{"id":31398,"date":"2017-08-03T22:03:43","date_gmt":"2017-08-03T22:03:43","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/?p=31398"},"modified":"2017-08-04T08:18:27","modified_gmt":"2017-08-04T08:18:27","slug":"dacina-dan-poeme-3","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/2017\/08\/03\/dacina-dan-poeme-3\/","title":{"rendered":"Dacina Dan: Poeme"},"content":{"rendered":"

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LA MUL\u021aI ANI, Adriana Popa !<\/p>\n

Pseudonim literar, Dacina Dan<\/em><\/p>\n

O\u021belul Ro\u0219u<\/p>\n

Ohaba<\/p>\n

***<\/em><\/p>\n

Tat\u0103 <\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

nu \u0163i-am spus niciodat\u0103<\/p>\n

c\u00e2t de mult te iubesc<\/p>\n

cercuri concentrice<\/p>\n

m\u0103 r\u0103nesc cu regrete<\/p>\n

nu \u0163i-am v\u0103zut<\/p>\n

sur\u00e2sul mor\u0163ii \u00een ochi<\/p>\n

tat\u0103<\/p>\n

ai plecat subit \u00een lacrima toamnei<\/p>\n

\u00eentre tine \u015fi noi<\/p>\n

fulguiesc dep\u0103rt\u0103rile<\/p>\n

e vremea ploilor de frunze<\/p>\n

ochii mei spal\u0103 copacii<\/p>\n

unde e glasul<\/p>\n

cum doare pasul<\/p>\n

ce se \u00eentoarce<\/p>\n

ocolind<\/p>\n

de unde a plecat<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Father <\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

I have never told you<\/p>\n

how much I loved you<\/p>\n

concentric circles<\/p>\n

hurt me with regrets<\/p>\n

I haven’t seen<\/p>\n

the smile of death in your eyes<\/p>\n

father<\/p>\n

you left suddenly in the tear of autumn<\/p>\n

between you and us<\/p>\n

the distances fall as rare snowflakes<\/p>\n

it is the time of raining with leaves<\/p>\n

my eyes wash the trees<\/p>\n

where the voice is<\/p>\n

how the step hurts<\/p>\n

when returning<\/p>\n

meandering around<\/p>\n

back to where it had left from<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Cuv\u00e2nt <\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

indicibil\u0103 e s\u0103m\u00e2n\u0163a<\/p>\n

cuv\u00e2ntul<\/p>\n

un copac<\/p>\n

\u00een care-at\u00e2rn\u0103 str\u00e2mb<\/p>\n

dou\u0103 inimi albastre<\/p>\n

\u00een timp ce una bate<\/p>\n

cealalt\u0103-nmugure\u015fte<\/p>\n

s\u0103rb\u0103torind t\u0103cerea dintre noi<\/p>\n

cu frunze<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Word <\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

unspeakable is the seed<\/p>\n

the word<\/p>\n

a tree<\/p>\n

in which hang crooked<\/p>\n

two blue hearts<\/p>\n

while one beats the other buds<\/p>\n

celebrating the silence between us<\/p>\n

with leaves<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Peisaj <\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

sunt<\/p>\n

ca o potec\u0103<\/p>\n

dintr-o p\u0103dure verde p\u0103r\u0103sit\u0103 de c\u0103prioare<\/p>\n

mi-am r\u0103t\u0103cit<\/p>\n

ecoul<\/p>\n

printre copaci<\/p>\n

clipa de tandre\u0163e<\/p>\n

a ancorat<\/p>\n

l\u00e2ng\u0103 cel\u0103lalt cap\u0103t<\/p>\n

anotimpul meu<\/p>\n

a \u00eenflorit cu umbre pe acele unui brad<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Landscape <\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

I am<\/p>\n

like a path<\/p>\n

in a green forest<\/p>\n

abandoned by deers<\/p>\n

I have lost<\/p>\n

my echo<\/p>\n

amid the trees<\/p>\n

the moment of tenderness<\/p>\n

has anchored<\/p>\n

at the other end<\/p>\n

my time of the year<\/p>\n

has bloomed into shadows<\/p>\n

on the needles of a pine<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ochii t\u0103i <\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

ochii t\u0103i<\/p>\n

mi-au ar\u0103tat de\u015fertul<\/p>\n

nu p\u0103\u015fi<\/p>\n

peste c\u0103r\u0103rile ironic consim\u0163ite<\/p>\n

de auditoriu<\/p>\n

e o pas\u0103re fals\u0103<\/p>\n

undeva<\/p>\n

se ghice\u015fte oaza<\/p>\n

\u015fi sur\u00e2sul izvorului<\/p>\n

dac-a\u015f \u00eenfrunzi<\/p>\n

\u00een caden\u0163ele sociale<\/p>\n

mi-ai s\u0103ruta cu aer albastru<\/p>\n

f\u00e2nt\u00e2na privirii<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Your eyes <\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

your eyes<\/p>\n

have shown me the desert<\/p>\n

do not step<\/p>\n

onto the paths ironically consented to<\/p>\n

by the audience<\/p>\n

there is a false bird<\/p>\n

somewhere<\/p>\n

you can catch a glimpse of the oasis<\/p>\n

and the water spring’s smile<\/p>\n

were I to grow leaves<\/p>\n

following social cadences<\/p>\n

you would kiss me with blue air<\/p>\n

the glance’s fountain<\/p>\n

————————-<\/p>\n

Dacina Dan alias Adriana Popa
\n<\/strong><\/p>\n

Timi\u0219oara<\/strong><\/p>\n

4 august 2017<\/strong><\/strong><\/p>\n

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

* Nota mea:<\/em><\/p>\n

Din partea tuturor colaboratorilor, c\u0103lduroase ur\u0103ri de s\u0103n\u0103tate \u0219i bucurii al\u0103turi de cei dragi. Via\u021ba s\u0103-\u021bi fie o poezie, \u00eembr\u0103c\u00e2nd fiecare clip\u0103 cu ve\u0219m\u00e2ntul versului d\u0103ruit…<\/em><\/p>\n

La Mul\u021bi \u0219i Ferici\u021bi Ani !<\/em><\/p>\n

Mariana G.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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