{"id":9616,"date":"2020-07-11T22:53:43","date_gmt":"2020-07-11T19:53:43","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=9616"},"modified":"2020-07-11T22:53:43","modified_gmt":"2020-07-11T19:53:43","slug":"de-ai-nostri-stefan-costache-andrei-in-lumina-6","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=9616","title":{"rendered":"De-ai no\u0219tri! – \u0218tefan Costache Andrei – \u00cen lumin\u0103 (6)"},"content":{"rendered":"

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V. VARA COR\u0102BIILOR<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00ceN LUMIN\u0102<\/strong><\/p>\n

Neobosit pare \u00een aceast\u0103 er\u0103 fierbinte
\nDe griji \u0219i-nceput
\nSomnul, ne\u00eenvinsul!
\nCu fric\u0103 vei ie\u0219i \u00een miezul p\u00e2inilor fr\u00e2nte
\n\u0219i te vei bucura de pa\u0219ii f\u0103cu\u021bi
\n\u00eenspre r\u0103s\u0103ritul cuvintelor.
\nDac\u0103 m\u00e2na ta spune nu
\nAtunci ea respir\u0103 g\u00e2ndurile \u00eengropate \u00een lumin\u0103:
\nAp\u0103 \u0219i foc
\nAp\u0103 \u0219i t\u0103gad\u0103!<\/p>\n

VARA COR\u0102BIILOR<\/strong><\/p>\n

Nestinse cutreier\u0103 spre lumin\u0103 toate cor\u0103biile
\nCare-n iubire-au plutit.
\nEle aduc \u00een loc de morminte
\nCuvintele toate, flori \u0219i-aduceri aminte.
\nHai la \u021b\u0103rm
\nS\u0103 privim nebunia cor\u0103biilor
\nS\u0103 vedem cum marinarii \u021bin ploaia r\u0103t\u0103cit\u0103 \u00een lacrimi.
\nVino iubito,
\nS\u0103-\u021bi aprind \u00een gene
\nVara cor\u0103biilor!
\nVino acolo unde se-mplete\u0219te marea cu p\u0103rul t\u0103u
\naburind!
\nVreau s\u0103-\u021bi ar\u0103t \u00eenc-un strig\u0103t,
\n\u00cenc-o chemare \u00een vis!<\/p>\n

A\u0218TEPTARE<\/strong><\/p>\n

Dac\u0103 ar fi s\u0103 aflu c\u0103 din pl\u00e2nsetul t\u0103u
\ndin uitarea ta \u0219i din lumin\u0103 un popas nu mai am,
\na\u0219 \u00eembr\u0103\u021bi\u0219a doar por\u021bile ce se deschid ca ni\u0219te n\u0103luci…
\nEle \u00eemi vor spune dac\u0103 vei veni
\n\u00eentr-o diminea\u021b\u0103 aprins\u0103 cu zgur\u0103
\n\u0219i fericire…<\/p>\n

DEZN\u0102DEJDEA SOMNULUI<\/strong><\/p>\n

Uitat este somnul l\u00e2ng\u0103 o ap\u0103,
\nuitat \u0219i ne\u00eenfricat.
\nDar num\u0103r\u00e2nd treptele p\u00e2n\u0103 la ploaie m-am pref\u0103cut \u00een iezer
\n\u0219i apoi mai cuminte
\n\u00een lacrim\u0103.
\nRece e somnul l\u00e2ng\u0103 munte,
\n\u0219i nesperat.
\n\u0218i atunci te tr\u0103deaz\u0103 totul \u00een jur,
\ndar \u0219i somnul ce dulce e tr\u0103dat!<\/p>\n

CIRE\u0218AR<\/strong><\/p>\n

Dumnezeul pe care L-am a\u0219teptat
\ndin vremea palmelor arse
\nmi-a pus la urechi cire\u0219ele
\ntrecerii Lui prin iubire.
\nCa niciodat\u0103 \u00een lumin\u0103
\nam respirat cire\u0219e!<\/p>\n

MUZICA APELOR<\/strong><\/p>\n

Vino s\u0103 ne \u00eemplinim
\nCu aceste ape de sub
\narcuri de-nvin\u0219i; vino pe ape,
\npe cea din urm\u0103 mare vino!
\nUnde e prezent\u0103 t\u0103cerea,
\nAcolo sub cor\u0103bii doarme lacrima strivit\u0103.
\nS\u0103 chem\u0103m pesc\u0103ru\u0219ii, s\u0103-i admir\u0103m cum aduc v\u00e2nturi
\ncalde \u00een rug\u0103ciunea lor
\nPentru marinarii pleca\u021bi de-asear\u0103….
\nVino s\u0103 ascult\u0103m o muzic\u0103 teribil\u0103
\nintonat\u0103 de soart\u0103 pe t\u0103r\u00e2mul \u00eenvierii
\ndin moarte…
\nPe umeri s\u0103 ne mir\u0103m
\nde cele ce se \u00eent\u00e2mpl\u0103 \u00een aer,
\n\u00eentre cor\u0103bii mute vino s\u0103 \u00eemp\u0103c\u0103m
\n\u00eentr-o ultim\u0103 trecere
\nmuzica aceasta albastr\u0103 \u0219i rece.<\/p>\n

AER<\/strong><\/p>\n

Ia aminte,
\nte implor,
\nia aminte la zborul fr\u00e2nt
\n\u00een iubiri dep\u0103rtate \u00een ochii f\u0103r\u0103 adio,
\n\u00een m\u00e2ini f\u0103r\u0103 \u0219oapte:
\nia aminte
\ns\u0103 nu se sf\u00e2r\u0219easc\u0103 oftatul
\n\u00een de\u0219ert, c\u0103ci eu cer\u0219esc aer
\npentru urm\u0103torul popas…<\/p>\n

COPILUL ANOTIMPULUI<\/strong><\/p>\n

M-au cuprins cire\u0219ele
\n\u00centr-o nou\u0103 clipire
\nDar nu pl\u00e2ng…
\nCerul c\u0103l\u0103torea, vai, \u00eenspre umbr\u0103,
\ncer\u0219ind pentru a mia oar\u0103 soarele indiferent.
\nP\u0103s\u0103ri \u00eempart aievea z\u0103ri \u00eennorate de timp.
\nMai sunt aproape toate zodiile,
\ntot mai aproape de z\u00e2mbet, de lacrim\u0103.
\nMi-e dor de apa trecerii mele \u00een lumin\u0103
\n\u0219i mi-e dor de var\u0103 fiindc\u0103 mai simt \u00eenc\u0103 \u00eencire\u0219atul copil.<\/p>\n

REG\u0102SIRE<\/strong><\/p>\n

N-am vrut s\u0103 las cuvintelor
\ncealalt\u0103 patim\u0103 aprins\u0103 pentru
\na veni \u00een lumina c\u0103pruie ce mi-am promis-o c\u00e2ndva murind \u0219i r\u00e2z\u00e2nd…
\niubind te-am reg\u0103sit \u00eent\u00e2ia oar\u0103 \u00een a\u0219teptare
\n\u00eensp\u0103im\u00e2ntat\u0103 de somn \u0219i r\u0103coare;
\nnumai a\u0219a \u021bi-am tr\u0103it fiin\u021ba dormind…<\/p>\n

SPAIMA<\/strong><\/p>\n

M-am \u00eensp\u0103im\u00e2ntat spun\u00e2ndu-\u021bi
\nPas\u0103re
\n\u0219i am obosit tot c\u0103ut\u00e2nd o fereastr\u0103
\npe care s\u0103 zbori \u00eenspre privirea mea,
\n\u00eenspre imensa noapte…<\/p>\n

MIRARE<\/strong><\/p>\n

Murim sub povara cerului pe care \u00eel purt\u0103m cumin\u021bi
\npe umeri.
\nDin c\u00e2nd \u00een c\u00e2nd mai cade un somn ad\u00e2nc
\n\u0219i atunci nicio lacrim\u0103 nu-i de ajuns de fierbinte
\ns\u0103 nu se prefac\u0103 \u00een aduceri-aminte…<\/p>\n

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

Ploaie, ce c\u00e2n\u021bi menuete din umbr\u0103 de flaut, te implor, printre patimi doar
\nsomnul vreau s\u0103-l mai caut.<\/p>\n

APUS<\/strong><\/p>\n

Cetatea mai aduce \u00een larma nestins\u0103 c\u00e2ntec de ploaie \u2013
\nPoveste ucis\u0103.<\/p>\n

Sub zodii
\nMaci \u0219i Orfeu,
\nLut \u0219i ad\u00e2ncuri vestesc oase \u0219i c\u00e2mpuri de muri.
\nMai vesel la apus, soarele
\npe cuprinsul cet\u0103\u021bii nu are z\u00e2mbet, nu-\u021bi cere pl\u00e2nsul.<\/p>\n

DAR<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u021ai-am aplecat palmele
\npentru ultima oar\u0103
\n\u00een p\u0103m\u00e2nt dar n-ai mai ars
\ng\u00e2ndind c\u0103 vei descoperi \u0219oapte de-alint, ca o iarb\u0103 amar\u0103:
\no, dragostea-mi este constela\u021bie-nvins\u0103!<\/p>\n

NEM\u00c2NG\u00c2IAT<\/strong><\/p>\n

S\u0103 la\u0219i \u00een ur\u0103 o var\u0103
\ncu ploi ierboase, cu \u00eentuneric \u0219i dureri
\ne mai simplu…
\nO, e at\u00e2t de simplu c\u00e2nd pleznesc cire\u0219ele a dulcea\u021b\u0103 \u00een ochi de copil
\n\u0218i auzi printre greieri cum palmele \u00ee\u0219i croiesc drum spre lumin\u0103
\nE aceea\u0219i lumin\u0103 dup\u0103 care am murit r\u0103t\u0103cind…
\nCe strig\u0103t de moarte!
\nC\u00e2nd ochii \u00een \u00eentuneric r\u0103sar
\nSe zbate un vis inund\u00e2ndu-mi zilele
\n\u0218i amintirile de jar!<\/p>\n


\nC\u00c2NTECUL DRUME\u021aULUI<\/strong><\/p>\n

Se na\u0219te veste \u00een lan
\nPe buze oriunde-n ocean.<\/p>\n

Vine vara gr\u00e2ului
\nDin unda p\u00e2r\u00e2ului.<\/p>\n

C\u00e2ntec d\u0103 roua-n rostiri
\n\u0218i veste bun\u0103-n uimiri.<\/p>\n

Triste\u021bea hoinarilor
\nE zeghea iubirilor…<\/p>\n

De unde apar? De unde?
\nParc-ar veni de oriunde!<\/p>\n

\u00cemi inund\u0103 pleoapele
\n\u00cen pumni \u0219i-n inim\u0103 apele…<\/p>\n

Doar \u00een urm\u0103 iernile
\n\u00eemi poart\u0103 buruienile…<\/p>\n

Sub ar\u0219i\u021ba somnului
\nPrin lacrima Domnului.<\/p>\n

R\u00e2d l\u00e2ng\u0103 lutul ulciorului
\nDe pl\u00e2nsetul feciorului…<\/p>\n

Vino preafierbinte var\u0103,
\nCu pasul \u0219i fruntea de cear\u0103!<\/p>\n

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

Ce se preface in c\u00e2ntec?
\nDoar fl\u0103c\u0103rile care au murit orbec\u0103ind in iubire.
\nDoar pl\u00e2nsul ploilor
\nCe aprinse trec prin adev\u0103rul ierbii.
\nNumai sosirea amintirilor
\nca un desc\u0103lecat te mai \u00eenfierb\u00e2nt\u0103
\nDoar noaptea ce piere \u0219i sudoarea ponoarelor.<\/p>\n

ELEGIE PENTRU UN NOR<\/strong><\/p>\n

Te-am a\u0219teptat n\u0103luc\u0103,
\n\u00eentr-un ceas desfrunzit
\n\u0219i vai, c\u00e2te-am mai p\u0103timit
\nl\u0103s\u00e2ndu-mi s\u00e2ngele \u00eendurerat a neputin\u021b\u0103!
\nDe c\u00e2nd te-ai \u00eengropat \u00een limanul ierbos
\n\u0219i m\u0103iastru
\nnimeni nu mai c\u00e2nt\u0103
\nnimeni nu mai aprinde t\u0103cerea!
\nLa urm\u0103 ai l\u0103sat somnul, patria \u0219i durerea…
\nNu-i de vin\u0103 vara c\u0103 lacrima
\ne fata norului
\n\u00eenmorm\u00e2ntat \u00eentre maci…
\nCu greieri
\nf\u0103r\u0103 destin
\nr\u0103t\u0103cesc la nesf\u00e2r\u0219it…<\/p>\n

AM STRIGAT DE DISPERARE<\/strong><\/p>\n

Au venit nes\u0103tule ploile
\n\u0218i \u00eentr-o suflare au povestit
\nne\u00eemplinirile florilor, teilor, orelor.
\nHorele le-am trimis
\nmai aproape de c\u00e2ntec,
\nde p\u0103m\u00e2nt.
\nO veste Jura s\u0103 fie cuprins\u0103 in palme
\na aprins cuv\u00e2ntul \u00eenvins.
\n\u0218i de-atunci pl\u00e2ng pe scutul acesta pietruit
\nla margine de drum…<\/p>\n

ZBUCIUM DE SEAR\u0102<\/strong><\/p>\n

Din u\u0219\u0103 un suspin se uit\u0103 aievea,
\nS\u0103-l risipesc, tr\u0103d\u00e2nd uitarea?
\nVesel prinde-a cuv\u00e2nta:
\nNu m-a\u0219tepta, nu m-a\u0219tepta!<\/p>\n

Din vechime carii drep\u021bi sunt.
\nSub mobile \u00eei v\u0103d roz\u00e2nd
\nVoi trece arz\u00e2nd \u00een c\u00e2ntul lor
\n\u00censp\u0103im\u00e2ntat \u0219i plin de dor.<\/p>\n

Din u\u0219\u0103 un suspin se uit\u0103-aievea
\nS\u0103-l risipesc, tr\u0103d\u00e2nd uitarea?
\nC\u00e2nta-voi visul nim\u0103nui,
\nPoate e Greul-P\u0103m\u00e2ntului…<\/p>\n

Veste prinde-a cuv\u00e2nta:
\nNu m-a\u0219tepta, nu m-a\u0219tepta!
\n\u00cenf\u0103\u0219urat cu umbra ta
\nTe voi ierta, te voi ierta!<\/p>\n

INOCEN\u021a\u0102 (haiku)<\/strong><\/p>\n

Copilul r\u00e2de l\u00e2ng\u0103
\nm\u00e2na \u00eentins\u0103
\na noapte.<\/p>\n

HAIKU<\/strong><\/p>\n

E timpul s\u0103 \u0219tii
\nc\u00e2te lacrimi cost\u0103
\no t\u0103cere.<\/p>\n

DIMINEA\u021a\u0102 (haiku)<\/strong><\/p>\n

M-am trezit furat de alchimia
\nluminii.<\/p>\n

\u00ceNTUNECARE<\/strong><\/p>\n

Mult prea devreme
\nam pus \u00een paharul nep\u0103s\u0103rii cenu\u0219\u0103.
\nO alt\u0103 moarte, un alt poem exist\u0103
\n\u00een toate c\u00e2te sufletul r\u00e2nduit-a
\ns\u0103 te cuprind\u0103.
\nOdat\u0103 \u00een orbitele mele voi cuprinde pa\u0219ii temerari, dar a\u0219tept\u00e2ndu-te cu apele
\nprivirilor \u00eenfl\u0103c\u0103rate \u00eentuneric va fi
\nce vei afla \u00eentr-un a\u0219ternut numai scrum.<\/p>\n

OCHII ADEV\u0102RULUI<\/strong><\/p>\n

Dup\u0103 un veac du-\u021bi m\u00e2na la t\u00e2mple
\n\u0219i prive\u0219te in urmele t\u0103lpilor…
\n\u00cen hum\u0103 suni numai mume,
\nnu-mi vei putea spune,
\ng\u00e2ndind la cenu\u0219a \u00eenvins\u0103,
\ndespre adev\u0103r, un cuv\u00e2nt… despre ochi, numai somn \u0219i morminte…
\nsunt \u00eentr-adev\u0103r pe p\u0103m\u00e2nt mai multe spaime
\n\u0219i \u00een lume
\nmai multe rune…
\nadev\u0103rul nu e dincolo de albastru
\ndec\u00e2t pl\u00e2ns…<\/p>\n

DIN PREA MULT\u0102 VAR\u0102<\/strong><\/p>\n

Sub mirosul de rou\u0103 muzica
\nSe c\u00e2nt\u0103 cu maci. E mult\u0103 frumuse\u021be in lacrimi.
\nDin paharul meu. mimi ambulan\u021bi,
\nScot ca dintr-o f\u00e2nt\u00e2n\u0103, tot soarele curs peste zi
\nSpectacolul continu\u0103.
\nDoar degetele mele mai \u021bes nev\u0103zutele
\nstr\u00e2ngeri de inim\u0103,
\nSe face albastru \u0219i \u00eencepe s\u0103 bal\u0103 discret \u00een fiin\u021ba ta
\nun ceas de perete.
\nSunt prea t\u00e2rziu pentru iubire, pentru ochi \u0219i cuvinte.
\nAcum parul t\u0103u \u00eemi mai aminte\u0219te
\nc\u0103 luna mai are unde s\u0103 \u00ee\u0219i a\u0219tearn\u0103
\nloc de dormit \u0219i de tainic\u0103 aducere aminte.
\nLuminile s-au stins
\n\u0219i \u00een mine \u00eencepe s\u0103 creasc\u0103
\nt\u0103cerea ta.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

V. VARA COR\u0102BIILOR \u00ceN LUMIN\u0102 Neobosit pare \u00een aceast\u0103 er\u0103 fierbinte De griji \u0219i-nceput Somnul, ne\u00eenvinsul! Cu fric\u0103 vei ie\u0219i<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":13,"featured_media":9572,"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\/9616"}],"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=9616"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9616\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":9619,"href":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9616\/revisions\/9619"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/9572"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=9616"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=9616"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=9616"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}