{"id":31302,"date":"2017-07-30T15:08:07","date_gmt":"2017-07-30T15:08:07","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/?p=31302"},"modified":"2017-07-30T15:14:55","modified_gmt":"2017-07-30T15:14:55","slug":"elena-caruntu-poeme-din-antologia-printre-randuri-printre-ganduri-printre-oameni%e2%80%a6%e2%80%9d","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/2017\/07\/30\/elena-caruntu-poeme-din-antologia-printre-randuri-printre-ganduri-printre-oameni%e2%80%a6%e2%80%9d\/","title":{"rendered":"Elena C\u0103runtu: Poeme din Antologia ,,Printre r\u00e2nduri, printre g\u00e2nduri, printre oameni\u2026\u201d"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Fiecare clip\u0103 scurs\u0103 e-un pas \u00eenspre infinit! \u0218oaptele sufletului sunt simfonii pe care doar un alt suflet ce \u0219tie s\u0103 \u0219opteasc\u0103 le poate deslu\u0219i! Fiecare b\u0103taie a inimii \u00eenseamn\u0103 un clinchet \u00een universul plin cu vise al vie\u021bii noastre!<\/p>\n

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Acolo unde Raiu-ncepe!<\/strong><\/p>\n

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

\u00cen locul unde ziua-ncepe, cu lini\u0219tea prins\u0103-n lumin\u0103,<\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd r\u0103s\u0103ritul \u00ee\u0219i s\u0103rut\u0103, frumosul verde din gr\u0103din\u0103<\/p>\n

Acolo-i raiul! \u0218i minunea ce pare m\u00e2na unor sfin\u021bi,<\/p>\n

Acolo-i pragul unde calc\u0103, \u00eentotdeauna doi p\u0103rin\u021bi.<\/p>\n

\u0218i r\u00e2nduiesc \u00een jurul casei, \u00eentreag\u0103 lume pentru noi,<\/p>\n

C\u0103 dup\u0103 ani, c\u00e2nd ei lipsesc, \u00eei vrem din timpuri \u00eenapoi<\/p>\n

R\u0103m\u00e2ne-o urm\u0103 ca o jertf\u0103, pe-al vie\u021bii nesf\u00e2r\u0219it altar<\/p>\n

Tot ce-au f\u0103cut cu truda lor! S\u0103 nu le fie \u00een zadar.<\/p>\n

Se-nal\u021b\u0103 pomii ce-au s\u0103dit, cu bra\u021bele, p\u00e2n\u0103 la nor,<\/p>\n

\u0218i plou\u0103 rodul aromat \u00een toamnele care ne dor<\/p>\n

Din fiecare col\u021b sur\u00e2d, vechi amintiri cu ritm sfios,<\/p>\n

\u00cen tot \u0219i toate au s\u0103dit, un semn de trecere frumos.<\/p>\n

\u00cen locul unde-nflor, un p\u00e2lc micu\u021b de crizanteme,<\/p>\n

Sunt dimine\u021bi ce-aduc a \u0219oapte, ce vor acas\u0103 s\u0103 ne cheme<\/p>\n

\u0218i visele se \u00eembulzesc, \u00een poarta sufletului iar,<\/p>\n

C\u0103ci pa\u0219ii no\u0219tri calc\u0103-n sat, din dep\u0103rtare tot mai rar.<\/p>\n

Acolo unde raiu-ncepe, cu chipuri dragi ascunse-n ram\u0103,<\/p>\n

E geam\u0103tul neauzit, \u00eenchis \u00een palmele de mam\u0103<\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd ne privea plec\u00e2nd \u00een lume \u0219i nu \u0219tia de ne-om \u00eentoarce,<\/p>\n

E zbuciumul de a\u0219teptare \u0219i nop\u021bile f\u0103r\u0103 de pace!<\/p>\n

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O via\u021b\u0103 la sf\u00e2r\u0219it!<\/strong><\/p>\n

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

C\u00e2nd nu mai po\u021bi pricepe, lumina dimine\u021bii<\/p>\n

Iar zilele-\u021bi sunt toate, marame \u00eentunecate,<\/p>\n

Atunci te \u00eentrebi, ce rost ai dat vie\u021bii?<\/p>\n

Ce faci cu bog\u0103\u021bia? Cu z\u00e2mbete \u00eencuiate!<\/p>\n

O zdrean\u021b\u0103 de pe umeri \u0219i trupul g\u00e2rbovit,<\/p>\n

Picioare-n\u021bepenite \u0219i mintea r\u0103t\u0103cit\u0103<\/p>\n

Sunt tot ce te \u00eenvelesc, din c\u00e2te ai muncit,<\/p>\n

O via\u021b\u0103-n l\u0103comie! \u00cen bani \u021bi-e r\u0103spl\u0103tit\u0103!<\/p>\n

Ai ridicat fl\u0103m\u00e2nd, at\u00e2tea ziduri reci!<\/p>\n

\u00cen care \u00ee\u021bi \u00eencape averea dob\u00e2ndit\u0103<\/p>\n

S\u0103 v\u0103d ce iei cu tine! Avarule c\u00e2nd pleci?<\/p>\n

C\u00e2\u021bi ani po\u021bi s\u0103 r\u0103scumperi? Dob\u00e2nd\u0103 \u00eenzecit\u0103?<\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd nimeni nu-\u021bi va da un picurel de ap\u0103!<\/p>\n

Iar m\u00e2inile n-ajung s\u0103 \u021bin\u0103 un pahar<\/p>\n

\u0218i vezi cum firul vie\u021bii, se rupe dintr-odat\u0103,<\/p>\n

Oric\u00e2te lacrimi ver\u0219i, sunt toate \u00een zadar!<\/p>\n

\u021ai-ai da din visterie \u0219i ultimul b\u0103nu\u021b!<\/p>\n

S\u0103rac s\u0103 te \u00eentorci \u00een lumea care-o la\u0219i<\/p>\n

Pe drumuri neg\u00e2ndite s\u0103 le p\u0103\u0219e\u0219ti, descul\u021b<\/p>\n

Doar vie\u021bii f\u0103r\u0103 pre\u021b, s\u0103-i construie\u0219ti s\u0103la\u0219!<\/p>\n

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\u00cengerii exist\u0103!<\/strong><\/p>\n

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

C\u00e2nd pe cer plezne\u0219te, fulger dup\u0103 fulger<\/p>\n

E m\u00e2nie-n rai, s-a pierdut un \u00eenger<\/p>\n

\u0218i trimit s\u0103ge\u021bi, cu foc \u00eempletite,<\/p>\n

Tunetul \u00eenseamn\u0103: rug\u0103 \u0219i cuvinte.<\/p>\n

S-a pierdut un \u00eenger! E jos pe p\u0103m\u00e2nt!<\/p>\n

Lacrimile-i s\u00e2nger! Aici s-a n\u0103scut,<\/p>\n

Vrea s\u0103-\u0219i vad\u0103 casa, curtea \u0219i f\u00e2nt\u00e2na<\/p>\n

Unde-a pl\u00e2ns \u0219i r\u00e2s! Al\u0103turi de muma!<\/p>\n

Casa-i o ruin\u0103! Curtea-i f\u0103r\u0103 gard!<\/p>\n

\u0218i-nl\u0103untrul lui, fl\u0103c\u0103ri de dor, ard<\/p>\n

Nimeni nu mi-l \u0219tie, nimeni nu mi-l vede,<\/p>\n

N-a r\u0103mas un ciot! E doar iarb\u0103 verde!<\/p>\n

Cre\u0219te, se usuc\u0103 \u0219i pe zid urzici!<\/p>\n

Nu mai poate sta! Ce s\u0103 fac aici?<\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd \u00een cer, se-arat\u0103 norii furio\u0219i,<\/p>\n

Sunt g\u00e2nduri ce dor! De pe la str\u0103mo\u0219i!<\/p>\n

Ne privesc a jale \u0219i se \u00eentristeaz\u0103!<\/p>\n

Cale dup\u0103 cale, \u00eei \u00eendep\u0103rteaz\u0103<\/p>\n

Mai coboar\u0103-n tain\u0103, s\u0103 ne deslu\u0219easc\u0103,<\/p>\n

\u0218i gr\u0103bi\u021bi se cain\u0103! Lumea-i ca o iasc\u0103!<\/p>\n

Se iubesc pu\u021bin \u0219i nimicuri str\u00e2ng!<\/p>\n

N-au nimic divin! Dup\u0103 rele pl\u00e2ng<\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd \u00een cer plezne\u0219te fulger dup\u0103 fulger,<\/p>\n

\u0218tim c\u0103 ne p\u0103ze\u0219te, m\u00e2na unui \u00eenger!<\/p>\n

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C\u00e2nd te doare!<\/strong><\/p>\n

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

C\u00e2nd te doare-n suflet, pl\u00e2ngi pe \u00eentuneric,<\/p>\n

Sau c\u00e2nd plou\u0103 cerul, lacrimi vijelie<\/p>\n

S\u0103 nu cread\u0103 r\u0103ii, c\u0103 nu e\u0219ti puternic,<\/p>\n

Sup\u0103rarea ta nimeni s\u0103 n-o \u0219tie.<\/p>\n

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C\u00e2nd din suflet bun, bine d\u0103ruie\u0219ti<\/p>\n

S\u0103 n-a\u0219tep\u021bi r\u0103splat\u0103 de la oameni ieftini,<\/p>\n

Niciodat\u0103-n via\u021b\u0103 c\u00e2t dai, nu prime\u0219ti<\/p>\n

Z\u00e2mbetele false trece-le prin piepteni.<\/p>\n

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\u0218i vor fi destui cei care-\u021bi beau vinul,<\/p>\n

Care-i crezi prieteni \u0219i le dai pova\u021b\u0103<\/p>\n

Dar la o nevoie, tu vei fi str\u0103inul<\/p>\n

Celui ce-nchid u\u0219a \u0219i i-or r\u00e2de-n fa\u021b\u0103.<\/p>\n

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Oamenii sunt \u00eengeri, oamenii sunt bestii,<\/p>\n

Mul\u021bi te folosesc ca pe-un obiect<\/p>\n

\u0218i r\u0103m\u00e2i pl\u00e2ng\u00e2nd salcie-ntre trestii,<\/p>\n

Fiecare crede c\u0103-i cel mai de\u0219tept.<\/p>\n

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C\u00e2nd te doare-n suflet, spune la copaci,<\/p>\n

Ei nu \u0219tiu vorbi, da-\u021bi fo\u0219nesc durerea<\/p>\n

\u00cen\u021beleg triste\u021bea c\u00e2nd sub poale, calci<\/p>\n

\u00ce\u0219i scutur\u0103 frunze s-astupe t\u0103cerea.<\/p>\n

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Mai r\u0103m\u00e2i…<\/strong><\/p>\n

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

Mai r\u0103m\u0103i! R\u0103m\u00e2i cu mine, s\u0103 termin de spus cuv\u00e2ntul<\/p>\n

\u0218i \u021bi-oi trece lin pe chipu-\u021bi, lin de-ai s\u0103 g\u00e2nde\u0219ti c\u0103-i v\u00e2ntul,<\/p>\n

M\u00e2na mea \u0219tie-a fi tandr\u0103 \u0219i \u00een suflet am bl\u00e2nde\u021be<\/p>\n

Tu r\u0103m\u00e2i! \u0218i pot promite! Via\u021ba-ntreag\u0103 s\u0103-\u021bi r\u0103sfe\u021be!<\/p>\n

Doar s\u0103 spui! \u0218i eu m-oi face: strop de leac \u0219i de balsam,<\/p>\n

Pentru tine-n mine bate! Inima! E\u0219ti tot ce am!<\/p>\n

Las\u0103 drumuri \u0219i hotare \u0219i r\u0103m\u00e2i cu mine-n sat<\/p>\n

Ai s\u0103 vezi! Aici e raiul! Cerul azi ne-a cununat!<\/p>\n

Por\u021bi pe frunte semn de tain\u0103, ochi-\u021bi cuib\u0103resc mister,<\/p>\n

Dintre toate c\u00e2te-a\u0219 vrea, doar iubirea eu \u00ee\u021bi cer<\/p>\n

\u0218i te-oi r\u0103spl\u0103ti-nzecit! Pentr-o clip\u0103 un sur\u00e2s,<\/p>\n

Cu at\u00e2ta ner\u0103bdare,via\u021ba mea \u00een m\u00e2ini \u021bi-am pus!<\/p>\n

Mai r\u0103m\u0103i! R\u0103m\u00e2i o vreme! Poate te obi\u0219nuie\u0219ti!<\/p>\n

\u0218i \u00eencet, \u00eencet la r\u00e2ndu-\u021bi, ai s\u0103 \u00eencepi s\u0103 m\u0103 iube\u0219ti<\/p>\n

Nimeni nu-i l\u0103sat pe lume, f\u0103r\u0103 sufletu-i pereche,<\/p>\n

Iar iubirea dragul meu! E ca floarea la ureche!<\/p>\n

Dac-\u0103i \u0219ti n\u0103ravul ei, e u\u0219oar\u0103! Fulg de nea!<\/p>\n

Hai r\u0103m\u00e2i! R\u0103m\u00e2i \u00ee\u021bi spun! \u0218i te \u00eenve\u021bi \u0219i tu cu ea,<\/p>\n

\u0218i la urm\u0103, c\u00e2nd la t\u00e2mple, va fi p\u0103rul argintiu<\/p>\n

Ai s\u0103-mi zici: Doar l\u00e2ng\u0103 tine! S\u0103 iubesc acuma \u0219tiu!<\/p>\n

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Am pierdut copil\u0103ria!<\/strong><\/p>\n

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

Mai vii? Sau te-ai oprit s\u0103-mbr\u0103\u021bisezi alunii?<\/p>\n

Pe unde m-ascundeam, s\u0103-mi \u0219u\u0219oteasc\u0103 z\u00e2ne,<\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd se-ar\u0103ta pe cer, rotunda fa\u021ba-a lunii<\/p>\n

Ori cau\u021bi urme vechi? Copil\u0103rie spune!<\/p>\n

Sose\u0219ti? Sau te-ai r\u0103nit? Pe drum cu m\u0103r\u0103cinii?<\/p>\n

Te chem \u0219i nu r\u0103spunzi! \u0218i sunt \u00eengrijorat\u0103,<\/p>\n

Mi-e dor frumoasa mea! M-au \u00eend\u00e2rjit str\u0103inii<\/p>\n

Te \u00eentoarce iar la mine! M\u0103car de ast\u0103-dat\u0103!<\/p>\n

Vezi? Cerul e acela\u0219i! \u0218i drumurile-s drepte!<\/p>\n

\u00cen sat mai sunt c\u00e2\u021biva ce-\u0219i amintesc de mine,<\/p>\n

Doar casa mea-i pustie! Nu-i cine s\u0103 m-a\u0219tepte<\/p>\n

\u0218i greu \u00eemi e s\u0103 \u0219tii? S\u0103rac\u0103-s f\u0103r\u0103 tine!<\/p>\n

Iar trupul parc\u0103-i \u021beap\u0103n! Demult nu sar p\u00e2rleazul,<\/p>\n

Pe ochii de copil, s-a a\u0219ezat o cea\u021b\u0103<\/p>\n

Nici bra\u021bele nu-s bune! S-a ofilit obrazul,<\/p>\n

Iar dorul meu r\u0103sare-n orice diminea\u021b\u0103!<\/p>\n

Mai vii? Sau poate-i bine o dulce resemnare!<\/p>\n

Nimic nu se clinte\u0219te, doar zvon de amintiri<\/p>\n

De te-am strigat mereu \u0219i strig\u0103tul \u00ee\u021bi pare,<\/p>\n

Un zgomot f\u0103r\u0103 sens! De tac! S\u0103 nu te miri!<\/p>\n

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Stai cu mine via\u021b\u0103!<\/strong><\/p>\n

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

Stai! S-adulmec r\u0103s\u0103ritul! Spune unde mi te duci?<\/p>\n

Vreau \u00een bra\u021be ciripitul, anilor ce-ai smuls atunci,<\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd credeam c\u0103 via\u021ba \u00eenseamn\u0103, juc\u0103rii \u0219i c\u00e2mp \u00een iarb\u0103<\/p>\n

N-aveam doruri! N-aveam team\u0103!<\/p>\n

Doar dorin\u021be lume drag\u0103!<\/p>\n

Stai! Nu te gr\u0103bi via\u021b\u0103! S\u0103 privesc cu de-am\u0103nuntul,<\/p>\n

Fiecare diminea\u021b\u0103! Fericirea mi-e desc\u00e2ntul<\/p>\n

\u0218i n-a\u0219 vrea s\u0103 nu v\u0103d soare, ce s\u0103rut\u0103 flori \u0219i prunci,<\/p>\n

Las\u0103-mi picul de culoare, care-l risipeam prin lunci!<\/p>\n

Stai! Cu mine ve\u0219nicia sau arat\u0103-mi unde-i drumul,<\/p>\n

Pe unde copil\u0103ria \u0219i-a mutat demult, t\u0103r\u00e2mul?<\/p>\n

\u0218i promit s\u0103 fiu cuminte, cum n-am fost la tinere\u021be<\/p>\n

Doar ginga\u0219ul ce-l \u021bin minte, viitorul s\u0103-mi r\u0103sfe\u021be!<\/p>\n

Stai! At\u00e2t c\u00e2t pot cuprinde, cu bl\u00e2nde\u021be, bra\u021bele<\/p>\n

Nicio clip\u0103 nu mi-oi vinde! S\u0103-mi r\u0103scump\u0103r a\u021bele,<\/p>\n

Ce le-am dep\u0103nat nebun\u0103 \u0219i-am crezut c\u0103-i juc\u0103rie<\/p>\n

Darul vie\u021bii \u00eentr-o m\u00e2n\u0103, l-am \u021binut fir-ar s\u0103 fie!<\/p>\n

Stai! E ruga ce \u021bi-o zic! S\u0103 m\u0103 vad\u0103 r\u0103s\u0103ritul!<\/p>\n

Nu e mult! De la\u0219i un pic! Dragostea mi-e ciripitul<\/p>\n

\u0218i mi-e sufletul o cale, ce se-ntinde c\u0103tre stele<\/p>\n

Anii mei ce curg la vale, num\u0103r\u00e2nd clipele mele!<\/p>\n

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Doar o ulicioar\u0103!<\/strong><\/p>\n

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

Nu-i o-mp\u0103r\u0103\u021bie, e doar ulicioar\u0103,<\/p>\n

Unde pare raiul c\u00e2nd \u00een sat e var\u0103<\/p>\n

Carele \u00eenc\u0103rcate sc\u00e2r\u021b\u00e2ie tot drumul,<\/p>\n

Trec rom\u00e2ni spre cas\u0103, s\u0103 cl\u0103deasc\u0103 f\u00e2nul!<\/p>\n

Pomii-\u0219i vars\u0103 rodul, prin iarba cosit\u0103,<\/p>\n

E minune totul! Vraj\u0103-ntr-o clipit\u0103<\/p>\n

Soarele pripe\u0219te pe chip de \u021b\u0103ran,<\/p>\n

Nimeni nu st\u0103-n loc! Ca furnica-n lan!<\/p>\n

E doar ulicioara ce-aminte\u0219te-n vremi,<\/p>\n

Pa\u0219ii plini de truda, at\u00e2tor s\u0103teni<\/p>\n

Frumosul se-a\u0219terne unde-i simplitate,<\/p>\n

Obicei \u0219i taine, r\u0103mase prin sate!<\/p>\n

Natura e sor\u0103 \u0219i hambaru-i plin,<\/p>\n

Tot ce-i prin ora\u0219e, de la \u021bar\u0103 vin<\/p>\n

S\u0103 privim \u021b\u0103ranul, mereu cu respect,<\/p>\n

Crezul, munca lui sunt f\u0103ga\u0219ul drept.<\/p>\n

Mul\u021bi se nasc la \u021bar\u0103 \u0219i ajung boieri!<\/p>\n

Uit\u0103 ulicioara! Cine-au fost ieri<\/p>\n

P\u0103m\u00e2ntul te cheam\u0103, prinosul s\u0103-i dai,<\/p>\n

El te r\u0103spl\u0103te\u0219te cu ginga\u0219 ca-n rai.<\/p>\n

Sunt at\u00e2tea mii, poate ulicioare!<\/p>\n

Str\u0103b\u0103tute-n zori de \u021b\u0103rani \u0219i care<\/p>\n

\u0218i-or r\u0103m\u00e2ne-n veci, urme-ntip\u0103rite,<\/p>\n

De vecini \u0219i fra\u021bi sau de vreun p\u0103rinte!<\/p>\n

Uli\u021bele sunt str\u0103zile prin sate!<\/p>\n

Unde-am crescut noi, de noi to\u021bi umblate!<\/p>\n

Oriunde ne m\u00e2n\u0103 goana dup\u0103 bani,<\/p>\n

\u00cen suflet r\u0103m\u00e2nem neamul de \u021b\u0103rani!<\/p>\n

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Flac\u0103ra vie\u021bii!<\/strong><\/p>\n

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

Focul arde-n vatr\u0103, fl\u0103c\u0103rui din iad,<\/p>\n

\u0218i-n mijloc de lemne, g\u00e2ndurile-mi ard<\/p>\n

C\u0103 m-am sem\u0103nat, iarb\u0103 pe c\u00e2mpie,<\/p>\n

\u0218i \u00een piept mi-am pus, pic de ap\u0103 vie.<\/p>\n

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Flac\u0103ra vie\u021bii, arde de o vreme<\/p>\n

Somnolen\u021ba nop\u021bii, \u00eentre palme-i geme,<\/p>\n

La-nceput de ziu\u0103, flac\u0103ra-i azur\u0103<\/p>\n

Pe la asfin\u021bit se preface-n zgur\u0103.<\/p>\n

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Cade-n prag de dor, rar c\u00e2te-o sc\u00e2nteie<\/p>\n

\u0218i-mi aduc aminte: Doamne sunt femeie!<\/p>\n

Am l\u0103sat s\u0103 moar\u0103 focul, adormindu-l<\/p>\n

\u00cen culori de vise, mereu zugr\u0103vindu-l.<\/p>\n

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\u0218i-am s\u0103 pun chiar azi, un bra\u021b de surcele<\/p>\n

S\u0103 le ard\u0103-n grab\u0103, \u0219i-o s\u0103 scap de rele,<\/p>\n

Focul vie\u021bii mele, fl\u0103c\u0103ri ce se-aprind<\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd spre cer de dor, m\u00e2inile \u00eentind.<\/p>\n

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S\u0103 arunc cenu\u0219a, \u00een str\u0103fund de-abis,<\/p>\n

S\u0103-mi r\u0103m\u00e2n\u0103-n vatr\u0103, p\u00e2inea mea de vis<\/p>\n

Voi gusta cu poft\u0103, picul de j\u0103ratic,<\/p>\n

Cu arome, dulci de p\u0103cat s\u0103lbatic.<\/p>\n

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Elena C\u0102RUNTU<\/strong><\/p>\n

(Din Antologia \u201dPrintre r\u00e2nduri, printre g\u00e2nduri, printre oameni\u2026\u201d, <\/strong>\u00a0T\u00e2rgovi\u015fte, Editura Singur, 2017, coordonator: Mioara Hususan)<\/p>\n

\u00a0\"\"<\/a><\/p>\n

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