{"id":14048,"date":"2013-07-14T06:54:52","date_gmt":"2013-07-14T06:54:52","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/?p=14048"},"modified":"2013-08-01T14:23:56","modified_gmt":"2013-08-01T14:23:56","slug":"poeta-cecilia-banica-pal-intre-cele-doua-linisti%e2%80%a6","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/2013\/07\/14\/poeta-cecilia-banica-pal-intre-cele-doua-linisti%e2%80%a6\/","title":{"rendered":"Poeta Cecilia B\u0103nic\u0103-Pal, \u00eentre cele dou\u0103 lini\u015fti\u2026"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/07\/pal.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-14049 alignleft\" title=\"pal\" src=\"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/07\/pal.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"168\" height=\"244\" \/><\/a>Protagoras este autorul celebrului aforism:<em> \u201cOmul este m\u0103sura tuturor lucrurilor, \u0219i a celor care exist\u0103 precum exist\u0103, \u0219i a celor care nu exist\u0103, precum nu exist\u0103\u201d.<\/em><br \/>\nPoeta <strong>Cecilia B\u0103nic\u0103-Pal<\/strong>, \u00een volumul<em> La umbra timpului,<\/em> editura Mu\u015fatinia, Roman, 2010, prefa\u021bat\u0103 excelent de prof. univ. dr. emerit Tudor Ghideanu, cu o postfa\u0163\u0103 semnat\u0103 de Ghe. A. M. Ciobanu, ,,m\u0103soar\u0103 timpul \/ dintre cele dou\u0103 lini\u0219ti\u2026\/ a\u0219tept\u00e2nd mereu lini\u0219tea de dup\u0103 noi\u201d. (<em>M\u0103sura timpului<\/em>, pg. 19)<br \/>\nA\u0219a cum \u00eens\u0103\u015fi autoarea ne aten\u021bioneaz\u0103: ,,<em>tot ce am scris s-a n\u0103scut la umbra timpului<\/em>\u201d<br \/>\nVolumul \u00eentr-o form\u0103 grafic\u0103 de excep\u021bie, cu o coperta deosebit\u0103, apar\u021bin\u00e2nd fiului poetei, <strong>Sabin Pal<\/strong>, \u00ee\u0163i treze\u015fte curiozitatea prin ,,<em>labirintul pa\u015filor uita\u021bi<\/em>\u201d poeta reu\u0219ind s\u0103-\u015fi ating\u0103 urma, ,,<em>urme fixate \u00een timp\/ urme uitate de timp.<\/em>\u201d(<em>Labirintul pa\u0219ilor uita\u021bi<\/em>, pg. 16)<br \/>\nViziunea poetei despre timp \u015fi spa\u021biu face trimitere spre estetica transcendental\u0103 a lui Kant care expune \u00een prima sec\u021biune concep\u021biile despre spa\u021biu, pentru ca \u00een cea de-a doua sec\u021biune s\u0103 vorbeasc\u0103 despre timp. ,,<em>Iluminarea este ie\u0219irea omului din starea sa de imaturitate auto-impusa<\/em>\u201d.<br \/>\nProblematica uman\u0103 constituie o preocupare frecvent\u0103 a oamenilor de cultur\u0103.<br \/>\nConform Dic\u0163ionarului de Filozofie (Editura Politic\u0103, Bucure\u015fti, 1978) spa\u0163iul \u015fi timpul desemneaz\u0103 ,,<em>formele de baz\u0103 ale oric\u0103rei existen\u0163e<\/em>\u201d. \u00cenc\u0103 din antichitate au fost abordate filozofic de cei mai mari cuget\u0103tori. Spa\u021biu \u015fi timpul, teme inepuizabile pentru g\u00e2nditorii de ieri \u015fi de azi.<br \/>\n<strong> Cecilia B\u0103nic\u0103-Pal<\/strong> aidoma lui Blaga, se pare c\u0103 ,,<em>a f\u0103cut un pact de coexisten\u0163\u0103 pa\u015fnic\u0103 cu timpul: nici el nu m\u0103 urm\u0103re\u015fte, nici eu nu fug de el. \u00centr-o zi ne vom \u00eent\u00e2lni<\/em>\u201d.<br \/>\nFiorul istoriei o reg\u0103se\u0219te ,,pe c\u0103i t\u00e2rzii\u201d urm\u0103rit\u0103 de ,,umbre de zei\u201d ce o \u00eenfioar\u0103. ,,<em>A\u015fa plecar\u0103, an de an\/ vremurile de glorii \u015fi durere\u2026\/iar osemintele sub lan\/ se transform\u0103 \u00een flori \u015fi-n stele<\/em>.\u201d (<em>Fiorii istoriei,<\/em> pg.20)<br \/>\nAmintirea, ca s\u0103-l parafrazez pe Blaga, ,,<em>e o ser\u0103 a fericirilor trecute\u201d, chiar dac\u0103 lacrimile p\u0103streaz\u0103 urme ,,pe zidurile vechi, uitate<\/em>\u201d.<br \/>\nCa o ,,<em>trestie g\u00e2nditoare<\/em>\u201d, Cecilia B\u0103nic\u0103-Pal, prin toate sim\u021burile \u00ee\u015fi dore\u0219te s\u0103 cunoasc\u0103 ,<em>,\u00een\u021belepciunea umanit\u0103\u0163ii.<\/em>\u201d<br \/>\n\u00centr-un dialog intim, poeta viseaz\u0103 \u00een miez de cuv\u00e2nt, bucur\u00e2ndu-se de lumin\u0103, tem\u0103toare \u015fi totu\u0219i \u00eencrez\u0103toare \u00een divinitate. ,,<em>O, Doamne, c\u00e2te-a\u015f mai vrea s\u0103-\u0163i spun!\u2026\/Tu, \u00eens\u0103, le cuno\u0219ti\u201d\/\u2026,,st\u00e2nd la umbra timpului\u201d, sper\u0103 \u00een binele suprem<\/em>. (<em>Dialog intim<\/em>, pg.25)<br \/>\n,,<em>Odat\u0103 c\u00e2\u015ftigat\u0103 intelectualitatea unui popor, biruin\u0163a Bisericii este asigurat\u0103<\/em>\u201d \u2013 scria Nichifor Crainic \u00een 1924 (G\u00e2ndirea, an II). Aceasta leg\u0103tur\u0103 dintre poeta \u015fi dumnezeire, este edificatoare \u00een fiecare poem. Doar<em><strong> El<\/strong><\/em>, <strong><em>Cel<\/em><\/strong> ce le \u0219tie pe toate, ne poate aduce starea de ,,bine\u201d.<br \/>\nFiorul liric al poetei str\u0103bate fiecare pagin\u0103. Iubirea, singur\u0103tatea, dorul, visele \u015fi speran\u021bele se prefac ,,\u00een c\u00e2nt de soare\u201d, consider\u00e2ndu-se un copil. Un copil al nim\u0103nui? Cum ,,ram mi-e bra\u021bul, \/ trunchi mi-e trupul\u2026\/ Cecilia B\u0103nic\u0103-Pal r\u0103m\u00e2ne ,,copilul dorului\u201d. (<em>Singuraticul copac<\/em>, pg. 26)<br \/>\nPrin por\u021bia de via\u021b\u0103, prive\u0219te spre ochiul str\u0103zii \u00eentr-un ton profund \u015fi juc\u0103u\u015f, dorind s\u0103 ne avertizeze ca \u015fi Blaga: ,,<em>Opre\u0219te trecerea! \u0218tiu c\u0103 unde nu e moarte nu e nici iubire, dar, te rog, opre\u0219te, Doamne, ceasornicul cu care ne m\u0103suri destr\u0103marea<\/em>!\u201d<br \/>\n,,Iluziile moderne\u201d nu o capteaz\u0103. Sufer\u0103 de un romanism autentic, con\u015ftient\u0103 c\u0103 noi ca na\u021bie, iubind doina, dorul, hora, suntem cu adev\u0103rat nemuritori. ,,<em>Ceea ce nu opre\u015fte legea, opre\u015fte buna-cuviin\u0163\u0103<\/em>\u201d cum ar spune Seneca.<br \/>\nCecilia B\u0103nic\u0103-Pal p\u0103streaz\u0103 ,,fereastra cerului\u201d deschis\u0103 pentru a se hr\u0103ni cu dulcea iubire.<br \/>\nUmbra anotimpurilor o urm\u0103re\u0219te. Retr\u0103ie\u0219te momente unice, necru\u021b\u0103torul timp \u00eel dore\u0219te ,,\u00een nemurire\u201d. Prin sur\u00e2suri \u0219\u0103galnice descoperim o alta lume. ,,<em>S\u0103 te g\u00e2nde\u0219ti spre ce vei fi? Regretele tale n-au viitor. \u015ei nici un viitor nu-i al t\u0103u. \u00cen timp nu mai loc, \u00een timp zace groaza.\u201d<\/em> (Emil Cioran)<br \/>\nPrintre iubiri pierdute, dureri \u00een\u0103bu\u0219ite o ascu\u021bime a versului. \u00centreb\u0103ri, metamorfoze\u2026Spa\u021biul \u015fi timpul sunt intui\u0163ii pure a priori, sunt jonc\u0163iuni ale intelectului pentru autoare.<br \/>\n,,<em>Timpul este suficient pentru oricine \u00eel folose\u0219te<\/em>\u201d, a\u0219a spunea Leonardo Da Vinci.<br \/>\n<strong>Cecilia B\u0103nic\u0103-Pal<\/strong>, \u0219tie c\u0103 ,<em>,tr\u0103im timpul ce ni s-a dat<\/em>\u201d, \u0219tie cum s\u0103-l foloseasc\u0103, ,,<em>retr\u0103ind totul cu ochii sufletului,\/ c\u0103ut\u00e2nd mereu lini\u0219tea de dinainte de noi.\/ a\u0219tept\u00e2nd mereu lini\u0219tea de dup\u0103 noi<\/em>.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Cu emo\u021bie m-am aplecat asupra acestui volum, av\u00e2nd un titlu incitant. ,,<em>Clipa ce vine este, prin faptul doar c\u0103 bate mai t\u00e2rziu, oarecum inferioar\u0103 clipei antecedente<\/em>\u201d. (Lucian Blaga)<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Doamna scrisului nem\u0163ean <strong>Cecilia B\u0103nic\u0103-Pal<\/strong>, un nume de referin\u021b\u0103 printre scriitorii contemporani. Multe roade pe ,,c\u00e2mpul literaturii rom\u00e2ne&#8221;!<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Mariana Gurza<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Timi\u0219oara<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">13 iulie 2013<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Protagoras este autorul celebrului aforism: \u201cOmul este m\u0103sura tuturor lucrurilor, \u0219i a celor care exist\u0103 precum exist\u0103, \u0219i a celor [&#038;hellip<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-14048","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-articole"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14048","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=14048"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14048\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":14051,"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14048\/revisions\/14051"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=14048"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=14048"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=14048"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}