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C<\/strong>\u00c2NTECUL UMBREI<\/strong><\/p>\n

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\u015ei \u00eentinz\u00e2nd paharul, spuse:<\/p>\n

Dar s\u0103 se fac\u0103 voia Ta, \u015fi nu a mea.<\/p>\n

\u015ei-atunci, pe scaunul de Judec\u0103tor,<\/p>\n

A stat chiar Dracul.<\/p>\n

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C\u00e2t despre mine,<\/p>\n

Cui \u00eei pas\u0103, dac\u0103 mor?<\/p>\n

\u015ei a cui voie s\u0103 mai cer, s\u0103 se mai fac\u0103?<\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd Lumea asta, este voia tuturor.<\/p>\n

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\u201eIubi\u0163i-v\u0103 pe tunuri\u201d \u2013 ne-ndemna un vis\u0103tor.<\/p>\n

De-atunci, m\u0103 mir c\u0103 lumea-ntreag\u0103<\/p>\n

Pe \u00eentreaga moarte \u2013 nu se cac\u0103.<\/p>\n

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Hai, \u00eendr\u0103zni\u0163i.<\/p>\n

Eu sunt doar un \u00eenvins, \u00eenving\u0103tor.<\/p>\n

Ve\u0163i \u00eenv\u0103\u0163a \u015fi voi.<\/p>\n

\u015ei-o s\u0103 v\u0103 plac\u0103.<\/p>\n

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Cu voia voastr\u0103, Domnilor, la s\u00e2nul<\/p>\n

\u00centunecimii –\u00a0Printu-i, vi-e St\u0103p\u00e2nul…<\/p>\n

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C<\/strong>\u00c2NTECUL LUI PINOCCHIO<\/strong><\/strong><\/p>\n

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Dragul meu p\u0103rinte r\u0103t\u0103citor,<\/p>\n

M\u0103 bucur c\u0103 ai revenit acas\u0103<\/p>\n

\u00cen mijlocul familiei.<\/p>\n

Chiar dac\u0103 singur.<\/p>\n

Aici va fi \u00eentotdeauna o p\u00e2ine de m\u00e2ncat<\/p>\n

Alb\u0103.<\/p>\n

Dac\u0103 nu a fost pus\u0103 pe mas\u0103<\/p>\n

Nu e vina ta.<\/p>\n

Au fost mul\u0163i s\u0103rb\u0103tori\u0163i azi.<\/p>\n

\u015ei unde s\u0103 pui o p\u00e2ine<\/p>\n

\u00centre at\u00e2tea bun\u0103t\u0103\u0163i?<\/p>\n

Unde s\u0103 mai \u00eenghesui<\/p>\n

Comorile lumii, \u00een plas\u0103?<\/p>\n

Am auzit spun\u00e2ndu-se<\/p>\n

\u00cen jurul meu:<\/p>\n

–\u00a0Cine se sup\u0103r\u0103, s\u0103 i se taie nasul.<\/p>\n

Eu sunt Pinocchio,<\/p>\n

Drag\u0103 tat\u0103 Geronimo.<\/p>\n

D\u0103-mi \u015fi mie un suflet<\/p>\n

Ca sforile astea<\/p>\n

\u00cemi taie toate oasele<\/p>\n

\u015ei totu\u015fi<\/p>\n

M\u0103 bucur<\/p>\n

C\u0103 suntem \u00eempreun\u0103<\/p>\n

\u00cen aceea\u015fi nostalgie<\/p>\n

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C<\/strong>\u00c2NTECUL PORCILOR<\/strong><\/strong><\/p>\n

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–\u00a0Vre\u0163i aurul din Ro\u015fia Montana?<\/p>\n

–\u00a0S\u0103pa\u0163i cu gura porcilor, c\u0103pu\u015fa,<\/p>\n

\u015ei duce\u0163i-v\u0103 drept \u00een Iad, \u00een gu\u015fa,<\/p>\n

Veninul din Manole, \u015fi din Ana \u2013<\/p>\n

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\u015ei-n Tribunalul Mor\u0163ii, toat\u0103 slana –<\/p>\n

S\u0103pa\u0163i cu limba. C\u0103 e juc\u0103u\u015f\u0103.<\/p>\n

Veni-v-ar Talpa Iadului, Manu\u015fa \u2013<\/p>\n

\u015ei-o ve\u015fnicie, s\u0103-i gusta\u0163i icoana.<\/p>\n

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C\u00c2NTECUL <\/strong>B\u0102TR\u00c2NULUI<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Acum ani, doisprezece, plin de s\u0103n\u0103tate,<\/p>\n

Cu buletinu-n m\u00e2na, doar \u2013 pe pat,<\/p>\n

Firesc \u015fi simplu, s\u00e2nge am donat,<\/p>\n

\u015ei m\u0103sa-n dar, am dat-o mai departe \u2013<\/p>\n

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De-atunci, pe-acolo nu am mai c\u0103lcat,<\/p>\n

De-at\u00e2tea munci sterile, \u00eenv\u0103\u0163ate,<\/p>\n

De-at\u00e2tea mese prea remunerate<\/p>\n

Pentru tr\u0103it, cu s\u00e2ngele intact.<\/p>\n

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\u00cen toamna, vechiul centru de donare<\/p>\n

L-am c\u0103utat, c\u0103 mamei din spital,<\/p>\n

Obolul meu s\u0103-i dau, at\u00e2t de mare,<\/p>\n

\u00cen loc de feeria vreunui bal \u2013<\/p>\n

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Acum se completa o fis\u0103 lung\u0103:<\/p>\n

At\u00e2tea boli, at\u00e2tea vicii seci,<\/p>\n

At\u00e2tea declara\u0163ii foarte reci,<\/p>\n

De s\u00e2nge cald, dar prea b\u0103tr\u00e2n, la punga \u2013<\/p>\n

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C\u0103ci, vai, nu mai aveam nici ani cincizeci!<\/p>\n

Nu mai puteam dona. A\u015fa e grila.<\/p>\n

A\u015fa s-a pus pe via\u0163\u0103, apostila.<\/p>\n

B\u0103tr\u00e2n, \u015fi s\u0103n\u0103tos \u2013 s\u0103 po\u0163i s\u0103 pleci.<\/p>\n

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\u015ei s\u00e2ngele donat n-ajunge-n veci.<\/p>\n

Tot vin medicini\u015ftii, \u015fi tot roag\u0103<\/p>\n

Veni\u0163i c\u00e2t sunte\u0163i tineri, lume drag\u0103,<\/p>\n

\u015ei s\u0103n\u0103to\u015fi la s\u00e2nge \u2013 nu zevzeci \u2013<\/p>\n

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Nefum\u0103tori \u015fi nedrogati, de tot,<\/p>\n

De c\u00e2te cele vi se pun pe mas\u0103,<\/p>\n

De c\u00e2te asalta\u0163i cu propriul bot,<\/p>\n

\u015ei plasa lua\u0163i, nu dragostea frumoas\u0103 \u2013<\/p>\n

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Veni\u0163i ca s\u0103 citi\u0163i \u00een formular,<\/p>\n

Ce fel de s\u00e2nge m\u00e2ine vi se cere,<\/p>\n

S\u0103-l vinde\u0163i, prea curat, pe galantar,<\/p>\n

Ca s\u0103 tr\u0103iasc\u0103 porcii cu avere \u2013<\/p>\n

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Din ce organe pentru exportat,<\/p>\n

Cu microcipuri \u00een secret, niznaie,<\/p>\n

Cu cifre-n loc de nume, memorat,<\/p>\n

\u00cen m\u0103runtaie, semeni vi se taie\u00a0–<\/p>\n

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Din care clauze Clawback nu se fac<\/p>\n

Medicamente ieftine \u00een \u0163ar\u0103,<\/p>\n

Ca din pu\u0163in, pu\u0163in s\u0103-\u015fi dea, s\u0103rac,<\/p>\n

\u015ei cel ce nu da totul, pe afar\u0103 –<\/p>\n

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Veni\u0163i, c\u0103 vreau s\u0103 vin cu voi, \u015fi eu \u2013<\/p>\n

S\u0103 dau \u015fi eu, dar legea nu-mi permite \u2013<\/p>\n

S\u0103lta\u0163i stacheta, pan\u2019la Dumnezeu,<\/p>\n

C-au s\u00e2nge bun, b\u0103tr\u00e2nele lui vite…<\/p>\n

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C<\/strong>\u00c2NTECUL SEMIRAMIDEI<\/strong><\/strong><\/p>\n

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Din care pierdere marina \u015fi stelar\u0103<\/p>\n

Albastra-verde, p\u00e2n\u0103 de sidef,<\/p>\n

\u015ei netrezita Galateee de povar\u0103,<\/p>\n

Te\u015fi ochii t\u0103i, cu Terra, pe gherghef?<\/p>\n

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O leb\u0103d\u0103 pe care o chemar\u0103<\/p>\n

Be\u0163i de otrav\u0103, treji de diabet –<\/p>\n

S\u0103-\u0163i c\u00e2nte frumuse\u0163ea cea amar\u0103<\/p>\n

Din ger, salvata-n casa – un poet –<\/p>\n

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Cum tremur\u0103 privirea ta, s\u0103 moar\u0103 –<\/p>\n

De nu a\u015f bea din ea – ca un stilet –<\/p>\n

T\u0103i\u015ful t\u0103u de trup de c\u0103prioar\u0103<\/p>\n

Prin p\u00e2nda mea de foc, anahoret –<\/p>\n

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Dar ce Tamisa, Dun\u0103re, sau Loara,<\/p>\n

S\u0103 spele dansul ochilor, pustii,<\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd pe peronul vie\u0163ii, \u00eentr-o gar\u0103,<\/p>\n

Petrecem numai trenuri de copii?<\/p>\n

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C\u00c2NTECUL CLOVNULUI<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Copiii no\u015ftri, clovni at\u00e2t de tri\u015fti,<\/p>\n

Privind cu ochi de sticl\u0103, prin vitrine,<\/p>\n

Pe cei ce \u00eei fac m\u00e2ine s\u0103 suspine,<\/p>\n

Ca s\u0103 ai azi, din ce s\u0103 mai exi\u015fti \u2013<\/p>\n

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At\u00e2tea \u015fisturi, gaze, cristaline<\/p>\n

Izvoare \u015fi om\u0103turi de arti\u015fti,<\/p>\n

Se cer incendiate de psalti\u015fti,<\/p>\n

S\u0103 fie bine, azi \u2013 cum nu e, m\u00e2ine \u2013<\/p>\n

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\u00cen move haine, multicolorate,<\/p>\n

\u015ei \u00een trusouri scumpe, mult prea mult,<\/p>\n

Pentru \u00eentreaga lumii libertate<\/p>\n

De a privi spre stele\u00a0 –\u00a0 cerul cult –<\/p>\n

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Cu ochi br\u0103zda\u0163i de gloan\u0163e verticale,<\/p>\n

\u015ei limbi albite-n pastele de din\u0163i,<\/p>\n

Ei,\u00a0 de-ale lor, \u00ee\u015fi v\u0103d \u2013 prostii banale,<\/p>\n

Ca mercenari tocmi\u0163i de-ai lor p\u0103rin\u0163i \u2013<\/p>\n

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Ruine scumpe, \u015fi cale\u015fti la poart\u0103,<\/p>\n

Cai zbur\u0103tori, din orzul tuturor,<\/p>\n

Povestea vie\u0163ii pruncilor e-o art\u0103<\/p>\n

\u00cen care mul\u0163i se joac\u0103,\u00a0 al\u0163ii \u2013 mor \u2013<\/p>\n

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Le curge \u015fi rimelul \u00een cascade<\/p>\n

Din arsenalul bombelor cu fard,<\/p>\n

\u015ei poate unii r\u00e2d, c\u00e2nd al\u0163ii ard,<\/p>\n

\u015ei unii urc\u0103, du\u015fi de cel ce cade \u2013<\/p>\n

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At\u00e2t de goi, \u015fi simpli, \u015fi egali \u2013<\/p>\n

\u015ei-at\u00e2t de-nve\u015fm\u00e2nta\u0163i de o regie<\/p>\n

\u00cen care via\u0163a, chiar dac\u0103 e vie,<\/p>\n

E-o piramid\u0103 moart\u0103, de carnali \u2013<\/p>\n

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\u015ei totu\u015fi \u2013 mai exist\u0103 poezie,<\/p>\n

\u015ei totu\u015fi \u2013 mai exist\u0103 \u015fi fractali,<\/p>\n

\u015ei totu\u015fi \u2013 mai exist\u0103 pineali,<\/p>\n

\u015ei totu\u015fi \u2013 mai exist\u0103 omenie,<\/p>\n

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\u015ei printre-at\u00e2tea min\u0163i de canibali,<\/p>\n

Exist\u0103, totu\u015fi –\u00a0 chiar \u015fi ve\u015fnicie!<\/p>\n

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C\u00c2NTECUL EMIGRANTULUI<\/strong><\/p>\n

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A emigrat o Romanie-ntreaga<\/p>\n

Din Basarabi, Musatini, Bucovini,<\/p>\n

Din Tara Romaneasca si Moldava,<\/p>\n

Si Transilvania marilor lumini \u2013<\/p>\n

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E fiecare, singur, azi, pe harta \u2013<\/p>\n

Si cere, si ofera, ajutor \u2013<\/p>\n

Fara o Stea de Nord, pe Marea Moarta,<\/p>\n

Si singur printre falci, navigator \u2013<\/p>\n

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O Romanie-ntreaga emigrata<\/p>\n

Se tot revarsa parca fara rost,<\/p>\n

Din chiar istoria ei, din poarta-n poarta,<\/p>\n

Sa ia pe ea un maxim pret de cost \u2013<\/p>\n

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Si-n candele de limba si iubire,<\/p>\n

Si-n clopote de versuri si trairi,<\/p>\n

Raman doar cotizantii-n nesimtire,<\/p>\n

Ai Marilor Sperante si Uniri \u2013<\/p>\n

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Niste acei de care trage lumea toata \u2013<\/p>\n

Niste mereu cu zambetul taiat<\/p>\n

De vreun infarct, sau stea paralizata<\/p>\n

De vreun toiag, prea greu de lepadat \u2013<\/p>\n

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Niste servanti de rand, in loc de oaste \u2013<\/p>\n

Niste afaceristi de rangul trei \u2013<\/p>\n

In timp ce floarea romanimii noastre<\/p>\n

A progresat \u2013 si n-ai de und\u2019 s-o iei –<\/p>\n

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Sunt\u00a0 candele \u2013 atatea \u2013 in romana \u2013<\/p>\n

Afara, inauntru, ce putini<\/p>\n

Sunt cei ce \u00a0pot macar un \u201cziua buna!\u201d<\/p>\n

Sa puna-n focul lor de amintiri \u2013<\/p>\n

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Ce straniu ard, cumva impersonale,<\/p>\n

Cumva flagrant in slujba vreunui zeu,<\/p>\n

Cand nu le-aprind urcusurile tale<\/p>\n

Si alor tai \u2013 razbind spre Dumnezeu!<\/p>\n

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Caci nu sunt sfinti, si nu e cer, sa sameni,<\/p>\n

Si vesnicie nu-i, si nu-i aripa,<\/p>\n

De nu sunt oameni, langa marii oameni<\/p>\n

Sa arda-n cuget \u2013 clipa dupa clipa \u2013<\/p>\n

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O Romanie-ntreaga emigreaza \u2013<\/p>\n

In fiecare zi, in scaune, munci,<\/p>\n

In noaptea-zi, si ziua-noapte treaza,<\/p>\n

In care de nu rupi – macar atunci –<\/p>\n

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O candela ce inca lumineaza \u2013<\/p>\n

Nu pentru tine doar, si pentru prunci –<\/p>\n

Ci pentru-ntreaga lumii Metastaza<\/p>\n

Ce-si bate joc, de tine, prin porunci \u2013<\/p>\n

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Ce Romanie, oare, mai urmeaza?<\/p>\n

Noi cine suntem? Cine ne numim?<\/p>\n

Cu cine, si de ce, suntem in faza?<\/p>\n

Si pentru cine vrem sa mai traim?<\/p>\n

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Sunt candele \u2013 atatea \u2013 in romana,<\/p>\n

Romanul, fiecare, cu a\u00a0 lui,<\/p>\n

Si altii ce incearca, si le-aduna,<\/p>\n

Sa cantarim pe limbile oricui<\/p>\n

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Aceasta Romanie \u2013 Dacie buna,<\/p>\n

Aceasta temelie ce-am pohtit,<\/p>\n

De a ne tine viata, impreuna,<\/p>\n

Cu toata Omenirea de iubit!<\/p>\n

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C\u00c2NTECUL PACIENTULUI<\/strong><\/p>\n

L\u0103sa\u0163i copiii, totu\u015fi, s\u0103 se joace!<\/p>\n

Nu-i tot dota\u0163i \u015fi \u00eenarma\u0163i, din ou,<\/p>\n

Cu tot ce e mai otr\u0103vit, \u015fi nou,<\/p>\n

Cu str\u00e2mbe min\u0163i, \u015fi culmi \u2013 \u00een loc de pace \u2013<\/p>\n

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Ca puii, adormi\u0163i \u00eentr-o g\u0103oace,<\/p>\n

Ei alte zvonuri prind, dintr-un alt imn \u2013<\/p>\n

Ei altfel simt \u015fi joac\u0103, cum se face<\/p>\n

Un zbor cu aripi de p\u0103m\u00e2nt, sublim \u2013<\/p>\n

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Pu\u0163in de tot la joac\u0103, au nevoie<\/p>\n

De c\u00e2te-un sfat \u2013 din arborii aten\u0163i,<\/p>\n

Ce au c\u00e2ntat \u015fi ei, c\u00e2ndva : \u201cAhoe!\u201d<\/p>\n

De unde au c\u0103zut, ca pacien\u0163i \u2013<\/p>\n

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L\u0103sa\u0163i copiii, totu\u015fi, s\u0103 se joace!<\/p>\n

\u015ei adormi\u0163i-i, seara, cu pove\u015fti!<\/p>\n

Doar ele fac, pe lumea rece, pace,<\/p>\n

\u015ei-n ele, viu r\u0103m\u00e2i, chiar de nu e\u015fti\u2026<\/p>\n

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C\u00c2NTECUL SPR\u00c2NCENATULUI<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Nimeni nu o s\u0103 v\u0103 taie<\/p>\n

M\u0103r\u0103cini crescu\u0163i de ploaie<\/p>\n

La morm\u00e2ntul din noroaie.<\/p>\n

Mie, mi-au t\u0103iat, \u00een dar.<\/p>\n

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Nimeni nu o s\u0103 v\u0103 pun\u0103<\/p>\n

Lum\u00e2narea, ca arvun\u0103,<\/p>\n

Pentru inima cea bun\u0103.<\/p>\n

Mie, mi-au aprins-o, iar.<\/p>\n

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Nimeni nu o s\u0103 v\u0103 lase<\/p>\n

10 bani, dou\u0103 foloase,<\/p>\n

Pentru sufletul din oase.<\/p>\n

Mie, mi i-au dat, s\u0103 ar.<\/p>\n

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Nimeni nu o s\u0103 se-ncurce<\/p>\n

S\u0103 v\u0103 pun\u0103 l\u00e2ng\u0103 cruce<\/p>\n

1 leu vechi, ca s\u0103 v\u0103 urce \u2013<\/p>\n

Mie, mi l-au dat, s\u0103 sar.<\/p>\n

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De aceea, foc mi-e, iat\u0103,<\/p>\n

Cum e lacrima mea, toat\u0103,<\/p>\n

Toat\u0103 \u0163ara minunat\u0103,<\/p>\n

Din hotar, p\u00e2n\u0103-n hotar \u2013<\/p>\n

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\u015ei cine mi-a dat, s\u0103-mi deie,<\/p>\n

Deie-i Dumnezeu, s\u0103 ieie<\/p>\n

Lumea toat\u0103, de femeie,<\/p>\n

S\u0103 \u00eei nasc\u0103-o epopee,<\/p>\n

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Din Hristosul ei, stelar,<\/p>\n

\u015ei M\u0103icu\u0163a lui, cu har,<\/p>\n

\u015ei din tine, Dumnezee\u2026<\/p>\n

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C\u00c2NTECUL SERPENTINEI<\/strong><\/strong><\/p>\n

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\u00cen Turnul Londrei, l\u00e2ng\u0103 strada mea,<\/p>\n

St\u0103tea o Serpentin\u0103, \u015fi fuma \u2013<\/p>\n

Cu ochii verzi-alba\u015ftri, Oceanid\u0103,<\/p>\n

Ca o icoan\u0103 neagr\u0103, \u00een firid\u0103,<\/p>\n

Cu fa\u0163a aurie, de m\u0103slin,<\/p>\n

\u015ei un regal, pe umeri \u2013 blond \u2013 de vin \u2013<\/p>\n

Egreta m\u00e2inii ei, cu fibre lungi,<\/p>\n

\u0162inea s\u0103geata viselor prelungi,<\/p>\n

Anselmus o privea, cum tot tr\u0103gea<\/p>\n

Din amfora-i \u00een p\u00e2rg,\u00a0 s\u0103ge\u0163i, \u00een ea \u2013<\/p>\n

Din turn, de jos, t\u00e2\u015fneau ca dou\u0103 vele<\/p>\n

Cor\u0103bii navig\u00e2nd spre taine grele,<\/p>\n

\u015ei-a\u015f fi privit-o mult, \u015fi dup\u0103 moarte,<\/p>\n

Dar ea fuma, din toamn\u0103, mai departe –<\/p>\n

\u015ei nu aveam nimic , nici eu, s\u0103-i spun,<\/p>\n

Ca un Anselmus, dup\u0103 ea, nebun \u2013<\/p>\n

S-o \u0163inem am\u00e2ndoi, s\u0103 nu se piard\u0103,<\/p>\n

A\u015fa gr\u0103bit, \u00een cea\u0163a grea –\u00a0 de\u00a0 iarn\u0103\u2026<\/p>\n

C\u0103 revine.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Liviu-Florian<\/strong> JIANU<\/strong><\/p>\n

Craiova<\/strong><\/p>\n

februarie 2015<\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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