{"id":9296,"date":"2020-06-16T09:26:46","date_gmt":"2020-06-16T06:26:46","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=9296"},"modified":"2020-06-16T09:26:46","modified_gmt":"2020-06-16T06:26:46","slug":"nostri-vasile-ghinea-lacrima-ochiul-singuratatii-1","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=9296","title":{"rendered":"De-ai no\u0219tri! – Vasile Ghinea – Lacrima din ochiul singur\u0103t\u0103\u021bii (1)"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Sunt o virgul\u0103
\nnici m\u0103car un punct
\nsau o cruce \u00eenc\u0103 vie
\n\u015fi biped\u0103 ca un vis,
\nca un fum de prim\u0103var\u0103
\n\u00eentr-o toamn\u0103 de vecernie,
\nde regrete… f\u0103r\u0103 timp.<\/p>\n

EGO<\/p>\n

Je suis une virgule,
\nm\u00eame pas un point,
\nou une croix encore en vie
\net bip\u00e8de comme un r\u00eave,
\ncomme une fum\u00e9e de printemps,
\ndans un automne de v\u00eapres,
\nde regrets\u2026 hors temps.<\/p>\n

* * *<\/p>\n

VISE<\/p>\n

Alearg\u0103 Ziua despletit\u0103
\n\u015fi Noaptea
\nmai mult dec\u00e2t cernit\u0103,
\nplutesc \u00een s\u00e2nge vise r\u0103t\u0103cite,
\n\u015fi printre stele iasomia
\nadun\u0103 trupul meu de fluturi.<\/p>\n

R\u00caVES<\/p>\n

Voici le Jour \u00e9chevel\u00e9 qui court
\net la Nuit plus qu\u2019endeuill\u00e9e,
\ndes r\u00eaves perdus flottent dans mon sang,
\net des \u00e9toiles le jasmin
\namasse mon corps de papillons.<\/p>\n

* * * <\/p>\n

REVERS<\/p>\n

S\u0103rut glezna variabilelor \u00een formare,
\nurc privirea m\u00e2inii dincolo de apus,
\ncobor noaptea peniten\u0163ei
\n\u00een zborul s\u00e2ngelui la orizont \u00een r\u0103s\u0103ritul pa\u015filor de ghilotin\u0103,
\n\u00eemi las aripa visului s\u0103-mi \u00eenal\u0163e
\nchemarea unei reg\u0103siri de altar
\n\u00eentr-un perpetuu revers.<\/p>\n

REVERS<\/p>\n

J\u2019embrasse la cheville des variables qui se forment,
\nj\u2019\u00e9l\u00e8ve mon regard \u00e0 la main de l\u2019au-del\u00e0 du cr\u00e9puscule,
\nje fais descendre la nuit de la p\u00e9nitence
\nau vol du sang \u00e0 l\u2019horizon,
\n\u00e0 l\u2019arriv\u00e9e des pas de guillotine,
\nje laisse l \u2019aile du r\u00eave monter
\n\u00e0 l\u2019appel d\u2019une retrouvaille sur son autel
\ndans un \u00e9ternel revers. <\/p>\n

* * *<\/p>\n

ECHILIBRU<\/p>\n

Ah! M-au p\u0103r\u0103sit ideile
\nca pe un exilat
\nla margine de gard.
\nMi-am r\u0103t\u0103cit g\u00e2ndurile
\n\u00een teiul din anul trecut
\n\u015fi am hoin\u0103rit iarna
\nca un c\u00e2ine f\u0103r\u0103 st\u0103p\u00e2n.
\n\u00cencerc s\u0103 g\u0103sesc echilibrul
\ndintre realitate \u015fi adev\u0103r,
\ndar c\u00e2inele din mine
\nurl\u0103… url\u0103 a pustiu.<\/p>\n

\u00c9QUILIBRE<\/p>\n

Oh! Les id\u00e9es m\u2019ont abandonn\u00e9
\ncomme un exil\u00e9
\nau bout de la cl\u00f4ture.
\nJ\u2019ai \u00e9gar\u00e9 mes pens\u00e9es
\ndans le tilleul de l \u2019ann\u00e9e pass\u00e9e,
\nj\u2019ai err\u00e9 en hiver
\ncomme un chien sans ma\u00eetre.
\nJe cherche \u00e0 retrouver l\u2019\u00e9quilibre
\nentre r\u00e9alit\u00e9 et v\u00e9rit\u00e9,
\nseul le chien de moi
\ncrie\u2026 crie le d\u00e9sert.<\/p>\n

* * * <\/p>\n

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ERATO
\nPentru lec\u0163ia de m\u00e2ine
\n\u00eentre realitate \u015fi adev\u0103r,
\nundeva, f\u0103r\u0103 noti\u0163e,
\nplou\u0103 \u00een co\u015fmarul unui carusel.
\nCaut s\u0103 m\u0103 reg\u0103sesc,
\ns\u0103-mi alung \u015fobolanul
\nce \u00eemi roade nervii
\npentru cel\u0103lalt obraz.<\/p>\n

ERRATA<\/p>\n

Pour la le\u00e7on de demain
\nentre r\u00e9alit\u00e9 et v\u00e9rit\u00e9,
\nquelque part, sans mots,
\nil pleut dans le cauchemar d\u2019un carrousel.
\nJe cherche \u00e0 me ressaisir,
\n\u00e0 chasser le rat
\nqui ronge mes nerfs
\nvers l\u2019autre joue.<\/p>\n

* * *<\/p>\n

\u015eI NU<\/p>\n

Murisem.
\n\u00centre da \u015fi nu,
\nf\u0103r\u0103 lacrim\u0103,
\nspre odihn\u0103 crucii,
\nspre nesomn t\u0103cerii.<\/p>\n

ET NON<\/p>\n

J\u2019\u00e9tais mort.
\nEntre oui et non,
\nsans larmes,
\nau repos de la croix
\n\u00e0 l\u2019\u00e9veil du silence.<\/p>\n

* * *<\/p>\n

DIMINEA\u0162\u0102<\/p>\n

\u00cen fiecare diminea\u0163\u0103
\nm\u0103 trezesc a mirare.
\n\u00cen fiecare diminea\u0163\u0103
\nfac cuno\u015ftin\u0163\u0103 cu mine.
\n\u00cen fiecare diminea\u0163\u0103
\ncafeaua are za\u0163.
\n\u00cen fiecare diminea\u0163\u0103
\n\u00eemi verific amintirile.
\n\u00cen fiecare diminea\u0163\u0103
\numbra este mai grea.\t<\/p>\n

MATIN<\/p>\n

Chaque matin
\nje me r\u00e9veille et m\u2019\u00e9tonne.
\nChaque matin
\nje fais ma connaissance.
\nChaque matin
\nle caf\u00e9 a trop de marc.
\nChaque matin
\nje v\u00e9rifie mes souvenirs.
\nChaque matin
\nl\u2019ombre devient plus lourde.<\/p>\n

* * * <\/p>\n

UMBRA DIN LUN\u0102<\/p>\n

La na\u015fterea mea
\nc\u00e2inii l\u0103trau cre\u015fterea ierbii,
\nursitoarele au lipsit
\nuit\u00e2nd de sensul iubirii
\npe care nici azi nu l-am g\u0103sit.
\nC\u00e2nd latr\u0103 c\u00e2inii \u00eemi amintesc
\nde Eul neursit \u015fi m\u0103 cutremur.
\nPe Calea ce mi-ai dat
\n\u00eencerc s\u0103 merg c\u00e2t pot de drept.
\n\u00cen ruga mea albastr\u0103
\ndoar pa\u015fii os\u00e2ndirii
\nmai latr\u0103 luna
\nce \u00eemi slu\u0163e\u015fte umbra.<\/p>\n

L\u2019OMBRE DE LA LUNE<\/p>\n

A ma naissance,
\nles chiens aboyaient \u00e0 la pousse de l\u2019herbe,
\nles devineresses furent absentes,
\noubliant sens de l\u2019amour
\nque jusqu\u2019aujourd\u2019hui je n\u2019ai pas encore trouv\u00e9.
\nQuand les chiens aboient je me souviens
\ndu moi d\u00e9senchant\u00e9 et je m\u2019\u00e9pouvante.
\nSur le chemin qu\u2019on m\u2019a dress\u00e9
\nj\u2019essaie d\u2019aller le plus droit possible.
\nDans la pri\u00e8re bleue
\nil n\u2019y a que les pas du bl\u00e2me
\nqui aboient toujours
\n\u00e0 la lune enlaidissant mon ombre.<\/p>\n

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EGO Sunt o virgul\u0103 nici m\u0103car un punct sau o cruce \u00eenc\u0103 vie \u015fi biped\u0103 ca un vis, ca un<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":13,"featured_media":6760,"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":[7,320],"tags":[],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9296"}],"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\/13"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=9296"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9296\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":9299,"href":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9296\/revisions\/9299"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/6760"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=9296"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=9296"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=9296"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}