{"id":23687,"date":"2024-09-17T23:31:53","date_gmt":"2024-09-17T20:31:53","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=23687"},"modified":"2024-09-17T23:31:53","modified_gmt":"2024-09-17T20:31:53","slug":"literadura-nr-33-1","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=23687","title":{"rendered":"Literadura nr. 33 (1)"},"content":{"rendered":"

Mihaela Roxana Boboc<\/strong>
\n\"\"

Disciplina de a scrie<\/strong><\/p>\n

De fiecare dat\u0103 c\u00e2nd termin de scris \u0219i public o carte, am senza\u021bia c\u0103 o parte din mine pleac\u0103 odat\u0103 cu ea.
\nNu \u0219tiu dac\u0103 e doar o senza\u021bie sau tot amalgamul de sentimente \u0219i tr\u0103iri puse \u00een fiecare poem creeaz\u0103 o singur\u0103 imagine. Una mai degrab\u0103 pictural\u0103. M\u0103 v\u0103d st\u00e2nd pe malul unui r\u00e2u \u00een timp ce dau drumul unui lampion. O lumin\u0103, o carte, o via\u021b\u0103. Lampionul se \u00eendep\u0103rteaz\u0103 pe r\u00e2u \u00een jos, cartea se desprinde de mine \u0219i cap\u0103t\u0103 o via\u021b\u0103 proprie, una asupra c\u0103reia nu mai am niciun control.
\nO nou\u0103 pl\u0103m\u0103dire dup\u0103 acest moment pare adesea f\u0103r\u0103 miz\u0103. Punctul \u00een care poezia se \u00eentoarce ca un bumerang \u0219i sparge acel mugure de dragoste, \u00een jurul c\u0103ruia pivoteaz\u0103 totul.
\nDisciplina de a scrie chiar \u0219i atunci c\u00e2nd cuvintele se \u00eentorc cu furie spre tine. Disciplina de a cumin\u021bi g\u00e2ndurile \u00een filele unei c\u0103r\u021bi. Pur \u0219i simplu, disciplina. Te treze\u0219ti cu g\u00e2ndurile, le ordonezi, le a\u0219ezi \u00een ce form\u0103 vrei, le pui la macerat, p\u00e2n\u0103 c\u00e2nd pasta aceea, \u00eembinare de suferin\u021b\u0103 \u0219i fericire, de c\u0103utare \u0219i reg\u0103sire cap\u0103t\u0103 un sens. O conduct\u0103 prin care dragostea trece, de la scriitor spre cititor. \u0218uvoi, s\u00e2ngele din rana care zg\u00e2nd\u0103re, f\u0103r\u0103 a prinde coaj\u0103. Pentru c\u0103 totul trebuie scris, f\u0103r\u0103 rezerve, f\u0103r\u0103 excep\u021bie.
\nLampion l\u00e2ng\u0103 lampion, r\u00e2ul cap\u0103t\u0103 via\u021b\u0103. \u00cendr\u0103gosti\u021bii, cu capetele unite, privesc spectacolul de lumini. Nu se \u00eentreab\u0103 al cui lampion e \u00een\u0103l\u021bat \u0219i c\u00e2t a trebuit s\u0103 coboare \u00een sine poetul pentru a deveni cuv\u00e2nt.
\n\u00centr-o lume \u00een care se judec\u0103 mai degrab\u0103 coperta dec\u00e2t con\u021binutul, editura dec\u00e2t poetul, o astfel de imagine poate face diferen\u021ba. \u00centre a te opri \u0219i a merge mai departe, \u0219tiind c\u0103 miza dep\u0103\u0219e\u0219te cuibul str\u00e2mt al propriei existen\u021be, \u0219i poate \u2013 c\u00e2ndva, c\u00e2nd nimeni nu-\u0219i va mai aduce aminte nici de ce, nici cum, nici cine, vom privi \u00een zare ca \u0219i cum am privi \u00een noi \u00een\u0219ine, acel mugure de dragoste.
\nAcolo e sufletul poetului \u0219i inima lui s-a f\u0103cut cuv\u00e2nt! Ecce homo!<\/p>\n


\nCamelia Iuliana RADU<\/strong>
\n\"\"

Arlechinii lui Picasso sunt \u00een cartier<\/p>\n

colora\u021bi
\ncu chipuri tr\u0103snite
\n\u0219i gesturi \u021b\u00e2\u0219nite din sev\u0103 medieval\u0103
\narlechinii zburau dintre p\u00e2nze uitate
\ndirect pe str\u0103zi
\n\u00een cartierul r\u0103u famat<\/p>\n

un clovn gras \u00een pantalona\u0219i scur\u021bi
\ns\u0103rea prin b\u0103l\u021bi \u00een vreme ce un altul
\nlung \u0219i fl\u0103m\u00e2nd sorbea \u00een tihn\u0103
\no bere
\nun boschetar cu p\u0103l\u0103riu\u021b\u0103 \u00eei f\u0103cea cu ochiul
\nunei curve p\u0103roase
\niar trei adolescen\u021bi sl\u0103bu\u021bi st\u0103teau \u00een r\u00e2nd
\nla o tarab\u0103 <\/p>\n

dintr-un gang \u00eengust
\n\u021b\u00e2\u0219ni un arlechin trist
\ncostumat \u00een nuan\u021be de albastru \u0219i maroniu <\/p>\n

frisonul tragediei \u00eente\u021bi cheful de circ
\n\u00eentr-o clip\u0103 se f\u0103cu hor\u0103 \u00een mijlocul drumului
\nr\u0103sunau chiote \u0219i glasuri
\ncare nu mai \u0219tiau cum s\u0103 c\u00e2nte
\ndar c\u00e2ntau totu\u0219i
\n– a venit \u021a\u0103nd\u0103ric\u0103 \u00een vesta lui ro\u0219ie
\n\u0219omoiogit\u0103! Hai, Picasso, vino
\ns\u0103 ne \u00eenchiriezi pe to\u021bi pentru o friptur\u0103!
\n\u00eens\u0103 nenea Pablo r\u0103mase singur
\n\u00een cercul lor d\u0103n\u021buitor
\noft\u00e2nd pref\u0103cut
\nprintre umbrele lor \u00eenmul\u021bite
\n– de ce v\u0103 mai fr\u0103m\u00e2nta\u021bi?
\nvecina va veni azi \u00een atelierul meu
\n\u0219i nu va mai pleca a\u0219a cur\u00e2nd
\np\u00e2n\u0103 nu o voi stoarce
\nca pe o l\u0103m\u00e2ie
\n\u00een paharul poftelor mele<\/p>\n

din dep\u0103rtare
\np\u00e2ndea ochiul unei femei col\u021buroase
\ncu lacrimi istorice pe obrazul pom\u0103dat
\nPicasso contur\u0103 cu negru trupul ei spart
\n\u00een buc\u0103\u021bi \u0219i o expuse <\/p>\n

arlechinii t\u0103cur\u0103
\notr\u0103vi\u021bi cu ghea\u021b\u0103 de Alaska
\nadus\u0103 special pentru Pablo
\n\u0219i ginul lui sec <\/p>\n


\nRedon viseaz\u0103 \u00een visele altor vis\u0103tori <\/strong><\/p>\n

un b\u0103rbat sub\u021bire \u0219i palid
\ncu fruntea aplecat\u0103
\nstrecura sub cerul dimine\u021bii \u00eenfrigurate
\nfantasme \u0219i umbre
\ndin somnul lui nedormit
\nmolipsind realitatea \u00eencremenit\u0103
\ncu vise \u0219i ecouri negre<\/p>\n

pribeagul \u00ee\u0219i f\u0103cea apari\u021bia prin cotloane uitate
\npe \u0219antiere p\u0103r\u0103site
\nprin subsoluri sau \u0219oproane
\noriunde \u00eent\u00e2lnea vreun loc de dormit
\nc\u0103zut \u00een uitare<\/p>\n

a\u0219ez\u00e2ndu-se cuminte \u00eentr-un ungher
\n\u0219i privind
\n\u00ee\u0219i apleca fruntea de cear\u0103
\ndeasupra lumilor onirice
\n\u00een ochii ad\u00e2nci\u021bi \u00een orbite se n\u0103\u0219teau
\nviziuni \u00eeng\u0103lbenite
\nmon\u0219tri
\nhimere
\ncreaturi stranii
\nfiin\u021be fabuloase
\nciudate<\/p>\n

fo\u0219nind \u00een surdin\u0103
\nprin somn
\nn\u0103luci vanitoase sau umile
\nstr\u0103jeri de umbre groase
\n\u0219i remu\u0219c\u0103ri
\nvinov\u0103\u021bii ne\u0219tiute
\npriviri ad\u00e2nci petroliere
\n\u0219opteau \u00eencet
\nOdilon Odilon<\/p>\n

toate inexisten\u021bele
\nse n\u0103pusteau asupra vis\u0103torului
\ninvad\u00e2ndu-i odihna precar\u0103
\nduhuri felinare
\nm\u0103\u0219ti \u0219i ochi \u00eensp\u0103im\u00e2nt\u0103tori
\nzg\u00e2ria\u021bi de nelini\u0219te
\nca de o a\u0219chie \u00eencins\u0103 <\/p>\n

cei adormi\u021bi se trezeau \u00een miez de noapte
\ncuprin\u0219i de un fior
\nnedumeri\u021bi priveau \u00een jur
\n– ce se \u00eent\u00e2mpl\u0103?
\nA fost cineva aici? A fost cineva?<\/p>\n

praful z\u0103cea nemi\u0219cat
\nneputincios <\/p>\n


\nKandinsky p\u0103r\u0103se\u0219te Moscova \u0219i \u00eel \u00eent\u00e2lne\u0219te
\npe Cioran \u00een tren <\/strong><\/p>\n

– \u0219i tu ai plecat b\u0103tr\u00e2ne? \u0218tiu motivul
\ncriza tiranului la b\u0103tr\u00e2ne\u021be
\nnu mai vrea s\u0103 conving\u0103 a uitat de seduc\u021bie
\nca o buturug\u0103 veche uscat\u0103 rigidizat\u0103 de putere
\npietrificat\u0103 \u00een obsesie
\npe unde trece \u00eens\u00e2ngereaz\u0103
\nto\u021bi fug to\u021bi se dep\u0103rteaz\u0103
\ndezv\u0103luirea din\u021bilor i se pare fireasc\u0103
\nrictus
\na\u0219a \u00eencepe sf\u00e2r\u0219itul
\ndoar \u00eel \u0219tim pe Ceau\u0219escu \u00eennegrit de ur\u0103
\nserios ca un bu\u0219tean p\u0103r\u0103sit
\na sf\u00e2r\u0219it printre rechinii pe care i-a crescut
\na fost suficient ca unul s\u0103 mu\u0219te
\n\u0219i mirosul de s\u00e2nge i-a incitat pe to\u021bi
\ne o boal\u0103
\nunii nu vor s\u0103 o recunoasc\u0103 ca boal\u0103
\n\u00eenc\u0103 mai cred c\u0103 e strategie
\neste obsesia oarb\u0103
\ncu direc\u021bie de vector rigid
\nuna singur\u0103
\nca un \u021bip\u0103t uscat
\nf\u0103r\u0103 sev\u0103
\nzilele tiranului la b\u0103tr\u00e2ne\u021be sunt num\u0103rate
\noric\u00e2t de s\u0103n\u0103tos ar p\u0103rea
\nsteaua lui neagr\u0103 \u00eel arunc\u0103 \u00een pa\u0219i galopan\u021bi
\nfoamea l-a \u00eenghi\u021bit demult
\ncu c\u00e2t are mai mult\u0103 putere
\ncu at\u00e2t \u00eei este mai foame de putere
\n\u0219i cu c\u00e2t ob\u021bine mai mult\u0103
\ntot mai rece, mecanic
\nuimire perplexitate blocaj
\nochii privesc \u0219i parc\u0103 abia acum v\u0103d
\nom s\u0103 fie? ce s\u0103 fie? <\/p>\n

– realismul socialist voia mu\u0219chi
\ndetaliile veseliei de\u0219ucheate
\nla voi a ajuns bancul \u0103la?
\n– care? c\u0103 au ajuns multe
\n– un c\u00e2ine din SUA spune: \u00een \u0163ara mea dac\u0103 latri
\n\u015fi tot latri
\np\u00e2n\u0103 la urm\u0103 vine cineva \u015fi \u00ee\u021bi d\u0103 carne
\nc\u00e2inele din Polonia \u00eentreab\u0103 ce-i aia carne?
\n\u0219i c\u00e2inele din Uniunea Sovietic\u0103 \u00eentreab\u0103
\nce-i aia l\u0103trat?
\n– ha-ha bancul lui Ronald Reagan
\ndar \u0219tii c\u0103 dup\u0103 Maslow
\np\u00e2n\u0103 la urm\u0103 tot singur vei fi
\nb\u0103tr\u00e2ne<\/p>\n


\nVan Gogh \u00eent\u00e2lne\u0219te benzile desenate <\/strong><\/p>\n

cu p\u0103l\u0103ria lui neagr\u0103 mototolit\u0103
\nde v\u00e2nt
\ndescul\u021b \u0219i cu p\u0103rul v\u00e2lvoi
\nVincent str\u00e2ngea \u00een m\u00e2n\u0103
\nun sul de h\u00e2rtii care se desf\u0103cuse
\nb\u0103rbatul masiv cu barb\u0103 stufoas\u0103
\np\u0103\u0219ea cu greu pe acostament
\nagitat ca un c\u00e2mp de gr\u00e2u \u00een furtun\u0103<\/p>\n

din st\u00e2nga \u021b\u00e2\u0219ni
\nun r\u00e2u de benzi desenate
\ng\u0103l\u0103gioase
\ntoate culorile deveniser\u0103 \u0219iruri
\nbezmetice
\n\u00een purgatoriul de luciri frenetice <\/p>\n

Vincent \u00ee\u0219i zise
\n– o lume asurzitoare \u00eemi t\u0103ia calea
\ncredeam c\u0103
\ndoar eu sunt \u00eentr-o ureche <\/p>\n


\nAndreea ZALESCHI <\/strong>
\n\"\"

A absolvit Universitatea Na\u021bional\u0103 de Arte \u201eGeorge Enescu\u201d din Ia\u0219i \u2013 grafic\u0103 publicitar\u0103 (licen\u021b\u0103 \u0219i master), masterand, la SNSPA Bucure\u0219ti \u2013 Putere executiv\u0103 \u0219i administra\u021bie public\u0103.
\n A debutat \u00een 2022 cu primele poeme publicate \u00een antologia de proz\u0103 \u0219i poezie contemporan\u0103 Rom\u00e2nia-Australia \u2013 \u201eSTREET MUSICIANS\u201d, volumul 7, editori Mihaela Cristescu & Sue Crawford.
\n Apare \u00een antologia clubului de lectur\u0103 Noise Poetry, alc\u0103tuit\u0103 de Mihai Marian: \u201eCe-\u021bi spui noaptea \u00eenainte de culcare\u201d, Editura Cartex.<\/p>\n

22.3 duhul furtunii <\/strong><\/p>\n

Furtuna este pentru calm \u0219i nostalgii.
\nCu soarele ne pav\u0103m unele c\u0103i,
\nchiar dac\u0103 haosul st\u0103 la masa tratativelor cu razele sale. <\/p>\n

o pereche de idei duhul
\na ie\u0219it din lamp\u0103 dorin\u021ba e acolo
\niure\u0219 de ap\u0103 un r\u00e2u n\u0103valnic
\nun pre\u0219edinte
\nfugind c\u0103tre Casa Alb\u0103 \u0219i
\ncerul lumin\u00e2ndu-se de ziu\u0103.
\nlini\u0219tea \u00eemi e pe partea
\nst\u00e2ng\u0103
\niar inima, o carte de joc pe margini
\nars\u0103
\narlechinii danseaz\u0103 pe scena
\nteatrului de valori <\/p>\n

iar el m\u0103 prive\u0219te t\u0103cut cu
\ng\u00e2nduri str\u0103vechi.
\n\u00eentregul st\u0103 \u00een acea t\u0103cere
\ndin ochii lui
\ninfuz\u00e2nd Necuvintele
\njum\u0103t\u0103\u021bi de soare \u0219i
\nnop\u021bile cu luna albastr\u0103 sunt bagaje
\nde vorbe
\nuitate pe vioara veche
\nc\u00e2nd furtuna \u00ee\u0219i tun\u0103 g\u00e2ndurile
\ncerul nu ne mai apar\u021bine. <\/p>\n


\n21.0 prezent \u0219i Cluj <\/strong><\/p>\n

ultimele amintiri
\nt\u0103l\u0103zuiesc \u00een ape care se evapor\u0103
\nnu au reprezentat
\nnimic. \u00cemi pun sufletul
\npe raftul din
\nbiblioteca veche, la locul lui,
\niar cerul sub pod st\u0103 \u00eencol\u0103cit \u00eentre stele
\nc\u0103deri de Perseide \u0219i credin\u021be, o speran\u021b\u0103 inutil\u0103
\n\u0219i o plecare
\nc\u00e2nd sose\u0219ti aici
\ne un cap\u0103t de lume mic\u0103
\ndar cuprinz\u0103toare
\nde ce s\u0103 cau\u021bi b\u0103t\u0103i de inimi cunoscute
\npe o grani\u021b\u0103 din ape uitate?
\nzilele viitoare am vorbit\u2026 nu chiar, scuze.
\nZilele trecute vorbim \u00een viitor.<\/p>\n


\n17.2 c\u0103su\u021ba <\/strong><\/p>\n

lucrurile func\u021bioneaz\u0103 alene
\n\u00een tandem
\ncu t\u0103cerile cu ma\u0219inile zgomotoase iarna
\ncu verile c\u0103lduroase sau
\nchiar cu paginile c\u0103r\u021bii
\ndate una c\u00e2te una
\nuna c\u00e2te una
\ng\u0103se\u0219ti cuvinte
\ncare construiesc
\nc\u0103su\u021be \u00een interiorul inimii tale t\u0103cute
\npoate pere\u021bii sunt pu\u021bin str\u00e2mbi \u0219i ai aruncat
\ndegeaba vorbe aievea \u00een ei \u0219i st\u0103rile bat
\nneinvitate la u\u0219a mic\u0103 din lemn
\n\u0219i c\u0103su\u021ba pare neterminat\u0103.
\noricum – \u00ee\u021bi zici –
\ne ok \u0219i a\u0219a c\u00e2teodat\u0103
\nmai ales c\u00e2nd \u00ee\u021bi dai seama c\u0103 acea C\u0103su\u021b\u0103
\ndin interiorul t\u0103u va avea mereu
\nun locatar
\nchiar \u0219i \u00een zilele \u00een care la\u0219i ploaia
\ns\u0103 te conduc\u0103 pe drumuri fericite. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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