{"id":31057,"date":"2017-07-16T12:04:37","date_gmt":"2017-07-16T12:04:37","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/?p=31057"},"modified":"2017-07-16T12:04:37","modified_gmt":"2017-07-16T12:04:37","slug":"vasilica-grigoras-dormind-in-nesomn-secventa-tanka","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/2017\/07\/16\/vasilica-grigoras-dormind-in-nesomn-secventa-tanka\/","title":{"rendered":"Vasilica Grigora\u015f: Dormind \u00een nesomn (secven\u0163\u0103 tanka)"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Dormind \u00een nesomn<\/strong><\/p>\n

Marea de smarald<\/p>\n

\u00eemi r\u0103ne\u015fte pupilele<\/p>\n

grele de nesomn<\/strong> \u2013<\/p>\n

g\u00e2ndul lament\u0103rilor<\/p>\n

\u00een valurile tulburi<\/p>\n

x<\/p>\n

Pe nisipul cald<\/p>\n

conturul meduzelor<\/p>\n

dormind \u00een nesomn<\/strong> \u2013<\/p>\n

\u00een oglinda dimine\u0163ii<\/p>\n

doar trofeul lini\u015ftii<\/p>\n

x<\/p>\n

Sub ceru-nstelat<\/p>\n

umbrele catargului<\/p>\n

\u015fterse de valuri \u2013<\/p>\n

pun gean\u0103 peste gean\u0103<\/p>\n

\u00eenec\u00e2nd nesomnul<\/strong><\/p>\n

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

Sleeping in waking<\/strong><\/p>\n

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

The emerald sea<\/p>\n

is hurting my eyeballs<\/p>\n

leaden of waking<\/strong> \u2013<\/p>\n

the lamentation\u2019s thought<\/p>\n

in the troubled waves<\/p>\n

x<\/p>\n

On the warm sand<\/p>\n

the shape of jellyfish<\/p>\n

sleeping in waking<\/strong> \u2013<\/p>\n

in the morning\u2019s mirror<\/p>\n

only the silence trophy<\/p>\n

x<\/p>\n

Under the starlight sky<\/p>\n

the shadows of the flagpole<\/p>\n

wept by the waves \u2013<\/p>\n

I take a nap<\/p>\n

drowning the waking<\/strong><\/p>\n

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

\u00a0<\/strong>Comentariu \u2013 Petru-Ioan G\u00e2rda<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Poemele sunt pline de sensibilitate, melancolie, triste\u0163e. Nu \u015ftim cauza nesomnului, dar nu rezult\u0103 de nic\u0103ieri c\u0103 el survine de dragul frumuse\u0163ii naturii. Ghicim cauze interioare, nelini\u015fti, zbateri. Poetul nu se bucur\u0103 de frumuse\u0163ea m\u0103rii, dimpotriv\u0103, marea \u00eei \u201er\u0103ne\u015fte pupilele grele de nesomn\u201d. Dac\u0103 prima impresie este c\u0103 eul liric renun\u0163\u0103 la lament\u0103ri, arunc\u00e2ndu-le \u00een valuri, cuv\u00e2ntul \u201dtulburi\u201d ne arat\u0103 c\u0103 poetul n-a sc\u0103pat total de triste\u0163e.<\/p>\n

\u201dConturul meduzelor dormind \u00een nesomn\u201d este o metafor\u0103 interesant\u0103. Aici triste\u0163ea nu mai e at\u00e2t de prezent\u0103, se pare c\u0103 poetul prime\u015fte \u00een sf\u00e2r\u015fit, \u201dtrofeul lini\u015ftii\u201d.<\/p>\n

Avem o confirmare \u00een ultimul poem, unde, dup\u0103 zbaterea de o noapte, autorul \u00ee\u015fi \u00eeneac\u0103 nesomnul. Sau e doar o ultim\u0103 \u00eencercare? O iluzie? O speran\u0163\u0103?<\/p>\n

Oricum, \u00een \u00eempletirea dintre elementele naturii (marea de smarald, ceru-nstelat, nisipul cald) \u015fi sensibilitatea uman\u0103, c\u00e2\u015ftig\u0103 melancolia. \u015ei poezia, fire\u015fte. Natura nu este neap\u0103rat cauz\u0103 a tr\u0103irilor intense, dar le stimuleaz\u0103, le \u00eent\u0103re\u015fte, le aprofundeaz\u0103.<\/p>\n

Un plus de\u00a0 sensibilitate aduce poate \u015fi faptul c\u0103 autoarea nu se cramponeaz\u0103 total de structura rigid\u0103, nici ca form\u0103, nici ca fond, r\u0103m\u00e2n\u00e2nd, totu\u015fi, \u00een atmosfera tanka.<\/p>\n

X<\/p>\n

The poems are full of sensivity, melancholy, sadness. We don\u2019t know the reason of waking, but nothing suggests that it happens on the sake of the beauty of nature. We are guessing inner causes, unrests, flounders. The poet doesn\u2019t enjoy the beauty of the sea, on the contrary, the sea \u00ab\u00a0is hurting his eyeballs leaden of waking\u00a0\u00bb. If the first impression is that the lyrical ego gives up lamentations, by throwing them into the waves, the word \u00ab\u00a0troubled\u00a0\u00bb shows us that the poet hasn\u2019t totally got rid of sadness. \u201dThe shape of jellyfish sleeping in waking\u201d is an interesting metaphor. The sadness is not so much present here, it seems that the poet is finally getting \u201cthe peace\u2019s trophy\u201d.<\/p>\n

We have the confirmation in the last poem, where, after the one night flounder, the author is drowning his waking. Or is it just a last attempt? An illusion? Hope? Anyway, in the twine among the nature\u2019s elements (the emerald sea, the starlight sky, the warm sand) and the human sensitivity, the melancholy is the winner. And the poetry, of course. Nature is not necessarily a cause of the intense feelings, but it is fostering them, strengthening them and fathoming them.<\/p>\n

An bonus of sensitivity is also brought by the fact that the author is not totally keeping a tight grip on the rigid structure, neither as form nor as elements, yet statying in the tanka environment.<\/p>\n

Petru-Ioan G\u00e2rda<\/strong><\/p>\n

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(Din volumul bilingv semnat de\u00a0 Vasilica Grigora\u015f, Ochi \u00een ochi cu luna: Tanka \u015fi pentastihuri = \u00a0Looking the moon in the eye: Tanka and pentastiches, Editura\u00a0 Scripta manent, Napier (NZ), 2017. Traducere\/ Translation: Alina Lavinia Grigora\u015f. Coperta\/ Cover: Radu Ticu Grigora\u015f. Consilier editorial\/ Editorial adviser: Valentina Teclici, Lectura \/ Proofed: Ana Urma).<\/p>\n

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