{"id":31318,"date":"2017-07-30T15:33:53","date_gmt":"2017-07-30T15:33:53","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/?p=31318"},"modified":"2017-07-30T15:33:53","modified_gmt":"2017-07-30T15:33:53","slug":"dacina-dan-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\/dacina-dan-poeme-din-antologia-printre-randuri-printre-ganduri-printre-oameni%e2%80%a6%e2%80%9d\/","title":{"rendered":"Dacina Dan: Poeme din Antologia ,,Printre r\u00e2nduri, printre g\u00e2nduri, printre oameni\u2026\u201d"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Norii m\u0103 privesc prin geamul mare, de la teras\u0103, cu degete de v\u00e2nt. Miroase a tei, trecutul zv\u00e2cne\u015fte viu, fo\u015fnitor, cu s\u00e2nge de clorofil\u0103 verde, la picioarele mele, \u00een mine se \u00eenchid perspectivele, eu sunt stratul de celuloid ce poart\u0103 lumea sub retin\u0103, c\u0103ci ce poate lega o sear\u0103 fierbinte de var\u0103, de foaia pe care \u00eenlocuiesc cuvintele cu inefabile p\u0103s\u0103ri, dec\u00e2t faptul c\u0103 m-am \u00eent\u00e2mplat, c\u0103 m-am scris cu mine pe cicatricea alb\u0103 a peretelui uterin, c\u0103 m-am iubit \u015fi m-am ur\u00e2t, c\u0103 mi-am ridicat poeme (Frunze \u00een oglind\u0103<\/em><\/strong> – Editura Marineasa, 2002 \u015fi Aparent<\/em><\/strong>\/ Illusory<\/em><\/strong> – Editura Singur, 2016) \u00een visul de abstract al sentimentelor, c\u0103 rememorez \u015fi-n acela\u015fi timp m\u0103 reconstruiesc, c\u0103 sunt larv\u0103 \u015fi fluture, lacrim\u0103 \u015fi rug, trecut peste prezent, c\u0103 sunt doar o anamorfoz\u0103 a lui ieri, \u00een care silabele se logodesc cu libertatea, rezult\u00e2nd, prin reac\u0163ii de hidroliz\u0103 \u015fi hidrogenare, doar un ester cu arom\u0103 de amintire.<\/p>\n

Ca \u00eent\u00e2mplare, suntem. Ca memorie, sunt.<\/p>\n

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Verde<\/strong><\/p>\n

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

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cine-mbrac\u0103 versul cu floare de castan<\/p>\n

cine-a\u015fteapt\u0103 s\u0103 cutreiere<\/p>\n

ploile \u015fi crengile<\/p>\n

sau<\/p>\n

umbra copil\u0103riei<\/p>\n

care s-a ascuns<\/p>\n

undeva<\/p>\n

sub cuvinte<\/p>\n

din reg\u0103sire<\/p>\n

se na\u015fte un \u00eenger<\/p>\n

speran\u0163a se-ntoarce<\/p>\n

cu ultimul dar<\/p>\n

m\u0103 oprisem<\/p>\n

l\u00e2ng\u0103 iubirea mea verde<\/p>\n

\u015fi<\/p>\n

te visam<\/p>\n

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Fulg<\/strong><\/p>\n

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melancolia albului<\/p>\n

m\u0103 mai \u00eencearc\u0103 uneori<\/p>\n

atunci ning<\/p>\n

scutur\u00e2ndu-mi copacii de p\u0103s\u0103ri<\/p>\n

m\u0103 caut printre fulgi<\/p>\n

\u00een mine \u00eens\u0103mi e iarn\u0103<\/p>\n

visul meu<\/p>\n

\u00ee\u015fi \u00eenghea\u0163\u0103 propria-i creang\u0103<\/p>\n

umbre bizare<\/p>\n

viscolesc f\u0103r\u0103 grab\u0103<\/p>\n

m\u0103 ning pe m\u00e2ini<\/p>\n

m\u0103 ning pe gene<\/p>\n

cu mine \u00eens\u0103mi m\u0103 ning<\/p>\n

ochiul \u00ee\u015fi pl\u00e2nge zborul c\u0103zut<\/p>\n

prea devreme<\/p>\n

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Zbor<\/strong><\/p>\n

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dac-a\u015f fi cer<\/p>\n

a\u015f declina cu norii<\/p>\n

mi-a\u015f dezbr\u0103ca speran\u0163a<\/p>\n

\u00een stropii de ploaie<\/p>\n

dac-a\u015f dansa sub lun\u0103<\/p>\n

cu picior de izvor<\/p>\n

a\u015f desc\u00e2nta de\u015fertul din noi<\/p>\n

cu livezi<\/p>\n

dac-a\u015f r\u0103s\u0103ri diminea\u0163a<\/p>\n

a\u015f avea mireasm\u0103 de tei<\/p>\n

toamna<\/p>\n

a\u015f \u00eenfrunzi \u00een \u0163ip\u0103t de cocori<\/p>\n

prim\u0103vara<\/p>\n

m-a\u015f ofili de g\u00e2nd \u00een ghiocei<\/p>\n

dac-a\u015f fi ghimpe<\/p>\n

mi-a\u015f sf\u00e2\u015fia noaptea<\/p>\n

cu muguri<\/p>\n

gata s\u0103 conjuge iar\u0103\u015fi<\/p>\n

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Singur\u0103tate<\/strong><\/p>\n

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soarele<\/p>\n

mi-a aruncat azi<\/p>\n

cu fluturi \u00een geamuri<\/p>\n

tres\u0103ream sub privirea ta<\/p>\n

ca un mugur<\/p>\n

sub pic\u0103tura de ap\u0103<\/p>\n

versul t\u0103u de dragoste<\/p>\n

purta toamna ta pe obraz<\/p>\n

uitat\u0103 de-o diminea\u0163\u0103<\/p>\n

\u00een peisajul meu st\u00e2ng<\/p>\n

\u00eenc\u0103 \u00eenfrunzit<\/p>\n

sub ultimele raze ale bucuriei<\/p>\n

din reflex plou\u0103 iar<\/p>\n

singur\u0103tate<\/p>\n

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Rug<\/strong><\/p>\n

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chiar \u015fi aici<\/p>\n

amiaza are trup de cruce<\/p>\n

nici rug m\u0103car<\/p>\n

poate un g\u00e2nd<\/p>\n

incomparabil mai curat<\/p>\n

printre at\u00e2tea frunze care cad<\/p>\n

astenic<\/p>\n

anotimpul se lipe\u015fte de c\u0103lc\u00e2i<\/p>\n

vulnerabil \u00een genele ierbii<\/p>\n

peste ochiuri de timp<\/p>\n

sublimat \u00een ecou<\/p>\n

o vreme<\/p>\n

voi mai r\u0103t\u0103ci<\/p>\n

prin templul subfebril<\/p>\n

ce-n nop\u0163ile cur\u00e2nd brumate<\/p>\n

va rugini exuberant<\/p>\n

inutil<\/p>\n

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Portret<\/strong><\/p>\n

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mi-am zdren\u0163uit g\u00e2ndul<\/p>\n

\u00een m\u0103r\u0103cini\u015ful sufletului t\u0103u<\/p>\n

mi-am rupt curcubeul<\/p>\n

\u00een toamna privirii<\/p>\n

mi-a-nghe\u0163at m\u00e2na-ntins\u0103<\/p>\n

c\u0103tre macii iubirii<\/p>\n

am r\u0103gu\u015fit c\u0103ut\u00e2ndu-\u0163i duio\u015fia<\/p>\n

am obosit alerg\u00e2nd dup\u0103 soare<\/p>\n

a\u015ftept o ploaie de aur<\/p>\n

\u015fi ea este numai cenu\u015f\u0103<\/p>\n

ca \u015fi c\u00e2nd<\/p>\n

s-ar fi umilit cuvintele<\/p>\n

\u00eentr-un copac t\u0103cut<\/p>\n

f\u0103r\u0103 ramuri<\/p>\n

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A\u015f vrea<\/strong><\/p>\n

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a\u015f vrea<\/p>\n

s\u0103 nu ne fi-nt\u00e2lnit niciodat\u0103<\/p>\n

s\u0103 nu ne fi iubit niciodat\u0103<\/p>\n

s\u0103 nu ne fi desp\u0103r\u0163it niciodat\u0103<\/p>\n

m\u0103 nasc din nou<\/p>\n

printre sofismele tale<\/p>\n

iar silogismele altor iubiri<\/p>\n

\u00eemi c\u00e2nt\u0103 pove\u015fti<\/p>\n

despre un lan\u0163<\/p>\n

care-ar fi fost al lui prometeu nesupusul<\/p>\n

de ce<\/p>\n

mie<\/p>\n

nu mi se regenereaz\u0103 versul<\/p>\n

ciugulit de vultur<\/p>\n

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Aparent<\/strong><\/p>\n

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cu mine \u00eens\u0103mi<\/p>\n

la o margine de var\u0103<\/p>\n

l\u00e2ng\u0103 mare<\/p>\n

\u00eentr-un asfin\u0163it oarecare<\/p>\n

p\u00e2n\u0103 aici<\/p>\n

m-a c\u0103l\u0103uzit soarele<\/p>\n

ca s\u0103-mi ghiceasc\u0103 \u00een palm\u0103<\/p>\n

\u00eenso\u0163itori de vis<\/p>\n

de un alb inegal<\/p>\n

\u00eentre nisip \u015fi val<\/p>\n

aparent<\/p>\n

ne mai reg\u0103sim printre poeme<\/p>\n

\u00een zare<\/p>\n

toamna<\/p>\n

deschide umbrele de nori<\/p>\n

m\u0103-ntreab\u0103<\/p>\n

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\u00cen vise \u00eenc\u0103 ninge<\/strong><\/p>\n

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\u00een vise \u00eenc\u0103 mai ninge<\/p>\n

ramura mea e \u00eenc\u0103 alb\u0103<\/p>\n

\u00een pleoapa unui drum<\/p>\n

alb \u015fi el<\/p>\n

care nu duce nic\u0103ieri<\/p>\n

g\u00e2nduri perfecte<\/p>\n

se lovesc<\/p>\n

de zidul sufletelor mele<\/p>\n

\u015fi-mi cre\u015fte gr\u00e2u<\/p>\n

din palma-n care-mi topesc<\/p>\n

trupul<\/p>\n

din tine \u00eensu\u0163i ning\u00e2nd<\/p>\n

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Dacina DAN<\/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

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