{"id":30372,"date":"2017-06-05T14:51:28","date_gmt":"2017-06-05T14:51:28","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/?p=30372"},"modified":"2017-06-05T14:51:28","modified_gmt":"2017-06-05T14:51:28","slug":"ana-anton-poduri-lirice-poetical-bridges-poeme-bilingve","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/2017\/06\/05\/ana-anton-poduri-lirice-poetical-bridges-poeme-bilingve\/","title":{"rendered":"Ana Anton: Poduri lirice – Poetical bridges (poeme bilingve)"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"\"<\/a>Publicat\u0103 ini\u0163ial cu numele de Corcodel, n\u0103scut\u0103 la 25 iulie 1952, \u00een ora\u015ful Hu\u015fi, jude\u0163ul Vaslui, Ana Anton este o poet\u0103 de origine rom\u00e2n\u0103. Debuteaz\u0103 la Radio Ia\u015fi \u00een 1963 citind propriile crea\u0163ii. Anii 1967-1968 aduc bucuria primelor publica\u0163ii \u00een revistele \u015fcolare din Hu\u015fi \u015fi \u00een alte reviste din \u0163ar\u0103. \u00cen anii 1970, Ana se face remarcat\u0103, gra\u0163ie talentului s\u0103u oratoric, prin prezentarea de spectacole \u015fi participarea sa la Festivalul Umorului desf\u0103\u015furat la Vaslui. \u00cen aceea\u015fi ani particip\u0103 la diverse concursuri na\u0163ionale de poezie care \u00eei reveleaz\u0103 talentul \u015fi ob\u0163ine premii \u015fi medalii. Activitatea literar\u0103 devine din ce \u00een ce mai fervent\u0103 prin prezen\u0163a scrierilor ei \u00een antologii, culegeri colective precum \u015fi \u00een publica\u0163ii na\u0163ionale. \u00cen paralel e prezent\u0103 \u00een diferite cenacluri literar-artistice de renume precum: \u201eJunimea\u201d din Ia\u015fi, \u201eComentar\u201d\u00a0 \u015fi \u201eFlac\u0103ra\u201d din Bucure\u015fti. Crezul ei poetic graviteaz\u0103 \u00een jurul ideii c\u0103 poezia este o pre\u0163ioas\u0103 hain\u0103 de s\u0103rb\u0103toare a spiritului pe care o l\u0103s\u0103m mo\u015ftenire ca pe o rug\u0103.<\/p>\n

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Publica\u0163ii recente:<\/p>\n

Dialog, volum ce reune\u015fte poeziile celor dou\u0103 autoare: Ana Anton \u015fi Valentina Teclici, Editura Oscar Print, Bucure\u015fti, 2011. Ini\u0163iativa proiectului se datoreaz\u0103 Valentinei ca semn al prieteniei ce le leag\u0103 \u00eenc\u0103 din copil\u0103rie.<\/p>\n

Florilegiu Liric Vasluian, antologie, Editura Sfera, B\u00e2rlad, 2015.<\/p>\n

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Ana Anton, originally published under the name Corcodel, born on the 25th of July 1952 in Hu<\/em>\u0219<\/em>i, Vaslui County, is a Romanian poet. She made her debut at Radio Ia\u015fi in 1963 by reading her own work. The years 1967-1968 brought her the joy of her first publications in the school magazines in Hu<\/em>\u0219<\/em>i and other national magazines. In 1970, Ana stood out thanks to her oratorical talent by presenting performances and by her participation in the Humour Festival held in Vaslui. In the same year, Ana participated in various national poetry competitions that revealed her talent and got her awards and medals. The literary work becomes ever more fervent, her writing being published in anthologies, collections and in national publications. In parallel she is present in various famous literary and artistic circles such as: \u201cJunimea\u201d from Ia\u015fi, \u201cComentar\u201d and \u201cFlac\u0103ra\u201d from Bucharest. Her poetic creed revolves around the idea that poetry is a precious garment for celebrating the spirituality that is passed on as a prayer to the next generations.<\/em><\/p>\n

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Recent publications:<\/em><\/p>\n

Dialogue, Oscar Print Publishing House, Bucharest, 2011, collection which brings together poems from both authors Ana Anton and Valentina Teclici. Valentina had the initiative of this project as a sign of friendship which binds them since childhood.<\/em><\/p>\n

Florilegium Lyric Vasluian anthology, Sfera Publishing House, B\u00e2rlad, 2015.<\/em><\/p>\n

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DANS<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Nu e doar o \u00eent\u00e2mplare<\/p>\n

c\u0103 dans\u0103m pe ringul vie\u0163ii.<\/p>\n

Graiul dansului sculpteaz\u0103<\/p>\n

cu o dalt\u0103 nev\u0103zut\u0103<\/p>\n

s\u00e2ngele speran\u0163ei noastre.<\/p>\n

Pa\u015fi m\u0103run\u0163i sau uria\u015fi,<\/p>\n

zg\u00e2ria\u0163i de caldar\u00e2muri,<\/p>\n

ne \u00eenscriu \u00een traiectorii<\/p>\n

largi, \u00eenguste sau perfide<\/p>\n

unde nimeni nu tri\u015feaz\u0103<\/p>\n

dar se-aude cum respir\u0103<\/p>\n

p\u0103tima\u015f\u0103 \u2013 inima\u2026<\/p>\n

\u00cens\u0103 cum vom \u015fti s\u0103 ducem<\/p>\n

lutul adunat sub t\u0103lpi<\/p>\n

\u015fi pe unde va fi treapta<\/p>\n

care face diferen\u0163a<\/p>\n

\u00eentre-nvin\u015fi \u015fi-nving\u0103tori?<\/p>\n

Via\u0163\u0103, dans cu paparude<\/p>\n

\u015fi cu clovni ascun\u015fi sub m\u0103\u015fti,<\/p>\n

n-ai l\u0103sat pe nimeni singur<\/p>\n

\u00een aceast\u0103 clocotire.<\/p>\n

Via\u0163\u0103, dans nebun, s\u0103lbatic,<\/p>\n

curcubeu \u00eenvolburat,<\/p>\n

v\u00e2lv\u0103taie \u015fi iubire\u2026<\/p>\n

Via\u0163\u0103, ce ne-ai mai dansat!<\/p>\n

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DANCE <\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

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

It is not by chance<\/em><\/p>\n

that we dance on life\u2019s stage.<\/em><\/p>\n

The language of dance carves<\/em><\/p>\n

the blood of our hope<\/em><\/p>\n

with an unseen chisel.<\/em><\/p>\n

Small or giant steps<\/em><\/p>\n

scratched by roads\u2019 asphalt<\/em><\/p>\n

connect us to large, <\/em><\/p>\n

narrow or shifty trajectories<\/em><\/p>\n

where nobody cheats<\/em><\/p>\n

but we can hear how the heart<\/em><\/p>\n

is impetuously breathing\u2026<\/em><\/p>\n

How will we know<\/em><\/p>\n

to carry the clay<\/em><\/p>\n

gathered underneath our soles?<\/em><\/p>\n

and where will be the edge that<\/em><\/p>\n

makes the difference<\/em><\/p>\n

between losers and winners?<\/em><\/p>\n

Life, dance with puppets <\/em><\/p>\n

and clowns hidden behind masks,<\/em><\/p>\n

you never let anyone alone<\/em><\/p>\n

in this turmoil.<\/em><\/p>\n

Life, crazy, wild dance<\/em><\/p>\n

whirling rainbow,<\/em><\/p>\n

blaze and love\u2026\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/em><\/p>\n

Life, how you\u2019ve made us dance!<\/em><\/p>\n

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C\u00c3L\u00c3TORIE <\/strong><\/p>\n

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\u015ei \u00een frunze exist\u0103 \u0163\u0103r\u00e2n\u0103\u2026<\/p>\n

Uit\u0103-te-n jur:<\/p>\n

Toat\u0103 \u00eentinderea este n\u0103uc\u0103.<\/p>\n

Nimeni nu umbl\u0103 prea teaf\u0103r<\/p>\n

Prin lume;<\/p>\n

To\u0163i c\u0103ut\u0103m leacuri<\/p>\n

Pentru vreo ran\u0103:<\/p>\n

Pe tine te doare plecarea,<\/p>\n

Pe ea o mistuie \u00eendoiala\u2026<\/p>\n

Numai eu port r\u0103ni<\/p>\n

Pe deasupra.<\/p>\n

Nu e de-ajuns c\u0103 sunt rana eului meu?<\/p>\n

Ca un m\u00e2nz r\u0103t\u0103cit \u00eentr-o sear\u0103<\/p>\n

Sufletul t\u0103u vine ho\u0163e\u015fte<\/p>\n

P\u00e2n\u0103-n coliba t\u0103cerilor mele<\/p>\n

S\u0103 m\u0103 t\u0103m\u0103duiasc\u0103\u2026<\/p>\n

Vrea s\u0103 \u00eei dau dezlegare<\/p>\n

Pentru vreo c\u0103l\u0103torie<\/p>\n

P\u00e2n\u0103 spre cap\u0103tul vremii\u2026<\/p>\n

de unde orice lucru<\/p>\n

\u00eencepe s\u0103 doar\u0103.<\/p>\n

Ploaia \u00eemi cere ad\u0103post<\/p>\n

\u015ei iubirea se face biseric\u0103.<\/p>\n

Nici o inim\u0103 nu mai coboar\u0103:<\/p>\n

darul cel mare e \u00een tine.<\/p>\n

L\u00e2ng\u0103 palmele tale, mirifice leacuri,<\/p>\n

sose\u015fte cerbul din lupt\u0103<\/p>\n

s\u0103 d\u0103ruiasc\u0103 \u00eenvinsului sceptrul<\/p>\n

\u015fi apoi s\u0103 moar\u0103.<\/p>\n

De aici izb\u00e2nda \u00eencepe s\u0103 doar\u0103!<\/p>\n

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JOURNEY <\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

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

There is dust even in leaves\u2026<\/em><\/p>\n

Look around:<\/em><\/p>\n

The whole horizon is confused.<\/em><\/p>\n

No one walks too sane<\/em><\/p>\n

Through the world.<\/em><\/p>\n

We all seek remedies<\/em><\/p>\n

For a wound:<\/em><\/p>\n

You ache for leaving<\/em><\/p>\n

She\u2019s tormented by doubt<\/em><\/p>\n

Only I have wounds<\/em><\/p>\n

On the outside<\/em><\/p>\n

Isn\u2019t it enough that I am the wound of my ego?<\/em><\/p>\n

As a lost foal <\/em><\/p>\n

Your soul sneaks in one evening<\/em><\/p>\n

Into the hut of my silence<\/em><\/p>\n

To heal me.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/em><\/p>\n

He wants me to set him free<\/em><\/p>\n

For a journey to the end of time\u2026<\/em><\/p>\n

where everything<\/em><\/p>\n

starts to hurt. <\/em><\/p>\n

Rain asks me for shelter<\/em><\/p>\n

And love becomes church.<\/em><\/p>\n

No heart descents anymore:<\/em><\/p>\n

the greatest gift is within.<\/em><\/p>\n

Near your palms, magical healers<\/em><\/p>\n

the stag arrives from the battle<\/em><\/p>\n

to give the scepter to the defeated<\/em><\/p>\n

and then die.<\/em><\/p>\n

Hence victory begins to hurt! <\/em><\/p>\n

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

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PAS\u00c3RE <\/strong><\/p>\n

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Ea zv\u00e2cnise din lumin\u0103<\/p>\n

dantel\u00e2ndu-\u015fi aripa<\/p>\n

ridic\u00e2nd mai sus tot cerul<\/p>\n

\u015fi c\u0103r\u00e2nd \u00een cioc planete<\/p>\n

\u015fi noiane de-ntreb\u0103ri!<\/p>\n

Ea zbura din ancestrale<\/p>\n

timpuri ale vie\u0163uirii noastre\u2026<\/p>\n

Parc\u0103 sem\u0103na cu tine,<\/p>\n

parc\u0103 sem\u0103na cu noi\u2026<\/p>\n

Uite cum ne-nva\u0163\u0103 zborul!<\/p>\n

Ea venise din lumin\u0103<\/p>\n

cu r\u0103spunsuri pentru noi.<\/p>\n

S\u0103 fi fost himer\u0103 oare<\/p>\n

sau e dalta lui Br\u00e2ncu\u015fi\u2026<\/p>\n

E un suflet c\u0103l\u0103tor<\/p>\n

\u00eempro\u015fc\u00e2nd cu diamante<\/p>\n

via\u0163a noastr\u0103-a tuturor!<\/p>\n

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BIRD <\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

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She flew from light<\/em><\/p>\n

lacing her wing<\/em><\/p>\n

lifting the whole sky, <\/em><\/p>\n

carrying planets in her beak <\/em><\/p>\n

and mountains of questions.<\/em><\/p>\n

She flew from ancestral times<\/em><\/p>\n

of our lives\u2026.<\/em><\/p>\n

She seemed to look like you<\/em><\/p>\n

she seemed to look like us.<\/em><\/p>\n

Look how she teaches us to fly!<\/em><\/p>\n

She came from light<\/em><\/p>\n

with answers for us.<\/em><\/p>\n

Was she maybe a chimera<\/em><\/p>\n

or Br\u00e2ncu\u015fi\u2019 s chisel\u2026?<\/em><\/p>\n

She is a nomad soul<\/em><\/p>\n

splashing with diamonds<\/em><\/p>\n

all our lives!<\/em><\/p>\n

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*Cele trei poezii selectate \u00een acest volum au fost publicate ini\u0163ial de Ana Anton \u00een volumul ei de debut Dialog, coautor Valentina Teclici, Editura Oscar Print, Bucure\u015fti, 2011<\/strong><\/p>\n

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*Ana Anton has initially published the three poems selected for this collection in her debut book Dialogue, co-author Valentina Teclici, Oscar Print Publishing House, Bucharest, 2011<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

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