{"id":12205,"date":"2013-04-17T11:07:25","date_gmt":"2013-04-17T11:07:25","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/?p=12205"},"modified":"2013-04-17T11:13:10","modified_gmt":"2013-04-17T11:13:10","slug":"poezii-de-ion-vinea","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/2013\/04\/17\/poezii-de-ion-vinea\/","title":{"rendered":"Poezii de Ion Vinea"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/04\/vinea.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-12209\" title=\"vinea\" src=\"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/04\/vinea.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"175\" height=\"257\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <strong>Adagio<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Mars funebru pentru iubirile moarte,<br \/>\nAur solemn din fluide fanfare.<br \/>\nUnde s\u00eent Umbrele? Lung le pl\u00e2ng clopotele.<br \/>\nRitmic polenul silabelor rare<br \/>\ntremura-n floarea cararilor palide<br \/>\ndin cimitirul feeric al toamnelor<br \/>\np\u00eena departe,<br \/>\nce monoton stelare.<br \/>\nCum le pl\u00e2ng de-ndelung clopotele.<br \/>\nVan uragan de ruini de volute sonore<br \/>\ngrav fulgerat \u00een desertul gol de fantome,<br \/>\nlegeni \u00een drum coroanele fara de nume<br \/>\nrostogolind pe treptele ude sipote, ropote,<br \/>\nglorii de dolii pe urma uitatelor urne si ore.<br \/>\nUnde sunt, unde sunt Umbrele?<\/p>\n<p>Mars funerar \u00een amurg \u00eenchinat bacantelor moarte,<br \/>\nRuga de-apoi pentru cele cazute<br \/>\nPasionat pe-al lor c\u00e2mp de onoare,<br \/>\nVis efemer sortind pomenirii eterne.<\/p>\n<p>Glas sepulcral de alamuri finale,<br \/>\nfuneralii iubirii ne\u00eent\u00e2lnite,<br \/>\nfuneralii eroinei necunoscute.<br \/>\nUnde s\u00eent Umbrele? Lung le pl\u00e2ng clopotele.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Declin<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>O tristeta \u00eentarzie \u00een mine<br \/>\ncum zaboveste toamna pe c\u00e2mp,<br \/>\nnici un sarut nu-mi trece prin suflet,<br \/>\nnici o zapada n-a descins pe pam\u00e2nt.<\/p>\n<p>C\u00e2ntecul trist, cantecul cel mai trist<br \/>\nvine cu clopotul din asfintit,<br \/>\n\u00eel auzi \u00een glasul sterp al vrabiilor<br \/>\nsi raspunde din umilinta talangilor.<\/p>\n<p>E toata viata care doare asa,<br \/>\nzi cu zi pe \u00eentinderea stepelor<br \/>\n\u00eentre arborii neajunsi la cer,<br \/>\n\u00eentre apele ce-si urmeaza albia,<br \/>\n\u00eentre turmele ce-si pasc soarta pe c\u00e2mp<br \/>\nsi \u00eentre frunzele care se dau \u00een v\u00e2nt.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Revedere<\/strong><\/p>\n<h1><\/h1>\n<p>&#8211; Ma dor \u00een mine drumurile \u00eenapoi.<br \/>\n&#8211; Esti palida, ochii tai sunt mai mari.<\/p>\n<p>&#8211; Te-am asteptat, fiindca te-am gonit.<br \/>\n&#8211; Am fugit sa gasesc o departare mai adevarata.<br \/>\nPeste tot locul e deopotriva de departe si de aproape de tine.<\/p>\n<p>&#8211; Mai sunt \u00een sufletul tau aceeasi?<br \/>\n\u00cen ce \u00eentuneric am ratacit&#8230;<br \/>\n&#8211; Am smuls \u00eempleteala c\u00e2ntecului nostru care<br \/>\ns-a pierdut ca firele unui izvor dezbinat de st\u00e2nci.<\/p>\n<p>&#8211; Tu care ai stins celelalte povesti<br \/>\nte-am urmarit cu visul \u00een orase mari cu steaua ta deasupra.<br \/>\n&#8211; Am vrut sa-mi creasca numele ca o veste catre tine.<\/p>\n<p>&#8211; Te-am vrut frumos ca un catarg care se-ndeparteaza<br \/>\nsi te-am lasat sa pleci.<br \/>\n&#8211; Te-am regasit ca o rugaciune din copilarie, dar g\u00e2ndurile<br \/>\nmele nu mai cred.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Ion Vinea<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Adagio &nbsp; Mars funebru pentru iubirile moarte, Aur solemn din fluide fanfare. Unde s\u00eent Umbrele? Lung le pl\u00e2ng clopotele. 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