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PSALM LA TAINA FRUMUSE\u0162II <\/strong><\/p>\n

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Prea \u00eendelung bea ochiul frumse\u0163ilor otrava,<\/p>\n

Cum propria ei raz\u0103 \u015fi-o face steaua cin\u0103!<\/p>\n

\u00centotdeauna f\u00e2nul miroase-n pl\u00e2ns otava,<\/p>\n

Iar ceara lum\u00e2n\u0103rii din aur str\u00e2ns de-albin\u0103.<\/p>\n

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Nu crezi c\u0103-n frumuse\u0163e, c\u00e2nd mestecai vopseaua,<\/p>\n

Cel r\u0103u, prin viclenie, ca Tu prin ea s\u0103 s\u00e2ngeri,<\/p>\n

V\u0103rs\u0103 din \u015fip otr\u0103vuri nocivul cu iz de osanale?<\/p>\n

Nu-i el cel ce se-mbrac\u0103, \u00een vis, cu strai de \u00eengeri?<\/p>\n

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\u00cemperiul frumuse\u0163ii n-o fi-ntre voi g\u00e2lceav\u0103,<\/p>\n

C\u0103 s\u0103-l r\u0103pui nevoie-i de-a doua Ta venire,<\/p>\n

Nu-i pild\u0103 bobul care fu m\u00e2ntuit de pleav\u0103<\/p>\n

\u015ei apa-n\u0163elep\u0163it\u0103 prin vinul de iubire?<\/p>\n

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Tot Dragostea-i r\u0103spunsul ce jubileaz\u0103-n sfe\u015fnic:<\/p>\n

Ur\u00e2tul, nu frumosul, va arde-n focul ve\u015fnic!<\/p>\n

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PSALMUL CE-A AJUNS CENU\u015e\u0102<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Prin ambiguitate apusul \u015fi superbul<\/p>\n

Se spun, pe r\u00e2nd, ca-n basmul ondind pe solzul \u015ftiucii.<\/p>\n

Te-a\u015ftept cu masa goal\u0103, ca limpezimea cerbul,<\/p>\n

Ne\u00een\u0163eles cer verde pe cruce-n miezul nucii.<\/p>\n

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Tu-mi e\u015fti deopotriv\u0103 tot ce-mi lipsea la cin\u0103;<\/p>\n

Nu sim\u0163i c\u0103-mi este sete, rodit rubin de soare?<\/p>\n

\u015ei foamea mi-e fl\u0103m\u00e2nd\u0103 de proasp\u0103ta-\u0162i lumin\u0103,<\/p>\n

Tu, Prim\u0103var\u0103-Dulce, de ce-n april se moare?<\/p>\n

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Fiu tunetului aspru, Boarghenes pre nume,<\/p>\n

Cui sunt dator \u00een vin\u0103? Nu-a\u015fa m-ai vrut \u00een toance?<\/p>\n

Topaz mai crud d\u0103 cerul prin norii albi \u00een spume,<\/p>\n

C\u0103 unde pus-a capul \u0162i-e cratima de lance.<\/p>\n

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– De ce \u00eemi la\u015fi piciorul s\u0103-l chinui \u00een \u0163epu\u015f\u0103?<\/p>\n

– Iubirea nu-i iubire de n-a ajuns cenu\u015f\u0103!<\/p>\n

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PSALM LA \u00ceNDELUNGA R\u0102BDARE-A IUBIRII<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Sunt gara ce-alt\u0103dat\u0103 avea \u00een fa\u0163\u0103 linii,<\/p>\n

Nimic schimbat de vreme la \u0163igl\u0103 \u015fi la geamuri,<\/p>\n

Precum Cain de jertf\u0103, n-am miel, ci doar ciulinii<\/p>\n

Pe care-i iart\u0103 rozul croind epitalamuri.<\/p>\n

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\u015ei Tu, la fel de singur? C\u00e2t m-ai strigat \u00een noapte:<\/p>\n

”Stai, nu dormi, m\u0103slinii ca p\u00e2ine m\u0103 fr\u0103m\u00e2nt\u0103,<\/p>\n

\u015ei-i frig, \u015fi-mi este fric\u0103 de \u015faptezeci ori \u015fapte,<\/p>\n

Prin care om e drumul de-ntors \u00een Cartea Sf\u00e2nt\u0103?”<\/p>\n

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Nici Tat\u0103l nu-\u0162i primise singur\u0103tatea-n cup\u0103,<\/p>\n

C\u0103-i mirosea amara, prin duh, argint\u0103ria;<\/p>\n

F\u0103r\u0103delegii, legea otrava i-o destup\u0103,<\/p>\n

Dar eu, cu zv\u00e2nt de lacrimi, cui s\u0103-i pl\u0103tesc chiria?<\/p>\n

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– C\u00e2nd aripa-i r\u0103nit\u0103 la ce folos e cerul?<\/p>\n

\u015ei mi-a r\u0103spuns Iubirea:\u00a0 – \u201eR\u0103bdarea e misterul!”<\/p>\n

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PSALM VINDEC\u0102TOR DE TIMP<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Chiar plinul din plinire e-un minus, de exemplu.<\/p>\n

Nu soarele \u00een Vineri \u0162i-a cugetat eclipsa?<\/p>\n

De-i praf pe clan\u0163a u\u015fii, \u015fi singur e\u015fti \u00een templu,<\/p>\n

Cerc aurit \u00een juru-\u0162i, nu-mi sim\u0163i al\u0103turi lipsa?<\/p>\n

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Eu \u00ce\u0163i z\u0103resc \u00een toate \u00eentredeschisul u\u015fii,<\/p>\n

E\u015fti muntelui – urcu\u015ful, triste\u0163e-n firul ierbii.<\/p>\n

S\u0103 nu Te v\u0103d tragi iute perdelele p\u0103nu\u015fii,<\/p>\n

Cresc ce\u0163uri peste iezer,din duhul lui\u00a0 b\u00e2nd cerbii,<\/p>\n

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\u015ei de-ntreb marea? Muge! Iar floarea-arat\u0103 nodul!<\/p>\n

De-n palme mai por\u0163i urme din prima-mi m\u00e2ng\u00e2iere<\/p>\n

De ce nu-mi vindeci timpul tr\u0103g\u00e2nd spre cer n\u0103vodul?<\/p>\n

Mi-e fric\u0103 de-ntuneric, dar mai mult de t\u0103cere.<\/p>\n

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F\u0103 cum \u0163i-a zis suta\u015ful! Zi ori\u015fice! ‘s supusul!<\/p>\n

\u015ei-am s\u0103 tresalt \u00een nuf\u0103r s\u0103-\u0162i sorb pe ape spusul!<\/p>\n

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PSALM C\u00c2ND OCHIUL MEU OFTEAZ\u0102<\/strong><\/p>\n

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De ce mereu prin altul r\u0103spunzi c\u00e2nd \u0162i-aduc ruga?<\/p>\n

E-n cetini grea dojan\u0103 de-mi pl\u00e2ngi pe sub r\u0103\u015fin\u0103?<\/p>\n

Nu-mi vezi l\u0103starii tineri? Nunti-i-ar buturuga,<\/p>\n

C\u0103 Tu-i hr\u0103ne\u015fti din vlaga irmosului de tin\u0103.<\/p>\n

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C\u00e2nd lacrima e ocn\u0103 n\u0103dejdea-n Tine-i \u0163ambra,<\/p>\n

Vorbe\u015fte-mi ca-n demultul\u00a0 ‘naintea risipirii!<\/p>\n

T\u00e2lmaci adu-mi \u00a0la fream\u0103t c\u00e2nd cedrului sco\u0163i ambra,<\/p>\n

C\u0103 mult m\u0103-ntreb cum oare nu-\u0162i zboar\u0103 trandafirii?<\/p>\n

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Parc\u0103 Te-ascunzi de mine s\u0103rind ca o l\u0103cust\u0103,<\/p>\n

\u015ei-n iarb\u0103-mi zv\u00e2rli un greier s\u0103-\u015fi zdr\u0103ng\u0103neasc\u0103 t\u00e2nga!<\/p>\n

N-auzi oft\u00e2ndu-mi ochiul singur\u0103t\u0103\u0163i de pust\u0103?<\/p>\n

D\u0103-mi duhul t\u00e2lh\u0103riei\u00a0 s\u0103 Te ascult din dreapta!<\/p>\n

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Dintru auz se na\u015fte credin\u0163a \u015fi-a ei fire,<\/p>\n

Dar ochiul, neam luminii, e mort f\u0103r\u0103 iubire!<\/p>\n

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PSALM SPRE CUIB DE R\u00c2NDUNIC\u0102<\/strong><\/p>\n

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De-ns\u0103m\u00e2n\u0163at p\u0103streaz\u0103, din toate, doar pe-acelea<\/p>\n

Ce-i \u015ftiu, c\u0103r\u0103rii mor\u0163ii, prin bob \u00eens\u0103ilatul.<\/p>\n

Rup de pe mine timpul, cum \u015ferpii \u00ee\u015fi rup pielea<\/p>\n

Pe unde piatra mu\u015fc\u0103-n amnar cu sc\u0103p\u0103ratul.<\/p>\n

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Ne vindec\u0103 n\u0103molul ce-a fost morm\u00e2nt de nuf\u0103r!<\/p>\n

Ce ai de g\u00e2nd cu mine? To\u0163i cedrii T\u0103i m\u0103 ceart\u0103<\/p>\n

C\u0103 v\u0103d \u00een fiecare copac doar lemn de cuf\u0103r<\/p>\n

\u00cen care ne vom duce spre fluviul f\u0103r\u0103 hart\u0103!<\/p>\n

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Boceasc\u0103-mi R\u00e2ul Nop\u0163ii podgoriei rotundul!<\/p>\n

Ce umbr\u0103-ar putea duce de nu i-a\u015f fi lumina?<\/p>\n

\u015ei-n ochi de n-ar fi lacrimi cin’ \u0162i-ar c\u00e2nta str\u0103fundul?<\/p>\n

Pietri\u015fului de stele, prin mine, b\u0103nui vina.<\/p>\n

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Mi-e lutul bun de str\u0103chini \u015fi cuib de r\u00e2ndunic\u0103!<\/p>\n

Vom sta la masa nun\u0163ii, de ce s\u0103-mi fie fric\u0103?<\/p>\n

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PSALMUL PESCARULUI<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Cum mineralu-\u015fi str\u00e2nge metalul sf\u00e2nt de aur –<\/p>\n

Agonisire-a strunei \u00een cel mai vin acord,<\/p>\n

Busola f\u0103r\u0103 Tine \u015ftirbit\u0103-ar fi de nord,<\/p>\n

Atoatelor meu Mire, nu-mi sta-n plutiri de plaur,<\/p>\n

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Nor f\u0103r\u0103 r\u0103d\u0103cin\u0103, livezi plan\u00e2nd acvatic,<\/p>\n

Iluzia ce doare c\u00e2nd vreau s\u0103 Te-nfirip,<\/p>\n

Tope\u015fte-m\u0103-n oglind\u0103 s\u0103 fim \u00eentregi la chip<\/p>\n

Cum dragostea e-ntreag\u0103, nu-n fl\u0103c\u0103ri ci-n j\u0103ratic.<\/p>\n

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Zi cu trei nop\u0163i \u00een frunte, morm\u00e2ntul T\u0103u c\u00e2nd beu-l,<\/p>\n

Lumin\u0103 f\u0103r\u0103 cear\u0103, cum Unul e\u015fti \u015fi-n Trei?<\/p>\n

M\u0103 f\u0103 ulcior-mireas\u0103 ca noaptea s\u0103 mi-o bei,<\/p>\n

Ce rost prisaca-n floare de nu \u0162i-a\u015f fi \u015ftiubeul?<\/p>\n

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Nu doar pescar de oameni, pe Tine vreau \u00een mreaj\u0103,<\/p>\n

S\u0103-\u0162i mu\u015fc din trupu-\u0162i m\u0103rul cu Dumnezeu sub coaj\u0103!<\/p>\n

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PSALMUL CER\u015eITULUI DE IUBIRE<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Nu-mi spune\u0163i c-o fi vorba opusul la t\u0103cere,<\/p>\n

C\u0103 i-am t\u0103cut cortinei \u015fi slava \u015fi os\u00e2ndul.<\/p>\n

P\u0103catul cel mai mare e cel f\u0103cut cu g\u00e2ndul<\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd scrisul viespei tale-l crezi fagure de miere.<\/p>\n

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Ce-i mai de pre\u0163? L\u0103untrul nespus al crisalidei,<\/p>\n

Sau somnu-n\u015fel\u0103ciunii ca vis av\u00e2nd aripa?<\/p>\n

Din pumnul de semin\u0163e tu vezi blestem risipa?<\/p>\n

Cu foc zide\u015fti chiar glodul-n vertebra c\u0103r\u0103midei,<\/p>\n

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\u015ei-atunci nu-\u0162i este mil\u0103 c\u0103 Te-ai semnat pe oal\u0103?<\/p>\n

Iubirea nu se-nva\u0163\u0103, r\u0103sufl\u0103-m\u0103 \u00een Tine<\/p>\n

A\u015fa ca-ndr\u0103gostitul b\u00e2nd fl\u0103c\u0103ri din rubine,<\/p>\n

Lin, ca un fir de aur cu-amurg str\u00e2ns pe sucal\u0103.<\/p>\n

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Croit\u0103 pentru altul nici moartea nu mi-i bun\u0103,<\/p>\n

C\u0103-\u0162i simt nem\u0103rginirea zv\u00e2cnind vecia-n strun\u0103.<\/p>\n

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PSALM IUBIRII-N PRAGUL NOP\u0162II<\/strong><\/strong><\/p>\n

Nici aurul, topazul, perlatul g\u00e2nd pe nacru,<\/p>\n

Nu pot s\u0103-\u0163i fie dasc\u0103l, cum rozei nu-i sunt rugii.<\/p>\n

Din jarul lui cuptorul d\u0103 p\u00e2inii gust de sacru,<\/p>\n

S\u0103 n-ai fereastra zare, st\u0103p\u00e2nii ei de-s drugii!<\/p>\n

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Ce-i cuget gard r\u0103m\u00e2ne oric\u00e2t de scump\u0103-i \u015fipca,<\/p>\n

Nespusului c\u0103rarea e numai al aripei,<\/p>\n

Luceaf\u0103rul cunoa\u015fte triste\u0163ii albe scripca,<\/p>\n

De-aceea ve\u015fnicia-i str\u0103luce-n muchea clipei.<\/p>\n

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Vr\u00e2nd s\u0103-\u0162i descui parola ce \u0162i-o apleac\u0103 spicul,<\/p>\n

Mi-ai spus: Dezleag\u0103-Mi marea s\u0103 zburde prin t\u0103rie,<\/p>\n

Crudul de-otav\u0103-al ierbii s\u0103-l scrie heruvicul,<\/p>\n

Iar de la melc deprinde prag nop\u0163ii la chilie.<\/p>\n

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Morm\u00e2ntul vorbei las\u0103-l, c\u0103 bine \u00eei st\u0103 golul,<\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd dragostea e nuf\u0103r nu-i tulbura n\u0103molul!<\/p>\n

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

PSALM LA \u00ceNVIEREA MOR\u0162ILOR<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u201eL\u0103sa\u0163i, c\u0103 pentru ziua \u00eengrop\u0103rii Mele…”<\/em><\/p>\n

De spart e alabastrul, mireasma nu e totul?<\/p>\n

Of! Totu\u015fi cum de ciobul at\u00e2t de r\u0103u \u00een\u0163eap\u0103?<\/p>\n

Nu sunt o biat\u0103 vorb\u0103 s-o schimbe poliglotul,<\/p>\n

\u0162i-am fost \u00een m\u00e2ini, Olare, prim vis \u015fi dor sub pleoap\u0103.<\/p>\n

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Din pilda Magdalenei cel mult \u00eemi fac o targ\u0103,<\/p>\n

A Ta-i nu-i doar esen\u0163a, ci \u015fi-nveli\u015ful firii.<\/p>\n

Cum po\u0163i chivotul humii s\u0103-l la\u015fi ca s\u0103 se sparg\u0103?<\/p>\n

Eu inimii zdrobite v\u0103d alt sens al psaltirii:<\/p>\n

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Va fi \u00een chiot mustul r\u0103scump\u0103r\u00e2nd podgorii,<\/p>\n

S\u0103-\u015fi joace-n fr\u00e2u tornada a\u015fa cum vrea burduful;<\/p>\n

Lumina vie – vinul, \u015fi-apoi lumin\u0103torii!<\/p>\n

La nunt\u0103 c\u00e2n\u0163i cu g\u00e2ndul, sau fluier viu d\u0103 stuful?<\/p>\n

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Prisos la Mire – nardul!\u00a0 \u015ei vei z\u00e2mbi-n iertare<\/p>\n

Chiar Mor\u0163ii!\u00a0 C\u00e2t\u0103 art\u0103 s\u0103 faci din st\u00e2rv \u00a0ulcioare!<\/p>\n

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CVADRATURA CERCULUI<\/strong><\/strong><\/p>\n

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Dac\u0103 toate literele<\/p>\n

ar c\u0103dea din cuvinte,<\/p>\n

ce gust ar mai avea sarea<\/p>\n

lacrimei<\/p>\n

din \u00eemprumutul m\u0103rii?<\/p>\n

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Nu v\u0103 juca\u0163i<\/p>\n

cu minciuna-n r\u0103spuns,<\/p>\n

c\u00e2t timp<\/p>\n

deasupra Cuv\u00e2ntului<\/p>\n

au mai r\u0103mas \u00eenc\u0103 patru litere!<\/p>\n

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PSALM DE SPUS LA ASFIN\u0162IRE<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Echerul \u015fi peni\u0163a prin sporul de fractalii<\/p>\n

Pe muchi \u00ee\u0163i scap\u0103r’ slava \u00een loc s\u0103 mi Te fr\u00e2ng\u0103.<\/p>\n

Ce-mi fuse limpezime e-un puzzle \u00een vitralii,<\/p>\n

Chiar Mandelbrot se mir\u0103 de cump\u0103na-mi n\u0103t\u00e2ng\u0103.<\/p>\n

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Cum drum lui\u015fi r\u0103sare din bobu-i de-asfin\u0163ire?<\/p>\n

\u0162ii cerurilor fr\u00e2ul, dar \u0162i-s bordei sub gr\u00e2ie.<\/p>\n

La foc i-ai spus izvodul \u00een ochi a fi privire,<\/p>\n

Cum \u0163e\u015fi din mare norul \u00een p\u00e2nz\u0103 de t\u0103m\u00e2ie,<\/p>\n

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Dar cu t\u0103i\u015f de tr\u0103znet, ca-n palia Scripturii<\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd se treze\u015fte firea de-oceanic \u00een tornad\u0103,<\/p>\n

Doar numai Tu mi-e\u015fti Tat\u0103, \u0163i-s duhul sf\u00e2nt p\u0103durii,<\/p>\n

Ningai triste\u0163ii albe din prima Ta z\u0103pad\u0103.<\/p>\n

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Eu n-am s\u0103-\u0162i cer vi\u0163elul, de\u015fi-s Risipitorul:<\/p>\n

Ia-i soarelui dojana \u015fi trage-mi la geam norul!<\/p>\n

———————\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n

Dumitru ICHIM<\/strong><\/p>\n

Kitchener, Ontario<\/strong><\/p>\n

27 iulie 2017<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

PSALM LA TAINA FRUMUSE\u0162II   Prea \u00eendelung bea ochiul frumse\u0163ilor otrava, Cum propria ei raz\u0103 \u015fi-o face steaua cin\u0103! \u00centotdeauna [&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-31247","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-articole"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/31247","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=31247"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/31247\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":31250,"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/31247\/revisions\/31250"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=31247"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=31247"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=31247"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}