\n

Traducere \u00een limba englez\u0103 de
\n Alexandra Ioana Ivan Wasa<\/p>\n

Das schwarze Blatt<\/p>\n

er starrte mich an als ob ich sterben sollte
\nund es war am Untergang
\nund ein schwarzes Blatt fiel auf meine Stirn
\n\t\tunerwartet – <\/p>\n

\tso kommt es
\nja ja er sagt – <\/p>\n

ich weiss das du auf dem Sterbebett liegst aber stirb nicht
\nfr\u00fcher als am Sonntag
\n\t– ich muss noch etwas einkaufen die Miete f\u00fcr dieses Leben bezahlen
\n\taufs Fenster werfen
\ndie H\u00e4ute verschiedener Alter die Masken die Flagge des niemanden unter der ich
\nviel B\u00f6ses getan habe<\/p>\n

\u201eSchuster und Kleinigkeiten\u201d Nietzsche sagte vor Gott
\n\tbevor er seinen Verstand verlor<\/p>\n

komm her \u2013 er sagt \u2013
\ngeh in die erste Kneipe und sauf dich
\n\twegen der Langeweile sauf dich
\n\tund wegen des Schmerzes
\nsauf wie ein Loch
\nsuch den Strom des Fr\u00fchlings der in der Welt noch bleibt<\/p>\n

und jenes Blatt das im vorgangenen Sommer weiss war
\nheute
\n\tist schwarzer als die Erde und schwerer als sie <\/p>\n

was wirst du alle andere Tage machen<\/p>\n

geh hinein
\nund sprich mit denjenigen die den Tod gefunden haben
\ndort wo Mann und Blatt und W\u00fcrmer
\ntreffen<\/p>\n

frag sie wie man dort das Leben einsch\u00e4tzt
\nwie viel die Zeit kostet
\nwie viel die Aprikosenbl\u00fctenblatt und der Marienk\u00e4fer kosten
\nwie viel ein Blues kostet
\n\tbitter und traurig wie der Mond
\n\tweil du allein bist und das von dir getane B\u00f6se
\n\tdich be-
\n\tl\u00e4s-
\n\ttigt<\/p>\n

vielleicht bin ich das letzte Wesen in dieser Welt \u2013 sag\u2019 ich ihm \u2013
\ndas sich von der Dichtung ern\u00e4hrt \u2013 aber deswegen musst du mich
\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\tnicht hassen
\ndu musst auf die Quelle deines Wesens nicht spucken<\/p>\n

aber am Donnerstag geh in die Kneipe hinein und trink
\neinen Teil deiner Galle
\neinen Teil der H\u00f6lle \u2013 er sagt \u2013
\nlass es \u2013 ich sage \u2013 jetzt hab\u2019 ich etwas Anderes zu tun<\/p>\n

aber er hat den Eindruck hintergelassen dass es f\u00fcr uns keine Gnade gibt<\/p>\n

Traducere \u00een limba german\u0103 de
\n C\u0103t\u0103lina B\u0103lini\u0219teanu <\/p>\n

la feuille noire<\/p>\n

il m\u2019a regard\u00e9 comme si j\u2019\u00e9tais en train de mourir
\net c\u2019\u00e9tait cr\u00e9puscule
\net tout d\u2019un coup \u2013
\nune feuille noire s\u2019est pos\u00e9e sur mon front<\/p>\n

\u00e7a arrive comme \u00e7a
\noui oui \u2013 il dit<\/p>\n

je sais que tu es en train de mourir homme mais ne meurs pas
\navant dimanche
\n– j\u2019ai encore des courses \u00e0 faire \u00e0 payer le loyer pour cette vie inutile
\nLes peaux des \u00e2ges les masques le drapeau du Diable sous lequel j\u2019ai fait beaucoup de mal <\/p>\n

\u00ab travail b\u00e2cl\u00e9 et petits riens \u00bb – dit Nietzsche face a Dieu
\navant qu\u2019il devienne fou<\/p>\n

vas-y homme \u2013 dit-il \u2013
\nrentre dans la premi\u00e8re taverne et bourre-toi la gueule
\nbourre-toi car tu es seul
\net tu as mal
\nbois jusqu’\u00e0 perdre la raison
\ncherche le rayon de printemps qui s\u2019accroche \u00e0 ce monde<\/p>\n

et la feuille qui \u00e9tait blanche cette \u00e9t\u00e9
\naujourd\u2019hui
\nest plus lourde et plus noire que la boue <\/p>\n

qu\u2019est ce que tu vas faire pour le restant de tes jours<\/p>\n

vas-y homme
\nparle avec ceux qui ont quitt\u00e9 les vivants
\net sont partis l\u00e0 o\u00f9 l\u2019homme la feuille le ver
\nne sont qu\u2019un <\/p>\n

demande combien \u00e7a coute la vie l\u00e0-bas
\nquel est le prix du temps
\nquel est le prix d\u2019un p\u00e9tale d\u2019abricot et d\u2019une coccinelle
\nquel est le prix d\u2019un blues
\namer comme la lune
\nparce que tu es seul et le mal que tu as fait
\nte
\nmange
\nde l\u2019interieur<\/p>\n

peut \u00eatre que je suis la derni\u00e8re cr\u00e9ature du monde \u2013 je lui dis
\nqui se nourrit de po\u00e9sie \u2013 mais tu ne dois pas m\u2019en vouloir pour cela
\nil ne faut pas que tu craches dans l\u2019\u00e9tymon de ton \u00eatre <\/p>\n

mais jeudi homme vas \u2013 y a la taverne pour boire
\nta portion d\u2019amertume
\nta portion d\u2019enfer \u2013 il dit<\/p>\n

oublie \u00e7a \u2013 je lui dis \u2013 j\u2019ai des autres choses \u00e0 faire maintenant<\/p>\n

mais il me fait comprendre qu\u2019il n\u2019y a pas de pardon pour nous <\/p>\n

Traducere de
\n Alexandra Ioana Ivan Wasa<\/p>\n


\nCostel STANCU<\/strong><\/p>\n

***<\/p>\n

e toamn\u0103. p\u0103\u0219im \u00eencet
\ns\u0103 nu tulbur\u0103m vinul
\nst\u0103m cumin\u021bi ca veninul \u00een \u0219erpi
\np\u00e2n\u0103 vine femeia
\n\u0219i ne toarn\u0103 \u00een pahare.<\/p>\n

apoi ora\u0219ul nu e dec\u00eet
\nun pantof vechi \u00een care a\u0219tept\u0103m
\ns\u0103 coboare talpa lui Dumnezeu.<\/p>\n

hai sus paharul prieteni
\ne toamn\u0103<\/p>\n

dragostea-i bl\u00eend\u0103 \u0219i pe furate
\nasemenea cailor m\u00eeng\u00eeia\u021bi pe g\u00eet
\n\u00een nop\u021bile cu lun\u0103 plin\u0103.<\/p>\n

***
\njuc\u0103m popice pe suprafa\u021ba m\u0103rii
\nbil\u0103 ne e chiar soarele
\nce va ie\u0219i \u00een cur\u00eend de sub ape
\ne r\u00eendul t\u0103u s\u0103 arunci \u2013 eu stau de cealalt\u0103
\nparte a orizontului a\u0219tept\u00eend s\u0103 fiu dobor\u00eet
\n\u0219tiu tu nu ratezi niciodat\u0103
\n\u00eens\u0103 tot sper c\u0103 voi r\u0103m\u00eene neatins
\nc\u0103 azi nu va r\u0103s\u0103ri soarele
\n\u0219i nu vei avea cu ce s\u0103 arunci
\n(Din vol. \u201eSanatoriu de boli necunoscute\u201d, Ed Castrum de Thymes, 2023)<\/p>\n


\nDumitru ICHIM<\/strong>
\n\"\"

MEMORIILE UNEI CAPRE<\/strong><\/p>\n

1. DESPRE RISCUL CON\u0218TIIN\u021aEI DE CAPR\u0102 <\/strong><\/p>\n

Pentru a ajunge la con\u0219tiin\u021ba de capr\u0103 \u0219i a evita capcanele filosofiei care dac\u0103 nu te fac s\u0103-\u021bi pui m\u00e2inile \u00een cap, c\u0103 de la mirare \u00eencepe filosofia, trebuie, dup\u0103 logica oric\u0103rui avocat, s\u0103 define\u0219ti precis termenii. Deci prin capr\u0103 conform dic\u021bionarului m\u0103 lep\u0103d de orice asem\u0103nare cu capra de t\u0103iat lemne pentru c\u0103 e o mincinoas\u0103 pretinz\u00e2nd c\u0103 \u201etaie lemne\u201d , c\u00e2nd de fapt st\u0103 ca o proast\u0103 cu cracii \u00een p\u0103m\u00e2nt , iar pe bietul proletar silvic \u00eel ia to\u021bi dracii p\u00e2n\u0103 termin\u0103 pe spinarea ei de t\u0103iat butucul cu hier\u0103str\u0103ul. Nu se zice \u201efier\u0103str\u0103u\u201d pentru c\u0103 nu vine din fran\u021buzescul \u201eferestrasion\u201d, ci conform tomului de DEXICHIM \u00ee\u0219i are originea pe la Valea Uzului c\u00e2nd un t\u0103ietor de lemne de pe Boi\u0219te merg\u00e2nd prin codrii Vl\u0103siei \u0219i-a sc\u0103pat instrumentul \u00een hele\u0219teul unde a vrut s\u0103 pescuiasc\u0103 de i-a r\u0103mas numele de Lacul Her\u0103str\u0103u p\u00e2n\u0103 \u00een zilele noastre.
\nIdeea de a scrie ni\u0219te prolegomene la memoriile unei capre m-a m\u00e2ncat de mul\u021bi ani de zile. \u201eM\u0103i, p\u0103rinte, mi-a zis Mitic\u0103, pre\u0219edintele de la \u201eC\u00e2mpul Rom\u00e2nesc\u201d, apuc\u0103-te \u0219i-\u021bi scrie memoriile. Cine mai cite\u0219te poezie \u00een zilele astea? Dar matale ai cunoscut aproape toate personalit\u0103\u021bile noastre din America \u0219i ai fost director al S\u0103pt\u0103m\u00e2nii Interna\u021bionale o via\u021b\u0103 de om\u201d.
\n\u0218i anii au trecut \u0219i a\u0219 fi uitat de un asemenea plan propus. Memoriile le scriu, i-am r\u0103spuns lui Mitic\u0103, cei care, precum Ecleziastul, sufl\u0103 a pagub\u0103 \u00een strachin\u0103, oameni mari, de \u0103ia care \u0219tiu s\u0103 se f\u00e2s\u00e2ie ca un cauciuc plictisit de de\u0219ert\u0103ciunile lumii, sau unul care \u00een loc s\u0103 se certe cu doamna bab\u0103 se apuc\u0103 s\u0103 scrie, pentru buna lini\u0219te a locatarilor de la vil\u0103, nu un p\u00e2rlit de pop\u0103 ca mine despre care popii se leap\u0103d\u0103 de mine \u00eemping\u00e2ndu-m\u0103 \u00een strana celor b\u00e2ntui\u021bi de duhul poeticesc.
\n\u0218i a\u0219 fi uitat de toate, petrec\u00e2ndu-mi restul tinere\u021bii printre m\u00e2\u021be \u0219i sonete, dac\u0103 nu intervenea Simona. Ei, na! Cum care Simona? P\u0103i cine nu cunoa\u0219te \u00een toat\u0103 comunitatea noastr\u0103 pe Simona Russu de la \u201eClassic Beauty\u201d care e at\u00e2t de me\u0219ter\u0103 c\u0103 \u0219i mie, care folosesc chelia \u00een scopuri romantice, a lun\u0103 plin\u0103, mi-a promis c\u0103 m\u0103 tunde cum vreau eu. Eu a\u0219 fi vrut s\u0103 mi-l aranjeze v\u00e2lvoi, young and restless, dar unde nu-i, nici Dumnezeu nu cere. \u201e\u0102ra, p\u0103rin\u021belul nostru drag, dar ai ajuns mai r\u0103u dec\u00e2t Karl Marx, cu b\u0103rboiul c\u00e2t m\u0103turoiul!\u201d. O frizeri\u021b\u0103, una de meserie precum Simona, se pricepe la b\u0103rbile filosofilor a\u0219a cum eu m\u0103 descurc printre scrierile Sfin\u021bilor P\u0103rin\u021bi. \u201eL-au mol\u0103rit\u201d, cum zic b\u0103n\u0103\u021benii, cu mult \u00eenainte s\u0103 se ajung\u0103 la \u201eDas Kapital\u201d. Vine Cr\u0103ciunul, p\u0103i se poate, p\u0103rinte? Ciufulit ca barz\u0103 la protest! Disear\u0103, dup\u0103 ce virusul se mai ostoaie oleac\u0103, \u00eel trimit pe \u0218tefan s\u0103 te ia \u0219i s\u0103 te aduc\u0103 la noi. Sau vine fratele Daniel, sau fratele Marcel, sau sora…\u201d. \u00cen g\u00e2ndul meu, uite c\u0103 \u0219i Simona, pe care o numeam stare\u021ba bisericii noastre. ne-a p\u0103r\u0103sit \u0219i a plecat din lume cu fra\u021bii \u0219i surorile! Da’, de unde?! Gluma e glum\u0103, \u0219i guma e guma! Tocmai Simona?!
\nSincer s\u0103 fiu, \u00eemi l\u0103sasem barba s\u0103 se s\u0103lb\u0103ticeasc\u0103 pentru c\u0103 oamenii cred c\u0103 e\u0219ti mai b\u0103tr\u00e2n, lucru mai greu de realizat c\u00e2nd inima e mereu pus\u0103 pe n\u0103zdr\u0103v\u0103nii \u0219i-\u021bi mai d\u0103 \u0219i c\u00e2te-un ghiont de \u0219ugube\u021benii. \u0218i am acceptat \u0219i jignirea de… om b\u0103tr\u00e2n pentru c\u0103 ea aduce \u0219i package-ul de om di\u0219tapt, mai ales c\u00e2nd toat\u0103 via\u021ba \u021bi-ai v\u0103zut lungul nasului de om prost. O parantez\u0103. Teoria sandwich. Spui omului un lucru bun despre el. Apoi ce te doare \u00eentr-o \u00eenjur\u0103tur\u0103 voalat\u0103 \u0219i cu gust de iod sau alt\u0103 spurc\u0103ciune, \u0219i apoi \u00eel lauzi cu ceva. \u00cen final, nu s-a prins \u0219i a-nghi\u021bit g\u0103lu\u0219ca. Parantez\u0103 \u00eenchis\u0103. Am plecat dup\u0103 capre \u0219i am r\u0103mas cu barba nepiept\u0103nat\u0103! Dar s\u0103 termin cu paremiile \u00eencep\u0103toare. M\u0103 a\u0219ez \u00een scaunul de la friz\u0103ria \u201eClassic Beauty\u201d. Crescuse musta\u021ba mai mare ca a lui Nietzsche, iar barba ajunsese ca a lui Darwin. Colega Simonei \u00eei propune s\u0103 mi-o fac\u0103 precum cea a lui \u0218tefan, so\u021bul Simonei, care e pe l\u00e2ng\u0103 50, \u0219i pe care mi-o luasem ca model data trecut\u0103. Trebuia s\u0103 merg la \u201eS\u0103pt\u0103m\u00e2na Interna\u021bional\u0103\u201d de la Hamilton. S\u0103 fiu ferche\u0219. M\u0103 sun\u0103 Florin U., pictor. De\u0219i programul era supra\u00eenc\u0103rcat, \u00een fiecare sear\u0103 trei conferin\u021be, mese rotunde, excursii la Niagara, St. Jacob \u0219i \u00eemprejurimi, expozi\u021bii de pictur\u0103 \u0219i carte veche, spectacol cu ritualurile dacice ale Liei Lungu din Rom\u00e2nia, etc., Florin insist\u0103. \u00cen perioada aceasta caprin\u0103 alerg de la buc\u0103t\u0103rie, la aeroport, vezi unde-i cazezi pe \u0103ia din Maramure\u0219 \u0219i de la Cluj, piscina s\u0103 fie curat\u0103, s-a anun\u021bat un grup folcloric, unde g\u0103se\u0219ti o fereastr\u0103 pentru c\u0103 to\u021bi vor vineri seara. \u00cen special cei din Montreal \u0219i Ottawa, deci renun\u021b la demnitatea de capr\u0103 din semin\u021bia voievodal\u0103 de Capra Ibex \u0219i ca un ied alerg \u00een toate p\u0103r\u021bile. S\u0103 nu facem de r\u00e2s o tradi\u021bie de aproape 50 de ani pe continentul american \u0219i totul s\u0103 ias\u0103 perfect p\u00e2n\u0103 \u00een p\u00e2nzele albe ale nostalgiei. \u0218i totu\u0219i exist\u0103 riscurile con\u0219tiin\u021bei veritabilei capre. Nu e prima oar\u0103 c\u00e2nd lupul s-a lins degeaba pe buze g\u00e2ndindu-se la c\u0103rni\u021ba mea cu care s-ar fi putut ghiftui \u201eLupul cel Voinic \u0219i merele de aur\u201d! A \u00eenceput cu un fel de \u201emit\u0103\u201d.
\n– P\u0103rinte, \u00ee\u021bi fac o copert\u0103 gratuit la orice carte vrei. Am f\u0103cut vreo \u0219apte pentru cei de la \u201eHumanitas\u201d, m\u0103 mome\u0219te Florin. Eu. auzind de \u201eHumanitas\u201d, ciulesc urechile:
\n– How much? m\u0103 sclifosesc eu pe engleze\u0219te, pentru c\u0103 Florin era din Toronto \u0219i engleza este o limb\u0103 de comer\u021b. V\u0103zusem \u00eentr-o fotografie din B\u0103r\u0103gan un \u021b\u0103ran \u0219i-a pus
\n mo\u0219ia de v\u00e2nzare cu: \u201eFor Seil!\u201d
\n– Frai, p\u0103rinte, c\u0103 e\u0219ti bun ca p\u00e2inea cald\u0103!, zise lingu\u0219itor. Eu, c\u00e2nd aud de \u201egratuit\u201d, m\u0103 uit \u00een toate p\u0103r\u021bile s\u0103 v\u0103d de unde-mi vine lovitura. Cele mai scumpe lucruri sunt cele pe care scrie \u201efree\u201d. Iau ni\u0219te t\u0103m\u00e2ie \u0219i-i dau pe la nas con\u0219tiin\u021bei de capr\u0103 Ibex, care str\u00e2mb\u0103 din nas, dar o conving cu o fabul\u0103 celebr\u0103 din La Fontaine.
\nTrece \u201eS\u0103pt\u0103m\u00e2na Interna\u021bional\u0103\u201d \u0219i m\u0103 trezesc pe email cu coperta. Lucram de ani \u0219i ani de zile la ceva care credeam eu c\u0103 ar fi unic \u00een literatura rom\u00e2n\u0103. O \u201eepopee\u201d sumerian\u0103 de peste 600 de pagini \u201eA\u0219a-i c\u00e2nta \u00eendr\u0103gostitul din Sumer\u201d, o iubire de la Eufrat \u00eentre un scrib, pe t\u0103bli\u021be de p\u0103m\u00e2nt, \u0219i zei\u021ba Ninlil \u0219i invers. \u00cei dau un telefon:
\n– Florine, e\u0219ti genial! Coperta e o minune! Singura obiec\u021biune e portretul de pe pagina a patra. Pe mine ori m\u0103 faci a\u0219a cum sunt, cu b\u0103rboiul c\u00e2t m\u0103turoiul, ori pui poza de pe la 20 \u0219i ceva de ani dup\u0103 care se aprind emoticoanele pe facebook cu inimi c\u00e2t roata de la tractor.
\n– E\u0219ti modest, p\u0103rinte! \u021ai-am f\u0103cut un portret care va face carier\u0103, un portret \u00een viziune proprie.
\n– Scuz\u0103-m\u0103, dar mie b\u0103rbu\u021ba asta \u00eemi aminte\u0219te de cineva. Nu e Co\u0219buc, nu e nici Lenin, seam\u0103n\u0103 totu\u0219i cu cineva, o figur\u0103 cunoscut\u0103.
\n\u0218i cum orice minune nu dureaz\u0103 mai mult dec\u00e2t trei zile m\u0103 trezesc c\u0103-mi scrie \u201eEditura Eikon\u201d, unde era manuscrisul:
\n– P\u0103rinte, coperta nu o putem folosi, pentru c\u0103 e un tablou celebru al unui neam\u021b (nu era Alzheimer) \u0219i trebuie s\u0103-i cerem \u00eencuviin\u021barea\/plata de copyright. Avea un nume ca boala aia a caprelor b\u0103tr\u00e2ne care tot uit\u0103 de m\u00e2n\u0103 p\u00e2n\u0103 la gur\u0103. \u0218i am uitat \u0219i eu, c\u0103 doar \u0219i uitarea e scris\u0103-n legile c\u0103pre\u0219ti.
\nDup\u0103 vreo dou\u0103 zi aflu c\u0103 nu pot folosi nici pagina a patra. Dr\u0103gu\u021bule, Doamne! Era \u201eAutoportretul\u201d lui… van Gogh ! \u0218i normal c\u0103 avea copyright! Vai, cum am putut s\u0103 m\u0103 fac de r\u00e2s \u00een fa\u021ba lui Valentin Ajder \u0219i Vasile D\u00e2ncu de la Cluj! Ce or fi crezut despre mine?! P\u0103i tocmai de Vincent van Gogh s\u0103 nu fi auzit?! \u0218i mai ales de \u201eAutoportret\u201d! Chiar c\u0103-mi venea s\u0103-mi tai nu o ureche, ci pe am\u00e2ndou\u0103!<\/p>\n


\n Baki YMERI <\/strong> <\/p>\n

PASTEL<\/strong><\/p>\n

Scoica s\u00e2nilor t\u0103i
\nEra sf\u00e2nt\u0103 ca luna
\nCuloarea lor alb\u0103
\nEra precum spuma
\nLa marginea m\u0103rii<\/p>\n


\nMIERE<\/strong><\/p>\n

De ce m\u0103 vrei
\nM-ai \u00eentrebat
\nPe buzele tale
\nErau polen \u015fi nectar
\nNev\u0103zute albine
\n\u00ce\u0163i desenau pe buze o inim\u0103.
\nDe ce m\u0103 vrei
\nM-ai \u00eentrebat
\nNev\u0103zute albine
\nSe trudeau s\u0103 poarte prin aer
\nTremurul inimii tale<\/p>\n


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

Cum s\u0103 te laud Femeie
\nC\u00e2nd te alin\u0163i pe divan
\nTe r\u0103suce\u015fti ca o cheie
\n\u015ei te-apleci ca un lan
\n\u015ei te-arunci \u00een oglind\u0103
\n\u015ei te-neci tot mai goal\u0103
\n\u015ei nu-i nimeni s\u0103-\u0163i prind\u0103
\n\u00cen agrafa din poal\u0103
\nP\u0103rul t\u0103u greu ca o bezn\u0103
\nTremur\u00e2nd l\u00e2ng\u0103 glezn\u0103<\/p>\n


\nAT\u00c2T DE DULCE<\/strong><\/p>\n

E\u015fti at\u00e2t de dulce
\n\u00cenc\u00e2t buzele tale
\nPun dou\u0103 amprente
\nCu zmeuri de miere
\nPe buzele mele<\/p>\n


\nMURMUR<\/strong><\/p>\n

Cu sufletul pe buze
\nTrebuie s\u0103 fie fiin\u0163a
\nSau buzele s\u0103 caute
\nSufletu-acela
\nCare fuge de ele
\nOri sufletul s\u0103 afle
\nBuzele-acelea
\nCare s\u0103 spun\u0103
\nStai lini\u015ftit
\nNoi murmur\u0103m pentru tine <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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