{"id":26391,"date":"2016-06-06T17:39:35","date_gmt":"2016-06-06T17:39:35","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/?p=26391"},"modified":"2016-06-06T17:39:35","modified_gmt":"2016-06-06T17:39:35","slug":"ana-urma-%e2%80%93-%e2%80%9etrepte-spre-lumina%e2%80%9d-in-%e2%80%9edoar-cu-pana-inimii-tanka%e2%80%9d-de-vasilica-grigoras","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/2016\/06\/06\/ana-urma-%e2%80%93-%e2%80%9etrepte-spre-lumina%e2%80%9d-in-%e2%80%9edoar-cu-pana-inimii-tanka%e2%80%9d-de-vasilica-grigoras\/","title":{"rendered":"Ana Urma \u2013 \u201eTrepte spre lumin\u0103\u201d \u00een \u201eDoar cu pana inimii: tanka\u201d de Vasilica Grigora\u015f"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Orice carte d\u0103ruit\u0103 implic\u0103, convingerea autorului c\u0103 meri\u0163i s\u0103 fii p\u0103rta\u015ful celor ce-au fost scrise \u00eentre cele dou\u0103 coperte, s\u0103 empatizezi cu st\u0103rile sale, s\u0103 te miri, s\u0103 te bucuri de la o pagin\u0103 la alta, s\u0103-l descoperi \u015fi s\u0103-i descifrezi coordonatele interioare. Este ca o invita\u0163ie \u00een sanctuarul secret al crea\u0163iei, \u00een care oglinzile scrisului ne vor dezv\u0103lui \u00eenc\u0103 o fa\u0163\u0103 a sa, p\u00e2n\u0103 acum ne\u015ftiut\u0103. A\u015fadar, sunt \u00een posesia manuscrisului, viitoare carte Doar cu pana inimii<\/em><\/strong>, poeme tanka, autor\u00a0 Vasilica Grigora\u015f, editura PIM, 2016, edi\u0163ie bilingv\u0103, rom\u00e2n\u0103-englez\u0103, \u00een traducerea Alinei Lavinia Grigora\u015f. Structurat\u0103 \u00eentr-o manier\u0103 neconven\u0163ional\u0103 \u015fi original\u0103, cartea ne invit\u0103 \u00eentr-o c\u0103l\u0103torie spiritual\u0103, pe vertical\u0103 a\u015f spune, o piramid\u0103 \u00een opt trepte, pe fiecare treapt\u0103 primenindu-ne urcu\u015ful \u201etatami-ul\u201d frumoaselor poeme, miniaturi concentrate cu interpret\u0103ri multiple. Pornind de la observa\u0163ii exterioare, simple dar care provoac\u0103 \u00eentre\u00a0 spirit (kokoro) <\/strong>\u015fi <\/strong>g\u00e2nd (omoi) acea osmoz\u0103 poetic\u0103 ca \u00eentre om \u015fi natur\u0103, simpl\u0103 \u015fi de efect, specific\u0103 stampelor nipone, se rotunjesc filozofii de via\u0163\u0103 \u00een frumoase poeme.<\/p>\n

Tanka, poate unul dintre cele mai vechi genuri de poezie japonez\u0103, din care s-a desprins \u015fi haiku-ul,\u00a0 era apanajul unei clase sociale elevate, cult\u0103 \u015fi privilegiat\u0103. Prin\u0163i \u015fi prin\u0163ese cu pa\u015fii m\u0103run\u0163i, ghei\u015fe fermec\u0103toare \u00een kimonouri, cu evantaie \u015fi bro\u015fe \u00een p\u0103r, \u00ee\u015fi desenau \u015fi scriau astfel de poeme pe h\u00e2rtii de orez,\u00a0 pe suluri de m\u0103tase, \u00eentr-un alt timp, \u00eentr-un altfel de ritm, numai de ei \u015ftiut. \u015ei s\u0103 nu uit\u0103m de carnavaluri, teatrul umbrelor, ceremonia ceaiului, exotismul efemer al florii de cire\u015f (sakura), admira\u0163ia lor (hanami), al respectului fa\u0163\u0103 de natur\u0103, al adora\u0163iei fa\u0163\u0103 de imperiu sau farmecul schimb\u0103rii anotimpurilor. Maxima simplitate, delicate\u0163ea\u00a0\u00a0 \u015fi lirismul dar \u015fi puterea de sugestie a spiritului nipon ajung p\u00e2n\u0103 la noi nealterate \u00een poeme tanka, haiku, renga \u015fi haibun, pur \u015fi simplu vr\u0103jindu-ne \u015fi cucerindu-ne, gra\u0163ie unor poe\u0163i ca:\u00a0 Fujiwara no Teika, Matsuo Bash\u014d, Kobayashi Issa, Yosa Buson, <\/em>Masaoka Shiki dar \u015fi contemporani. La noi \u00een \u0163ar\u0103 inegalabilul \u015eerban Codrin, dar \u015fi Magdalena Dale, Maria Tirenescu. \u015ei, poate c\u0103, autoarea, cum singur\u0103 afirm\u0103 cu umor, \u00eentr-un interviu RO-KU, s\u0103 fi tr\u0103it \u00eentr-o alt\u0103 via\u0163\u0103 poezia armoniei, de ce nu?!! starea \u015fi filozofia zen nefiind \u00eent\u00e2mpl\u0103toare av\u00e2nd \u00een vedere\u00a0 studiile, formarea sa profesional\u0103 \u015fi voca\u0163ia filozofic\u0103, acest volum \u015fi nu numai.<\/p>\n

Vom \u00eent\u00e2lni pe parcursul lecturii\u00a0 procedeele stilistice proprii liricii nipone: paradoxul, antiteza, elipsa, poemele ating\u00e2ndu-\u015fi scopul, adic\u0103 s\u0103 spun\u0103 pu\u0163in \u015fi s\u0103 semnifice mult. Poemul tanka are dou\u0103 componente: versurile de sus (kami no ku),\u00a0 trei versuri 5-7-5 silabe, \u015fi cele de jos (shimo no ku),\u00a0 dou\u0103 versuri de 7-7 silabe, desp\u0103r\u0163ite de linioar\u0103 (cezura kireji), cele dou\u0103 p\u0103r\u0163i complet\u00e2ndu-se armonios.<\/p>\n

La baza piramidei se afl\u0103 Primenirea<\/em>, <\/em>fin <\/em>pres\u0103rat\u0103 cu umor, pentru ca urcu\u015ful, vorbeam mai sus de trepte, s\u0103 fie unul lin \u015fi pl\u0103cut: Fluturi bezmetici \/ c\u0103ut\u00e2ndu-\u015fi rostul \/ printre trandafiri \u2013 unii se-ndreapt\u0103 spre\u00a0 flori \/ \u00eens\u0103 al\u0163ii spre stomac<\/em>.<\/p>\n

Pentru Estivale <\/em>definitorie \u015fi esen\u0163ial\u0103 <\/em>este celebrarea anotimpului specific titlului,\u00a0 plin\u0103tatea naturii, d\u0103ruirea \u015fi rev\u0103rsarea frumuse\u0163ii \u00een ochii privitorului, iar spiritul ludic, ca \u00eentr-un joc,\u00a0 \u0163ine\u00a0 isonul naturii generoase cu firul g\u00e2ndului \u015fi imagina\u0163iei, pentru \u00eentregirea poemului, ca aici: \u00cen zorii zilei \/ paji\u015ftea plin\u0103 de flori \u2013 \u00een zborul lui \/ \u015fi cucul a amu\u0163it \/ v\u0103z\u00e2nd\u00a0 s\u00e2nzienele.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00cen Melancolii<\/em> frecvente sunt umbrele, b\u0103tr\u00e2nul cocor, singur\u0103tatea, frunzele c\u0103z\u00e2nd, amintirile, toate fiind ipostaze succesive ale marii treceri prin toamna vie\u0163ii \/ r\u0103sfoind cartea verii \/.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/em>Florile iernii sunt nelipsite \u00een Armonii de Cle\u015ftar<\/em>, gerul nu va \u015ftirbi frumuse\u0163ea poemelor, vor str\u0103luci \u00een lumina z\u0103pezii ca \u015fi g\u00e2ndul din care izvor\u0103sc: Iarna s\u0103dind \/ flori de ghea\u0163\u0103 \u00een geam \/ \u015fi bujori \u00een obraji \u2013 \u015fi soarele p\u0103le\u015fte \/\u00a0 de-at\u00e2ta frumuse\u0163e.<\/em><\/p>\n

Pe treapta\u00a0 Iubiri\u00a0 <\/em>cuvintele se a\u015faz\u0103 \u00een forma poemelor controlate doar de ceea ce\u00a0 c\u0103ldura inimii imagineaz\u0103, tr\u0103iri ordon\u00e2ndu-se aproape cronologic. Vom \u00eent\u00e2lni iubirea din pruncie fa\u0163\u0103 de bunici, p\u0103rin\u0163i, apoi primii fiori: \u015foapta dulce r\u0103zbate-n \/ dialogul ochilor; <\/em>\u00eendr\u0103gostirea: Primul vis din an \u2013 m\u0103 oglindesc \u00een seninul \/ din ochii t\u0103i dragi \/ cucerind\u00a0 \u00eempreun\u0103 \/ cerul plin cu stele; <\/em>autoarea nu uit\u0103 s\u0103 ne aminteasc\u0103 de \u00een\u0163elepciune \u015fi <\/em>\u00a0iubirea divin\u0103: Plimbarea \u00een parc \u2013 din pruncie p\u00e2n\u0103 la ad\u00e2nci b\u0103tr\u00e2ne\u0163i \/ e-o rodnic\u0103 lectur\u0103\u00a0 \/ despre iubirea vie\u0163ii.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Urmeaz\u0103\u00a0 Introspec\u0163ii<\/em>, cea mai consistent\u0103 parte a c\u0103r\u0163ii, ca num\u0103r de poeme dar \u015fi ca mesaj. Toate poemele au o not\u0103 voit ascendent\u0103, vorbesc despre tr\u0103iri l\u0103untrice, aspira\u0163ii, elanuri, despre amintirea zborului \u00eenscris \u00een fiin\u0163\u0103, \u00eentr-un cuv\u00e2nt, focul ve\u015fnic, sinele: ex Corabia vie\u0163ii \/ h\u0103l\u0103duind pe valuri \u2013 \u00eengenunchind \/ deschid inima spre Cer \/ s\u0103 p\u0103trund\u0103 lumina<\/em>;\u00a0 sau C\u0103ut\u00e2nd\u00a0 calea \/ alerg u\u015for tremur\u00e2nd\u00a0 \u2013\u00a0 speran\u0163a m-ajut\u0103 \/ s-aud iarba cum cre\u015fte-n \/ tainic murmur de izvor<\/em>.<\/p>\n

Cum altfel dac\u0103 nu cu r\u0103bdare ajungem\u00a0 la \u00a0Florile N\u0103dejdii<\/em>, un grupaj de poeme, care vorbesc despre pio\u015fenie, cu privirea a\u0163intit\u0103 spre t\u0103riile cerului: preg\u0103tindu-ne \/ de-nviere prin moarte \/ spre t\u0103cerea albastr\u0103<\/em>, despre binecuv\u00e2ntare \u015fi credin\u0163\u0103. \u015ei poemul, a\u015f spune de suflet al autoarei:<\/p>\n

Noaptea a\u015fterne<\/em><\/p>\n

pagini albe \u00een calea <\/em><\/p>\n

pa\u015filor timizi \u2013<\/em><\/p>\n

doar cu pana inimii<\/em><\/p>\n

scriu poezia vie\u0163ii<\/em><\/p>\n

Penultimul vers d\u00e2nd \u015fi titlul c\u0103r\u0163ii.<\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Pe ultima treapt\u0103, denumit\u0103\u00a0 La izvorul neamului<\/em>, numit\u0103 de mine\u00a0 <\/em>cea a \u00cen\u0103l\u0163\u0103rii, se reg\u0103sesc poemele de mul\u0163umire \u015fi recuno\u015ftin\u0163\u0103, cuvintele \u015fi limpezimea imaginii urm\u0103rindu-ne \u015fi dup\u0103 lectur\u0103. Ex. Pe vechiul sipet \/ st\u0103 cartea de c\u0103p\u0103t\u00e2i \u2013 doar \u00een lumin\u0103 \/ \u00eenv\u0103\u0163\u0103m alfabetul \/ de aur al iubirii.<\/em><\/p>\n

Am parcurs volumul structurat inedit \u00een cele opt p\u0103r\u0163i, cu onoarea \u015fi aten\u0163ia pe care o merit\u0103 munca de crea\u0163ie \u015fi cunoa\u015ftere a valorii cuv\u00e2ntului scris, tandru atins nu numai de pana inimii<\/em> dar \u015fi de senin\u0103tatea \u015fi echilibrul interior al autoarei, Vasilica Grigora\u015f. M-am pierdut \u015fi reg\u0103sit \u00een lectura acestei c\u0103r\u0163i, cu bucuria\u00a0 recunoa\u015fterii unui gen de poezie drag mie, c\u0103l\u0103uz\u0103 fiindu-mi imaginile, ideile, tr\u0103irile, d\u0103ruirea, caracteristice autoarei \u015fi universului ei inefabil.<\/p>\n

\n

Ana Urma<\/p>\n

Vaslui, 10.01.2016<\/p>\n

Steps up the light<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n

Any dedicated book implies the author\u2019s conviction that you deserve to take a share in the things written between the two covers, to empathize with his feelings, to wonder, to enjoy any word from one page to another, to discover the author and to decode his inner coordinates. It\u2019s like an invitation to the creation\u2019s secret sanctuary, where the mirrors of the writing will reveal one more face of his, unknown so far. Therefore, I came into the possession of the manuscript, the future book \u201eOnly with the pen of the soul\u201d, tanka poems, author Vasilica Grigora\u015f, \u00a0PIM Publishing House, 2016, bilingual edition, Romanian-English, translated by Alina Lavinia Grigora\u015f.<\/p>\n

Built in an unconventional and original way, the book invites us to a spiritual trip, I would say vertically, a pyramid on eight levels; on each level the uprise of the beautiful poems\u2019 \u201etatami\u201d is refreshing us, like some thumbnails focused with multiple interpretations. Starting from exterior observations, simple but which stir between spirit (kokoro) and thought (omoi) that poetic osmosis like between man and nature, a simple, dramatic osmosis, typical to the Nipon plates, life philosophies are rounding out in beautiful poems.<\/p>\n

Tanka, maybe one of the oldest types of Japanese poetry, where haiku also came off, is the appanage of an elevated social class, cultivated and privileged.<\/p>\n

Princes and princesses with mincing steps, charming geishas wearing kimonos, fans and brooches in their hair, used to draw and write such poems on rice papers, on silk bundles, in another time, in a different kind of rhythm, known only by them.<\/p>\n

Let\u2019s not forget about carnivals, the theatre of shadows, the tea ceremony, the fugitive exotism of the cherry blooms (sakura), their admiration (hanami) and respect to nature, adoration to the empire or the charm of the season shift.<\/p>\n

The maximum simplicity, the delicacy and lyrism, but also the power of suggestion of the Nipon spirit come to us unspoiled in tanka, haiku, renga and haibun poems, just charming and conquering us, due to such poets like Fujiwara no Teika, Matsuo Bash\u014d, Kobayashi Issa, Yosa Buson, <\/em>Masaoka Shiki, but also contemporaries.<\/p>\n

In our country, there is the unique \u015eerban Codrin, but also Magdalena Dale, Maria Tirenescu. And maybe the auhor, like she is stating in a RO-KUinterview, might have lived the harmony poetry in another life, why not?!! The zen state and philosophy are not coincidental in this volume, considering her studies, her philosophic professional training and vocation.<\/p>\n

We shall meet during the reading several tropes typical to the Nipon lyrics: the paradox, antithesis, ellipse, with the poems achieving their purpose, meaning to say less and signify more. Tanka poem has two components: the upper lines (kami no ku), three lines 5-7-5 syllables and the lower lines (shimo no ku), two lines of 7-7 syllables divided by the dash (cezura kireji), with the two parts harmoniusly complementing.<\/p>\n

At the bottom of the pyramid there is \u201eThe Instauration\u201d, gently sprinkled with humour so that the ascent, as I talked about paces above, should be an easy and pleasant one: Giddy butterflies \/ looking for their mission \/ amid roses- \/ some are heading to the flowers \/ but others to the stomach<\/em>.<\/p>\n

For the Summer-like ones<\/strong>, the celebration of the season from the title is defining and essential, the fullness of nature, the dedication and the effusion of the beauty in the looker\u2019s eyes, while the ludic spirit, like in a game, is making a pendant to the generous nature with the train of thought and of imagination to the replenishment of the poem, just like there: At down \/ the meadow full of flowers- \/ in its fly \/ the cuckoo \/ also stilled \/ seeing the bedstraw.<\/em><\/p>\n

In the Blues<\/strong>, the shadows, the old crane, loneliness, leaves falling down, memories are frequent, all of them being successive states of the great passing through the autumn of life \/ skimming the summer\u2019s book<\/em>.<\/p>\n

The flowers of winter could not miss in the Crystal Harmonies<\/strong>, the frost will not impinge on the beauty of the poems, they will shine in the snow\u2019s light like the thought where they are springing from: Winter sowing \/ ice flowers on the window and \/ rosy about the gills- <\/em>\/ <\/em>and the sun is fading <\/em>\/ <\/em>because such a beauty.<\/em><\/em><\/p>\n

On the Love<\/strong>\u2019s stairs the words are laying down in the guise of the poems controlled only by what the heart\u2019s warmth is imagining, with feelings ranking almost chronologically. We\u2019ll meet the love from the babyhood to grandparents, parents, then the first thrills: The first dream of the year- \/ I\u2019m\u00a0 mirroring in the azure\u00a0 \/ of your dear eyes \/ conquering together \/ the starlight sky<\/em>; the author doesn\u2019t forget to remind us of wisdom and divine love: The walk in the park- \/ From babyhood until \/ great age\/is a fruitful reading <\/em>\/ <\/em>about the life\u2019s love<\/em>.<\/p>\n

Introspections <\/strong>chapter follows, the most consistent part of the book, in number of poems but also in message. All poems have a voluntarily upward note, talking about inner feelings, aspirations, zeals, about the memory of the flight enrolled in the existence, in one word, the eternal flame, the self: e.g. The life\u2019s ship \/ is haunting across the waves- \/ kneeling down \/ I open my heart to the Heaven <\/em>\/ <\/em>for the light to go in<\/em> or Searching for the way \/ I am running slightly trembling- \/ hope helps me \/ hear the grass growing in \/ covert spring murmur<\/em>.<\/p>\n

How else if not with patience we reach the Flowers of Hope<\/strong>, a group of poems talking about piousness, with the look on the strengths of the sky: getting us ready \/ for the resurrection through death \/ to the blue silence<\/em>, about blessing and faith. And the poem so dear to the author:<\/p>\n

The night lays<\/em><\/p>\n

white pages in the way<\/em><\/p>\n

of timid steps –<\/em><\/p>\n

only with the pen of the soul<\/em><\/p>\n

I am writing the poem of life<\/em><\/p>\n

The last but one rime is also borrowing the book\u2019stitle.<\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 On the last level, entitled At the Origin Spring<\/strong>, which I called the Resurrection one, there are gratitude poems, with the words and the brightness of image following us also after reading. E.g Leaning on the old coffer \/ the fundamental book- \/ only in the light \/ we learn the golden <\/em>\/ <\/em>alphabet of love.<\/em><\/p>\n

I read the volume orginally structured in eight parts with the honour and attention that the creation and knowledge work of the written word\u2019s value really deserve, a a loving word touched not only by the pen of the soul, but also by the serenity and the inner balance of the author, Vasilica Grigora\u015f. I lost and found myself while reading this book, with the happiness of a poetry genre so dear to me, with the images, ideas, feelings, dedication typical to the author and to her ineffable universe guiding me.<\/p>\n

\n

Ana Urma<\/p>\n

Vaslui, 10.01.2016<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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