{"id":30265,"date":"2017-05-30T15:45:52","date_gmt":"2017-05-30T15:45:52","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/?p=30265"},"modified":"2017-05-30T15:45:52","modified_gmt":"2017-05-30T15:45:52","slug":"vasilica-grigoras-poduri-lirice-poetical-bridges-poeme-bilingve","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/2017\/05\/30\/vasilica-grigoras-poduri-lirice-poetical-bridges-poeme-bilingve\/","title":{"rendered":"Vasilica Grigora\u0219: Poduri lirice – Poetical Bridges (poeme bilingve)"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"\"<\/a>Vasilica Grigora\u015f s-a n\u0103scut \u00een 1951, \u00een Rom\u00e2nia. Absolvent\u0103 a\u00a0Facult\u0103\u0163ii de Filosofie, Universitatea \u201eAl. I. Cuza”, Ia\u015fi. A lucrat ca profesor de filosofie \u015fi bibliotecar. Vasilica locuie\u015fte \u00een Vaslui, Rom\u00e2nia. A publicat eseuri, impresii de c\u0103l\u0103torie, medalioane, cronici literare \u00een publica\u0163ii periodice din Rom\u00e2nia, SUA, Canada, Australia \u015fi Germania.<\/p>\n

\u00cen 2001, a publicat prima sa carte, Fragmente de spiritualitate rom\u00e2neasc\u0103, dup\u0103 care alte zece\u00a0c\u0103r\u0163i de poezie, povestiri pentru copii, eseuri au v\u0103zut lumina tiparului.<\/p>\n

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Din 2012 face parte din mi\u015fcarea haijinilor din Rom\u00e2nia ob\u0163in\u00e2nd mai multe premii na\u0163ionale, crea\u0163ia ei fiind inclus\u0103 \u00een c\u00e2teva volume colective. \u00cen 2013, Vasilica a petrecut trei luni \u00een Noua Zeeland\u0103, invitat\u0103 de Valentina Teclici, coleg\u0103 de facultate \u015fi prietena ei de-o via\u0163\u0103. \u00cen 2015, a publicat \u201eOd\u0103 prieteniei, Jurnal de c\u0103l\u0103torie \u00een Noua Zeeland\u0103\u201d.<\/p>\n

\u00cen 2016 a publicat \u201eStarea vremii azi: senryu\u201d \u0219i \u201eDoar cu pana inimii: tanka – Only with the pen of the soul-tanka\u201d ultima \u00een edi\u0163ie biligv\u0103, \u00eentr-o traducere de excep\u0163ie f\u0103cut\u0103 de fiica ei, Alina Grigora\u015f, ziarist\u0103 \u015fi scriitoare, care a mo\u015ftenit talentul mamei.<\/p>\n

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Vasilica m\u0103rturise\u015fte:<\/p>\n

\u201eDup\u0103 ce-am vizitat Noua Zeeland\u0103, sunt convins\u0103 c\u0103 este patria diversit\u0103\u0163ii, multiculturalismului \u015fi-a orizonturilor deschise. M\u0103 simt onorat\u0103 s\u0103 fac parte dintr-un proiect bilingv comun, \u015fi folosesc acest prilej s\u0103 urez poe\u0163ilor neozeelandezi inspira\u0163ie infinit\u0103, astfel \u00eenc\u00e2t opera lor s\u0103 fie cunoscut\u0103 \u015fi recunoscut\u0103 \u00een \u00eentreaga lume\u201d.<\/p>\n

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Vasilica Grigora\u015f was born in Romania in 1951. Graduated from the Faculty of Philosophy, Alexandru Ioan Cuza University in Ia\u015fi. She worked as a teacher and librarian. Vasilica lives in Vaslui, Romania.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

She has published essays, travel impressions, short prose, chronicles in various publications in Romania, USA, Canada, Australia and Germany. In 2001, she published her first book, Romanian Spirituality Excerpts, and has since published another ten books including poetry, children books and essays. <\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

She has been part of the haijin movement in Romania since 2012, winning various national prizes, her work being included in several volumes. In 2013, Vasilica spent three months in New Zealand, invited by Valentina Teclici, her university colleague and lifelong friend. In 2015 she published Ode to Friendship, Travel Journal in New Zealand.<\/em><\/p>\n

In 2016 she published the collection The Weather Forecast Today: senryu and Only with the pen of the soul-tanka, the last one, a bilingual edition, this work having been translated by her daughter Alina Grigora\u015f, writer and journalist, who inherited her mother\u2019s talent.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

Vasilica comments: <\/em>\u2018<\/em>After visiting New Zealand, I am convinced that it is the land of diversity, of multiculturalism and of open horizons. I feel honored to be part of this joint billingual project and I want to use this opportunity to wish boundless inspiration to the New Zealand poets so that their work can be known and recognised worldwide.\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n

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***<\/p>\n

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MOMENTE DE R\u00c3GAZ\u00a0: HAIKU <\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

ogor p\u00e2rjolit \u2013<\/p>\n

de-o vreme \u00een vechiul jgheab<\/p>\n

nicio stea tremur\u00e2nd<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

***<\/p>\n

o iarn\u0103 lung\u0103 –<\/p>\n

privirea tatei prins\u0103-n<\/p>\n

f\u00eenarul tot mai gol<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

***<\/p>\n

crengi cu m\u0103ce\u015fe \u2013<\/p>\n

alte coroane de spini<\/p>\n

pe troi\u0163a veche<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

***<\/p>\n

\u015ecoala de Belle-Arte \u2013<\/p>\n

frunza cap de afi\u015f pe<\/p>\n

\u015fevaletul\u00a0 toamnei<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

***<\/p>\n

tata la oaste \u2013<\/p>\n

mama \u00eentinde r\u0103zboiul<\/p>\n

urzind timpul<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

MOMENTS OF RESPITE: HAIKU <\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

scorched field \u2013<\/em><\/p>\n

for a while in the old gutter<\/em><\/p>\n

no star is trembling<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

***<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

a long winter –<\/em><\/p>\n

father’s gaze caught in<\/em><\/p>\n

the hay storage even more empty. <\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

***<\/em><\/p>\n

rosehip branches –<\/em><\/p>\n

other crowns of thorns<\/em><\/p>\n

on the old crucifix<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

***<\/em><\/p>\n

School of Fine Arts –<\/em><\/p>\n

leaf headline on<\/em><\/p>\n

autumn\u2019s easel<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

***<\/em><\/p>\n

dad in the army –<\/em><\/p>\n

mother sets the handloom<\/em><\/p>\n

weaving the time<\/em><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

***<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

cercuri pereche \u2013<\/p>\n

stropi de ploaie dans\u00e2nd step<\/p>\n

pe luciul apei<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

***<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

indiscre\u0163ie-<\/p>\n

\u00een miez de noapte luna<\/p>\n

printre pomii goi<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

***<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

valuri spre \u0163\u0103rm \u2013<\/p>\n

tot mai mult luna plin\u0103<\/p>\n

de scoici goale<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

***<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

plas\u0103 de n\u0103vod \u2013<\/p>\n

soare adus la lumin\u0103-n<\/p>\n

urechea m\u0103rii<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

***<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

moment de r\u0103gaz \u2013<\/p>\n

ascult\u00e2nd \u00een t\u0103cere<\/p>\n

povestea m\u0103rii<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

2015-2016<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

***<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

circles pair –<\/em><\/p>\n

rain drops dancing step <\/em><\/p>\n

on the water\u2019s shiny surface\u00a0 <\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

***<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

indiscretion –<\/em><\/p>\n

in the middle of the night, the Moon<\/em><\/p>\n

amongst the naked trees<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

***\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/em><\/p>\n

waves toward the shore –<\/em><\/p>\n

increasingly a full moon<\/em><\/p>\n

of empty shells<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

***<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

trawl net –<\/em><\/p>\n

the Sun brought to light<\/em><\/p>\n

into the ear of the sea<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

***<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

moment of respite –<\/em><\/p>\n

listening in silence<\/em><\/p>\n

the sea\u2019s story<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

2015-2016<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

SUB O BUCAT\u00c3 DE CER <\/strong><\/p>\n

(TANKA) <\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Stelele clipesc<\/p>\n

d\u0103ruind lumii-n noapte<\/p>\n

calde-mbr\u0103\u0163i\u015f\u0103ri \u2013<\/p>\n

nici \u00eenceput nici sf\u00e2r\u015fit<\/p>\n

simpl\u0103 eternitate<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

***<\/p>\n

R\u00e2uri se retrag<\/p>\n

printre copaci solitari-n<\/p>\n

sunetul lirei \u2013<\/p>\n

cu sclipire \u00een priviri<\/p>\n

m\u0103-mb\u0103iez \u00een asfin\u0163it<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

***<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

De diminea\u0163\u0103<\/p>\n

pe \u0163\u0103rmuri dep\u0103rtate<\/p>\n

castel de nisip –<\/p>\n

doar casa p\u0103rinteasc\u0103<\/p>\n

se scald\u0103 \u00een lumin\u0103<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

***<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

St\u00e2nd de veghe<\/p>\n

sub o bucat\u0103 de cer<\/p>\n

trezesc t\u0103cerea \u2013<\/p>\n

m\u0103 eliberez de frici<\/p>\n

\u015fi-arunc vorbele \u00een v\u00e2nt<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

UNDER A PIECE OF SKY<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

(TANKA)<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

The stars twinkle<\/em><\/p>\n

giving hot hugs <\/em><\/p>\n

to the world in night –<\/em><\/p>\n

neither beginning nor end<\/em><\/p>\n

simple eternity<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

***<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

Rivers retire<\/em><\/p>\n

amongst solitary trees<\/em><\/p>\n

in lira\u2019s sound –<\/em><\/p>\n

with twinkle in my eyes<\/em><\/p>\n

I\u2019m bathing into sunset.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

***<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

In the morning<\/em><\/p>\n

on distant shores<\/em><\/p>\n

a sand castle –<\/em><\/p>\n

only the parental home<\/em><\/p>\n

bathes in the light<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

***<\/em><\/p>\n

Sitting vigil<\/em><\/p>\n

under a piece of heaven<\/em><\/p>\n

I wake up the silence –<\/em><\/p>\n

I let go of fears<\/em><\/p>\n

and talk nonsense.<\/em><\/p>\n

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

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