{"id":24890,"date":"2025-09-08T20:53:48","date_gmt":"2025-09-08T17:53:48","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=24890"},"modified":"2025-09-08T20:53:48","modified_gmt":"2025-09-08T17:53:48","slug":"cenaclul-alexandru-sihleanu-9-august-2025","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=24890","title":{"rendered":"Cenaclul Alexandru Sihleanu &#8211; 9 August 2025"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>LA CAP\u0102TUL VIE\u021aII SE \u00ceNTINDE T\u0102CEREA, \u00ceN URM\u0102 UN SEMN DE \u00ceNTREBARE<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>\tS\u00e2mb\u0103t\u0103, 09 august, Sf. Ap. Matia; Sf. 10 Mc. care au p\u0103timit pentru icoana lui Hristos, \u0219edin\u021ba Cenaclului literar Alexandru Sihleanu de la Centrul Cultural Florica Cristoforeanu din R\u00e2mnicu S\u0103rat a debutat cu momentul in memoriam celor pleca\u021bi dintre noi: Gheorghe \u0218aramet, Grigore Radu St\u0103nescu, Florea Costache, \u0218tefan \u0218erb\u0103nescu, Mihai Voicu, Mircea. V. Homescu, Matinc\u0103 Costea, Smarandache (Manea) Aghean\u0103, George Anghel. Dumnezeu s\u0103-i odihneasc\u0103 \u00een pace!<br \/>\n\tDe la N\u0103vodari, dna Safta Leaut\u0103 a trimis pentru momentul in memoriam dou\u0103  epigrame:<br \/>\n\t\u201e(Mod\u0103) Nu \u0219tiu de ce mai pl\u00e2ngi\/ C\u0103 nu ai unghiile lungi.\/ Eu pe mod\u0103 a\u0219 da vina,\/ Doar nu r\u00e2c\u00e2i ca g\u0103ina!<br \/>\n\t(Ultimul drum) To\u021bi suntem datori c-o moarte,\/ Chiar de-avem bani cu duiumul.\/ F\u0103r\u0103 pop\u0103, nu se poate\/ El ne conduce tot drumul\u201d.<br \/>\n\tDl prof Mihail Constantinescu a lecturat la momentul in memoriam: \u201eDin volumul Efigii, 2001, autor Traian Gh. Cristea: \u201eIon I. Pavelescu, fratele ,ai mic al lui Cincinat Pavelescu, (1889-1924) a primit drept zestre de la str\u0103luci\u021bii s\u0103i str\u0103mo\u0219i, nu numai o inteligen\u021b\u0103 de o rar\u0103 fine\u021be, ci \u0219i o sensibilitate pecetluit\u0103 cu parfumul indru\u0219aimului. \u00centr-un august incendiar dl prof Florea Costache a b\u0103tut clopotul dreptei amintiri, sco\u021b\u00e2nd din propria-i bibliotec\u0103 volumul Sonete (postume) de Ion Pavelescu (\u00eengrijit de Octavian Mo\u0219escu), editat \u00een 1925. \u2013 Domnule soarbe din licoarea acestor sonete \u0219i te vei r\u0103cori de toat\u0103 ar\u0219i\u021ba de afar\u0103\u2026<br \/>\n\tDin volumul Epigrami\u0219ti r\u00e2mniceni de azi \u0219i de alt\u0103dat\u0103 Ed. C L Alexandru Vlahu\u021b\u0103, 1997, autor Traian Gh. Cristea, epitafuri de Ion Pavelescu:<br \/>\n\t(Poetul) Precum \u00een umbra sumbrelor dezastre\/ Scafandrierul \u00eendr\u0103zne\u021b adun\u0103\/ Epavele zdrobite de furtun\u0103\/ Ce putrezesc sub umbrele albastre\/\/ La fel \u00een pacea nop\u021bii sihastre,\/ C\u00e2nd fr\u0103m\u00e2ntarea vie\u021bii se \u00eembun\u0103,\/ Poetul pal, c\u0103l\u0103uzit de lun\u0103,\/ Coboar\u0103 \u00een fundul sufletelor noastre!\/\/ Acolo \u00een calmul apei noroioase\/ Reptile, ancore, catarge, oase,\/ R\u0103sar hidos din umbra funerar\u0103\/ Dar el, senin, \u00ee\u0219i pleac\u0103 fin\u0103,\/ C\u0103ci a v\u0103zut lucind o perl\u0103 rar\u0103\/ \u0218i fericit o scoate la lumin\u0103.<br \/>\n\t(Lui Nigrim \u2013 Epitafuri) Zace-aici \u00een \u021bintirim\/ Un lipsit de duh Nigrim.\/ Duhul lui a existat,\/ Doar atunci c\u00e2nd \u0219i l-a dat.\/\/ Nefericitul scrib Nigrim,\/ Repauzeaz\u0103 anonim,\/ Dar soarta totu\u0219i \u00eel demasc\u0103,\/ to\u021bi care trec pe-al\u0103turi, casc\u0103.<br \/>\n\t(Lui Dragoslav &#8211; cunoscut povestitor) Pe c\u00e2te-o mas\u0103-n ber\u0103rie,\/ \u00cel vezi dormind \u0219i-atunci \u00ee\u021bi spui\/ C\u0103 basmele pe care le scrie\/Au un efect \u0219i-asupra lui.\u201d<br \/>\n\tA urmat lectorul de serviciu, dna Georgeta Iuga, cu un grupaj de poezii haiku.. V\u0103 ofer lectura:<br \/>\n\t\u201eStele de argint\/ Pove\u0219ti cu z\u00e2ne bune\/ Paradis pierdut.<br \/>\n* * *<br \/>\n\t\tC\u0103ldur\u0103 \u00een ochi\/ Jum\u0103t\u0103\u021bi de cuvinte\/ \u0218oaptele fermecate.<br \/>\n* * *<br \/>\n\tPletele \u00een v\u00e2nt\/ Speran\u021be-naripate\/ Pa\u0219i hot\u0103r\u00e2tori.<br \/>\n* * *<br \/>\n\tAnotimpuri vii\/ \u00cen patru genera\u021bii\/ Azi dor necuprins.<br \/>\n* * *<br \/>\n\tMentori devota\u021bi\/ F\u0103uritori de visuri\/ tineri de aur.<br \/>\n* * *<br \/>\n\tNepo\u021bi \u0219i bunici\/ V\u00e2rste adiacente\/ Copii la dublu.<br \/>\n* * *<br \/>\n\tCer \u00eentunecat\/ Stihii dezl\u0103n\u021buite\/ Fulger ca un far.<br \/>\n* * *<br \/>\nCopaci care mor\/ Disper\u0103ri \u00eenghe\u021bate\/ Oameni salvatori.<br \/>\n* * *<br \/>\n\tCase-n deriv\u0103\/ Apocalipsa tablou\/ Lacrimi de cristal.<br \/>\n* * *<br \/>\n\tOameni \u0219i dealuri\/ Mi\u0219ca\u021bi de ape-n volburi\/ Destine pe cruci.<br \/>\n* * *<br \/>\n\t\u00centre ieri \u0219i azi\/ E puntea suspinelor\/ C\u0103dere sau bum.<br \/>\n * * *<br \/>\n\tSuflet-cutremur\/ Implozii \u0219i explozii\/ Rezilien\u021b\u0103\u201d<br \/>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t* * *<br \/>\n\tLectorul de ast\u0103zi, dna Georgeta Iuga, a prezentat dou\u0103sprezece poezii haiku, poezii specific japoneze,  cu form\u0103 fix\u0103, alc\u0103tuite din \u0219aptesprezece silabe, repartizate pe trei versuri, respectiv cinci, \u0219apte, cinci silabe. Cu aceste\u2026 ter\u021bine, dna Georgeta Iuga dore\u0219te\u2026 s\u0103 demonstreze cititorului capacitatea de crea\u021bie a D-sale. \u00cei mul\u021bumim pentru atmosfera creat\u0103 \u0219i o a\u0219tept\u0103m la o nou\u0103 lectur\u0103.<br \/>\n\t  \u201eDna Iuga Georgeta arunc\u0103 ast\u0103zi \u00een cenaclu buzduganul format din strofe cu c\u00e2te trei versuri. Aflat \u00een miezul verii, acest buzdugan se tope\u0219te de c\u0103ldur\u0103 \u0219i se dizolv\u0103 \u00een scrierile dumneaei. Poeziile sunt v\u0103ratice scrise, cred \u00een amurg c\u00e2nd r\u0103coarea se potole\u0219te \u0219i dna Iuga se r\u0103core\u0219te scriind aceste versuri. Cu toate c\u0103 nu a venit noaptea, autoarea vede stelele de argint, aude pove\u0219tile cu z\u00e2ne \u0219i la mijloc regret\u0103 paradisul pierdut. Apoi, cu ochii plini de c\u0103ldur\u0103, caut\u0103 \u0219oaptele fermecate, chiar \u00een jum\u0103t\u0103\u021bi de cuvinte. A\u0219a cum p\u0103rul este r\u0103v\u0103\u0219it de v\u00e2nt \u0219i speran\u021bele dumneaei caut\u0103 s\u0103 fie hot\u0103r\u00e2te.<br \/>\n\t\u00cemi place strofa \u00een care autoarea dore\u0219te mentori devota\u021bi \u0219i tineri de aur. Oare chiar \u00eei va g\u0103si? Deodat\u0103 cerul se-ntunec\u0103, furtuna se dezl\u0103n\u021buie \u0219i fulgerele lovesc.<br \/>\n\tM\u0103 amuz\u0103 strofa \u00een care dna Iuga scrie c\u0103 mor copacii. M\u0103 g\u00e2ndesc c\u0103 ace\u0219tia nu mor, ci vor fi c\u0103rbunele viitorului.<br \/>\n     Prev\u0103z\u00e2nd finalul scrierilor de ast\u0103zi, autoarea aminte\u0219te pu\u021bin din apocalips\u0103. Atunci c\u00e2nd oamenii \u0219i dealurile, apele \u00eenvolburate vor modifica relieful. Acum, lumea va trece puntea suspinelor. Atunci va avea loc explozii \u0219i implozii pe Terra. Atunci, cei ce vor mai r\u0103m\u00e2ne vor avea nevoie de fosta rezisten\u021b\u0103, actuala rezilien\u021b\u0103.<br \/>\n\tMul\u021bumesc autoarei pentru versurile pline de t\u00e2lc!\u201d (Dan Zanfirescu)<br \/>\n\t\u201eDna Iuga Georgeta vine ast\u0103zi cu poezii dispuse \u00een strofe de trei versuri fiecare (ter\u021bine), versuri care sunt sugestii cu trimiteri la universul apropiat, urban \u0219i rural. Eu a\u0219 intitula aceste versuri Var\u0103 la R\u00e2mnicu S\u0103rat. Sunt trimiteri c\u0103tre lumea stelar\u0103 a pove\u0219tilor copil\u0103riei.<br \/>\n\tPersonal, deschid ochii \u0219i privesc spre lumea copil\u0103riei. Este var\u0103, canicul\u0103 \u0219i efectul acesteia ne las\u0103 interzi\u0219i. Totu\u0219i,speran\u021ba moare ultima \u0219i noi facem pa\u0219i prin anotimpuri \u0219i genera\u021bii (succesiunea vie\u021bii).<br \/>\n\tSuntem mentori, f\u0103urari de visuri, am fost tineri, acum tr\u0103im ca bunici al\u0103turi de nepo\u021bi. Privirea \u00een trecut (cer \u00eentunecat) care a cuprins evenimente nedorite m\u0103 duc cu g\u00e2ndul la cumplita vreme pe care am tr\u0103it-o \u00een perioada demol\u0103rii, c\u00e2nd \u00een locul caselor noastre erau copaci dezr\u0103d\u0103cina\u021bi, d\u0103r\u00e2m\u0103turi, iar oamenii erau dispera\u021bi \u0219i cuprin\u0219i de triste\u021be. S-au ridicat blocuri, stavile spre lumile de vis, de dincolo de dealuri. Fo\u0219tii locuitori ai str\u0103zilor, mai \u00een etate, s-au mutat \u00eentr-un loc f\u0103r\u0103 putin\u021b\u0103 de \u00eentoarcere, \u00een eternitate.<br \/>\n\tAntiteza \u00eentre cele dou\u0103 lumi, ieri \u0219i azi, sugereaz\u0103 vremurile apuse, care au dezl\u0103n\u021buit un seim \u00eentre existen\u021b\u0103 \u0219i nonexisten\u021b\u0103.<br \/>\n\tApreciez demersul liric al autoarei, reu\u0219it \u0219i la obiect.\u201d (Mihail Constantinescu)<br \/>\n\t\u201ePoeziile haiku prezentate ast\u0103zi de dna Iuga Georgeta le v\u0103d ca pe un vals al luminilor \u0219i al tainelor. Suave, precum glasul de privighetoare, aceste note muzicale r\u0103sun\u0103 armonios pe portativele inimilor noastre. \u00cempletite cu grij\u0103, precum un chimono japonez, \u021besute din metafore \u0219i compara\u021bii, aceste versuri \u00eempodobesc goliciunea prozaic\u0103 a lumii.<br \/>\n\tLa r\u00e2ndul meu am compus un haiku: Dna Iuga azi\/ fredoneaz\u0103 c\u00e2ntecul\/ misterului pur. Apreciez mult aceste f\u0103r\u00e2mituri de suflet pe care dna Iuga ni le-a oferit ast\u0103zi \u0219i o a\u0219tept cu noi crea\u021bii\u201d. (Alexandru Gabriel Dinu)<br \/>\n\tS\u00e2mb\u0103t\u0103, 16 august, \u00eencep\u00e2nd cu ora 11:00, lectorul de serviciu al \u0219edin\u021bei Cenaclului \u201eAlexandru Sihleanu\u201d va fi dl Mihail Constantinescu. O s\u0103pt\u0103m\u00e2n\u0103 frumoas\u0103 \u0219i spor la scris! V\u0103 a\u0219tept\u0103m, cu drag!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>LA CAP\u0102TUL VIE\u021aII SE \u00ceNTINDE T\u0102CEREA, \u00ceN URM\u0102 UN SEMN DE \u00ceNTREBARE S\u00e2mb\u0103t\u0103, 09 august, Sf. Ap. 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