{"id":25297,"date":"2026-01-17T23:49:33","date_gmt":"2026-01-17T20:49:33","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=25297"},"modified":"2026-01-17T23:49:33","modified_gmt":"2026-01-17T20:49:33","slug":"literadura-nr-38-8","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=25297","title":{"rendered":"Literadura nr. 38 (8)"},"content":{"rendered":"

Victoria MILESCU<\/strong>
\n\"\"

Podul de cuvinte<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00cenaintezi \u00eencet printre lucrurile
\nadunate de-a lungul anilor
\nabia p\u0103\u0219e\u0219ti printre ploi, uragane
\nz\u0103pezi de cristal, n\u0103luci
\nam s\u0103 te ajut s\u0103 mai faci un pas-doi, uite
\n\u00ee\u021bi iau din drum pomul cu juc\u0103rii
\nsuicidul ratat, dau br\u00e2nci mun\u021bilor de nebunii
\n\u00een fluviul \u00een care \u00eenoat\u0103 piranha
\ngonesc veveri\u021bele din scorbura min\u021bii
\n\u00eembl\u00e2nzitorul de inimi sf\u0103r\u00e2mate
\ngoeleta cu marf\u0103 de contraband\u0103
\n\u00een p\u00e2nzele ei sufl\u0103 fluturii cap-de-mort
\nv\u00e2nez tigrul siberian, pas\u0103rea bocitoare
\ndau la o parte aerul cu \u021bepi
\n\u00ee\u021bi iau din cale \u0219i culorile cerului
\ns\u0103 nu te ademeneasc\u0103 atunci
\nc\u00e2nd vei face primul pas
\npe podul cuvintelor carnivore, cu gheare \u0219i col\u021bi
\n\u00ee\u021bi las o stea, s\u0103 nu te r\u0103t\u0103ce\u0219ti
\n\u021bine privirea sus, c\u0103tre ea
\nai grij\u0103 s\u0103 nu o stingi respir\u00e2nd prea ad\u00e2nc. <\/p>\n


\nAm pariat pe tine<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00cengerul nu a mai venit azi
\nieri mi-a repro\u0219at, \u00eentristat:
\nnu-mi place cum te por\u0163i cu versurile
\npe care \u0163i le dictez
\nnu le transcrii corect, te gr\u0103be\u0219ti
\nnu le oferi finalul care s\u0103 detoneze turnul
\ncu p\u0103s\u0103ri adormite
\nte opre\u0219ti \u0219i le pui palma pe gur\u0103
\ntocmai c\u00e2nd \u00eencep s\u0103 rosteasc\u0103 adev\u0103rul
\namplu, sonor, nu rezi\u0219ti
\nsub biciul de plumb al cuvintelor
\nam crezut c\u0103 e\u015fti de curs\u0103 lung\u0103
\nodat\u0103 am pariat pe tine
\ndar tu obose\u015fti ca orice om, renun\u0163i u\u015for,
\ncedezi la primul foc de avertisment
\npleci cu prietenii \u00een croaziere, pe c\u0103i neumblate
\npleci ori\u00eencotro vezi cu ochii
\neu vreau s\u0103 r\u0103m\u00e2i aici, cu mine, pironit
\npe crucea de lemn de scris
\nte pl\u00e2ngi c\u0103 \u00ee\u0163i iau aerul, s\u00e2ngele
\nc\u0103 \u00ee\u0163i storc ultimii ani din via\u0163\u0103
\ndar via\u0163a ta sunt eu
\niar versurile sunt zilele tale. <\/p>\n


\nOctavian MIHALCEA<\/strong>
\n\"\"

DEGETE FINE<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00cembr\u0103\u021bi\u0219area f\u0103r\u0103 ascultare
\nTrezirea la distan\u021b\u0103,
\nt\u00e2n\u0103r\u0103 distan\u021b\u0103 disponibil\u0103
\nCa \u0219i c\u00e2nd nu am fost acolo
\ns-au \u00eentins buzele acelei
\naventuri care venea
\nFructele iubirii pot fi negre
\nPrintre semne, \u00een somn,
\nr\u0103m\u00e2ne casa interzis\u0103
\nOchi pl\u00e2n\u0219i trec
\nspre himere salvatoare
\nFigurile cresc pentru a se deschide
\nMasca respir\u0103 cumva desenat\u0103,
\nodat\u0103 cu florile pre\u021bioase ale enigmei<\/p>\n


\nSUBTERANELE<\/strong><\/p>\n

C\u00e2te o ploaie
\na fiec\u0103rui infern
\nLuptele nu se uit\u0103
\nArta mare apropie culori
\n\u00centr-o diminea\u021b\u0103 sub\u021bire
\nvei vedea subteranele
\nDe neuitat r\u0103m\u00e2ne petala,
\nveche stea eliberat\u0103
\nprintre multe r\u0103ni<\/p>\n


\nSTEME<\/strong><\/p>\n

R\u0103zbunare \u0219i suferin\u021b\u0103,
\nc\u0103ldur\u0103 neatins\u0103 de lumin\u0103,
\npe l\u00e2ng\u0103 prea pu\u021bin
\nexplicabilul incendiu
\nBrusc au ap\u0103rut secundele,
\nstemele unui de\u0219ert nesf\u00e2r\u0219it
\nApusul metalului \u00eemparte fuga
\nTr\u0103im os\u00e2nda verii: rev\u0103rsare
\npeste raze ascu\u021bite, c\u0103l\u0103torie
\n\u0219i adev\u0103r aproape \u0219tiut
\nDoar unele dispari\u021bii
\nard mai bine<\/p>\n


\nARMONII SCHIMBATE<\/strong><\/p>\n

Vocea lung\u0103 a\u0219teapt\u0103
\ntriumful armoniilor schimbate
\nDincolo tremur\u0103
\nceea ce ne cheam\u0103
\nVoin\u021ba \u00eenconjoar\u0103 corpurile,
\n\u00eemprumut\u00e2nd cuvinte fluide
\nAici intervin lucrurile
\nf\u0103r\u0103 nume
\nMiraj alb, re\u00eentors<\/p>\n


\nS\u0102GE\u021aI DE MARMUR\u0102<\/strong><\/p>\n

S\u0103 fie o libertate pu\u021bin crezut\u0103!
\nP\u0103s\u0103ri care coboar\u0103
\nspre alte tr\u0103iri
\nAvem amintirile, noaptea simpl\u0103,
\ncele ce se adun\u0103 f\u0103r\u0103 reguli
\nSentimentele se furau\u2026
\nLent, a trecut una dintre tinere\u021bi
\nM\u0103rile orizontului arunc\u0103
\ns\u0103ge\u021bi de marmur\u0103
\nFlac\u0103ra une\u0219te adev\u0103ruri cuceritoare<\/p>\n


\nDEZLEGARE<\/strong><\/p>\n

Simpatia vertical\u0103
\n\u00een fa\u021ba scenei parfumului
\nGra\u021bia poate fi verde
\nA\u021bi transformat iubirea
\n\u00een pseudonimul ei!
\nPentru ce o pozi\u021bie trecut\u0103?
\nNespusul va dezlega
\nc\u00e2ntece \u00eencercuite
\nVin\u0103 aleas\u0103
\nGust al z\u0103pezii<\/p>\n


\nMohamad OSMAN<\/strong>
\n(Damasc, Siria)<\/p>\n

Tu, poem<\/strong><\/p>\n

Tu, poem
\nnu pretind s\u0103 por\u021bi tu toat\u0103 durerea,
\ndar, e\u0219ti parte din sufletul meu
\n\u0219i nu se poate atinge sufletul dac\u0103 nu e p\u0103truns de durere.<\/p>\n


\n Accident de circula\u021bie<\/strong><\/p>\n

Trupul meu f\u0103r\u0103 via\u021b\u0103 pe asfalt
\nacoperit cu pagini de ziar
\nlovit de o femeie vitezoman\u0103
\ncare a fugit de la locul accidentului<\/p>\n

Pe\u0219ti mor\u021bi pe lac
\n plutind
\n zilele mele trecute
\n \u0219i cele care vor veni…<\/p>\n


\nGura ta<\/strong><\/p>\n

Ochii mi se \u00eenchid pe un puls ascuns
\n\u00een buzele tale
\nun amestec fin de saliv\u0103 \u0219i fire de lumin\u0103
\n\u00eentr-o invita\u021bie seduc\u0103toare…<\/p>\n

Eu nu mai fac deosebirea \u00eentre g\u00e2nduri \u0219i vise
\nde c\u00e2nd roua buzelor tale
\na luat tandre\u021bea din lume.<\/p>\n

Ador\u00e2ndu-te
\nconsider\u00e2nd c\u0103 e\u0219ti religia ce ofer\u0103 ie\u0219irea din eternitate…
\ncare scap\u0103 de la pierzanie un r\u00e2nd de zile
\nplutind la deriv\u0103 \u00eentr-un torent m\u00e2nios.<\/p>\n


\nImn de \u00eenmorm\u00e2ntare<\/strong><\/p>\n

Ascunz\u00e2ndu-\u021bi s\u0103rutul \u00eentre buzele mele
\na\u0219a cum se p\u0103streaz\u0103 o floare \u00eentre foile unei c\u0103r\u021bi.
\nDup\u0103 timp \u00eendelungat
\nfloarea se ofile\u0219te, nu-\u0219i mai recap\u0103t\u0103 via\u021ba
\ndar,
\n\u00eemi p\u0103trunde \u00een suflet<\/p>\n

ni\u0219te zile ab\u0103tute
\nf\u0103r\u0103 timp
\ncufundate cu for\u021ba \u00een noroiul de dup\u0103
\ntaifunul abandon\u0103rii.<\/p>\n

Paloarea e absolut\u0103
\nmoartea m\u0103 eschiveaz\u0103
\nchiar dac\u0103 nu pare s\u0103 aib\u0103 ce s\u0103-mi ia.<\/p>\n

De unde vine dep\u0103rtarea ta
\n\u00eenv\u0103luind totul \u00een negur\u0103
\nca \u0219i cum ar fi un imn de \u00eenmorm\u00e2ntare<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Victoria MILESCU Podul de cuvinte \u00cenaintezi \u00eencet printre lucrurile adunate de-a lungul anilor abia p\u0103\u0219e\u0219ti printre ploi, uragane z\u0103pezi de<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":17,"featured_media":25249,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"colormag_page_container_layout":"default_layout","colormag_page_sidebar_layout":"default_layout","_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_uf_show_specific_survey":0,"_uf_disable_surveys":false,"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"video_url":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[7,329],"tags":[],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/25297"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/17"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=25297"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/25297\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":25298,"href":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/25297\/revisions\/25298"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/25249"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=25297"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=25297"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=25297"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}