{"id":22078,"date":"2015-03-21T12:27:49","date_gmt":"2015-03-21T12:27:49","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/?p=22078"},"modified":"2015-03-21T12:28:35","modified_gmt":"2015-03-21T12:28:35","slug":"emilia-tutuianu","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/2015\/03\/21\/emilia-tutuianu\/","title":{"rendered":"Emilia \u021au\u021buianu: De ziua poeziei"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Revenire<\/strong><\/p>\n

Cuprind \u00een bra\u0163e c\u0103ldura verii
\n\u015fi-n suflet vreau s-o str\u00e2ng
\npentru tine, c\u00e2nd vei veni..
\nSingur\u0103tatea, viclean\u0103 vietate,
\nsfid\u00e2ndu-m\u0103 du\u015fm\u0103nos, m\u0103 privea\u2026
\nM\u0103 ghemuiesc \u00een mine, obosit\u0103;
\n\u015ei adun \u00een bra\u0163ele ce-mi flutur\u0103 \u00een v\u00e2nt,
\namintirile r\u0103mase, din alt timp.
\nInima se deschide ca o rodie,
\nCu pic\u0103turi ro\u015fii, ce se-amestec\u0103
\ncu scurgerea hain\u0103 a Timpului,
\ncu nisipul lucrurilor pierdute,
\ncu osteneala trupului zbuciumat,
\ncu ar\u015fi\u0163a febrei\u2026ce m\u0103 devor\u0103<\/p>\n

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NOSTALGIE<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Ea trece pe strad\u0103 f\u0103c\u00e2nd pa\u015fii mici
\n\u015fi simte \u00een ceaf\u0103, \u00een spate, pe-obraz,
\nprivirile celor ce grav o condamn\u0103:
\n\u201eP\u0103r verde?!\u2026P\u0103r verde?!\u2026
\ns-aude ecoul.<\/p>\n

Ea merge \u00eenainte \u2013
\n\u015fi v\u00e2ntul pribeag \u00eei m\u00e2ng\u00e2ie p\u0103rul\u2026
\n\u201e-Ce verde \u00eenchis!?\u2026E p\u0103durea?!
\nuimit \u00ee\u015fi pune-ntrebarea..
\nIar fata, \u00eencet \u00eei \u015fopte\u015fte:
\n\u201e-P\u0103durea e-n sufletul meu,
\nmi-e dor de p\u0103dure \u015fi nu pot s\u0103 o v\u0103d,
\n\u015fi numai suflarea ta \u015ftie s\u0103 m\u00e2ng\u00e2ie,
\nP\u0103durea din p\u0103rul meu.\u201d<\/p>\n

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SALCIA<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Pletoas\u0103, g\u00e2nditoare , cu pleoapele \u00eenchise
\n\u015ei v\u00e2ntul dezmerd\u00e2ndu-i faldurile grele,
\nPe malul solitar al unui r\u00e2u r\u0103mase,
\nO salcie pletoas\u0103, sub cerul plin de stele.<\/p>\n

Era sublim sub lun\u0103, c\u00e2nd briza ne cuprinse,
\nCu bra\u0163ele ei grele de frunze \u015fi-nfloriri\u2026
\nNe-nfior\u0103 tainic de amintiri apuse,
\n\u015ei-n oglinda apei se-apleac\u0103 murmur\u00e2nd:
\nTu la izvor, Eu la v\u0103rsare
\nne leg\u0103n\u0103m cu vise \u015fi iubiri,
\n.. cuprin\u015fi de neuitare!<\/p>\n

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JOC<\/strong><\/p>\n

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De mic\u0103, am visat s\u0103 merg pe valul apei \u00eenspumat,
\nS-adun \u00een ochi mi\u015fcarea lui \u015fi reflectarea cerului,
\nS\u0103 simt r\u0103coare-i la picioare,
\nS\u0103 simt c\u0103-ntregul corp m\u0103 doare.<\/p>\n

\u015ei \u00eentr-o zi\u2026<\/p>\n

Priveam la droaia de copii care c\u00e2ntau voios, s\u0103reau
\n\u015ei pietricele zv\u00e2rlite departe, pe mal adunau
\nErau zeci, sute \u015fi mii
\n\u015fi albe \u015fi negre, maro, cenu\u015fii,
\nDreptunghiuri, triunghiuri, p\u0103trate \u015fi sfere
\nVenind de departe, vorbind de alte ere.<\/p>\n

***<\/p>\n

M-am aplecat \u015fi-am str\u00e2ns \u015fi eu\u2026
\nLe-am a\u015fezat chiar la uscat,
\nLe-am ridicat \u015fi m-am jucat
\nZv\u00e2rlind \u00een sus pe r\u00e2nd, mereu,
\nUna, dou\u0103, trei, patru\u2026dar au picat
\nDin nou \u00een praf. S-au murd\u0103rit!
\n\u015ei-atunci iar\u0103\u015fi am pornit
\nPe prundul aspru s\u0103 g\u0103sesc
\nDoar pietre albe, negre, maro \u015fi cenu\u015fii\u2026<\/p>\n

***<\/p>\n

Trecut-au anii\u2026Te-nt\u00e2lnii pe malul apei argintii
\nEram ca doi \u00eendr\u0103gosti\u0163i, ce-nl\u0103n\u0163ui\u0163i
\nMergeam \u00eencet, c\u0103lc\u00e2nd u\u015for,
\nNisipul ridic\u00e2nd \u00een zbor,
\nDar, deodat\u0103 am sim\u0163it intr\u00e2nd \u00een t\u0103lpi
\nprundi\u015ful galben-cenu\u015fiu,
\n\u015ei am strigat, ca \u015fi atunci c\u00e2nd pietricele azv\u00e2rleam
\n\u00cen apa \u00een care m\u0103 sc\u0103ldam;
\n\u00cennebunit\u0103 am \u0163ipat: Sunte\u0163i aici? Nu m-a\u0163i uitat?<\/p>\n

\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026..<\/p>\n

Le-am str\u00e2ns apoi pe toate-n m\u00e2ini
\nalbe \u015fi negre, maro \u015fi cenu\u015fii,
\nDreptunghiuri, triunghiuri, p\u0103trate \u015fi sfere,
\nVenind de departe, vorbind de alte ere.<\/p>\n

***
\nStr\u00e2ngeam, str\u00e2ngeam \u015fi trupul mi-l sim\u0163eam
\nPlin de fiori \u015fi de durere\u2026
\nDar nu \u0163ipam; ci iar str\u00e2ngeam,
\nMai tare, tot mai tare vream\u2026<\/p>\n

***
\n\u015ei s\u00e2ngele sim\u0163eam c\u0103-mi fierbe,
\nCeream ceva \u015fi nu \u015ftiam
\nC\u0103-n m\u00e2ini s-a pl\u0103m\u0103dit durere \u015fi pl\u0103cere,
\n\u015ei pietrele-mi intrau \u00een piele iar
\ns\u00e2ngele curgea \u015fuvoi\u2026
\nIar m\u00e2inile lipsite de via\u0163\u0103 \u015fi moi
\nse desf\u0103cur\u0103 \u00eencet, pe r\u00e2nd,
\nca \u015fi o vorb\u0103 dintr-un g\u00e2nd.
\nPe degete, s\u00e2ngele-mi f\u0103cuse inele
\niar ele, sfintele pietricele,
\nDreptunghiuri, triunghiuri, p\u0103trate \u015fi sfere
\nVenind de departe, vorbind de alte ere,
\nNu mai erau: albe, negre, maro, cenu\u015fii
\nCi ro\u015fu aprins, cu pete aurii
\n\u015ei-n m\u00e2ini parc\u0103 aveam zeci, sute, f\u0103clii.<\/p>\n

***
\nPioas\u0103, genunchii i-am pus pe p\u0103m\u00e2nt
\n\u015ei ochii \u015fi fa\u0163a \u015fi gura-mi rosteau \u00een cuv\u00e2nt
\n\u201eCe-amarnic\u0103-i truda!\u2026
\nDar, iar am plecat pe malul apei \u00eenspumat
\nPietricele s-adun: albe \u015fi negre, maro, cenu\u015fii
\nS\u0103 le dau str\u0103lucirea, s\u0103 le fac ro\u015fii-aurii\u2026.<\/p>\n

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VISUL MEU<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Tu cau\u0163i aur,
\nEu caut armonie \u2013
\nLa fel de n\u0103prasnic, c\u0103ut\u0103m
\nAm\u00e2ndoi.<\/p>\n

Visul, f\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103-mi r\u0103spund\u0103 acum,
\nSe-ascunde sub perna nop\u0163ii,
\n\u015ei-l leg\u0103n, pe \u015foptite, l-adun \u2013
\nS\u0103-l d\u0103rui mai t\u00e2rziu vie\u0163ii.<\/p>\n

Tu cau\u0163i aur,
\nEu caut armonie!
\nN\u0103prasnici suntem,
\nAm\u00e2ndoi.<\/p>\n

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ACCEPTARE<\/strong><\/p>\n

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\u00cen intervale de ani
\ntipicul Vis se repet\u0103,
\n\u015fi-ntr-o lume paralel\u0103,
\ncu umerii pleca\u0163i p\u0103\u015fesc
\npotrivindu-mi pa\u015fii
\ncu t\u0103cerea din regresul cuvintelor\u2026<\/p>\n

Un v\u00e2nt pribeag m\u0103 poart\u0103
\npeste p\u0103m\u00e2ntul verde,
\nz\u0103mislitor de via\u0163\u0103
\n\u015fi-n m\u00e2ini cuprind \u00eenfiorat\u0103
\nizvoarele cu ap\u0103 cristalin\u0103
\n\u00een care m\u0103 privesc ca-ntr-oglind\u0103\u2026
\nA\u015ftept \u015fi Tac,
\nPl\u00e2ng \u015fi Z\u00e2mbesc
\n\u2026Tr\u0103iesc!<\/p>\n

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Emilia \u0162u\u0163uianu<\/strong><\/p>\n

Grafica Iosif Haidu<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Revenire Cuprind \u00een bra\u0163e c\u0103ldura verii \u015fi-n suflet vreau s-o str\u00e2ng pentru tine, c\u00e2nd vei veni.. Singur\u0103tatea, viclean\u0103 vietate, sfid\u00e2ndu-m\u0103 [&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-22078","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-articole"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/22078","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=22078"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/22078\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":22081,"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/22078\/revisions\/22081"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=22078"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=22078"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=22078"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}