{"id":31546,"date":"2017-08-15T19:16:07","date_gmt":"2017-08-15T19:16:07","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/?p=31546"},"modified":"2017-08-15T19:16:07","modified_gmt":"2017-08-15T19:16:07","slug":"dorina-stoica-%e2%80%9cimi-caut-drumul-spre-lumina%e2%80%9d-emilia-tutuianu-%e2%80%9cpentru-tine-cand-vei-veni%e2%80%9d-editura-%e2%80%9csingur%e2%80%9d-2017","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/2017\/08\/15\/dorina-stoica-%e2%80%9cimi-caut-drumul-spre-lumina%e2%80%9d-emilia-tutuianu-%e2%80%9cpentru-tine-cand-vei-veni%e2%80%9d-editura-%e2%80%9csingur%e2%80%9d-2017\/","title":{"rendered":"Dorina Stoica: \u201c\u00cemi caut drumul spre Lumin\u0103\u201d – Emilia \u021au\u021buianu, \u201cPentru tine c\u00e2nd vei veni\u201d, Editura \u201cSingur\u201d, 2017"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"\"<\/a>O carte de poezie \u00eenchinat\u0103 dragostei \u0219i prieteniei \u00een care poemele ce sunt pe o pagin\u0103 \u00een limba rom\u00e2n\u0103, iar pe celalat\u0103 \u00een limba englez\u0103 traduse de prietenul\u00a0 Dinu Sfrejan, par a se \u00eembr\u0103\u021bi\u0219a \u00eentr-un soi de iubire a cuvintelor, mai presus de cuvinte.<\/p>\n

\u00cen prefa\u021ba c\u0103r\u021bii, scriitorul Eugen Dorcescu ne atrage aten\u021bia pe bun\u0103 dreptate c\u0103 : \u201cSufletele cultivate, educate, sensibile, de o alc\u0103tuire diafan\u0103, vor fi foarte atente la mesajul \u0219i sonurile acestor stihuri.\u201d<\/em> \u00cemi permit s\u0103 adaug, c\u0103 doar aceste suflete vor rezona cu poezia Emiliei \u021au\u021buianu! Spun aceasta deoarece volumul intitulat \u201cPentru tine, c\u00e2nd vei veni\u201d,<\/em> pe care l-am citit \u0219i \u00eel\u00a0 recitesc cu aceia\u0219i emo\u021bie, m-a tulburat prin tr\u0103irea emo\u021biei sale, i-am \u00een\u021beles zbuciumul interior \u0219i dorul, a\u0219a cum numai o alt\u0103 femeie poet\u0103 poate \u00een\u021belege.<\/p>\n

Predominant\u0103 este iubirea agape de\u0219i nu lipse\u0219te nici erosul, ca \u00een orce liric\u0103 feminin\u0103. Poemele acestei c\u0103r\u021bi con\u021bin acea energie pe care o d\u0103 \u00eenchinarea, tr\u0103irea liturgic\u0103, truda pentru un scop m\u0103re\u021b pus \u00een slujba aproapelui. \u201d\u00ce\u021bi iau inima \u00een palme,\/ c\u0103ldura inimii tale\u2026\/ Singura existent\u0103.\/ Apoi nelini\u0219tile tale\/ altruismul, d\u0103ruirea ta\/ le rev\u0103rs asupra oamenilor\/ ar\u0103t\u00e2nd, evoc\u00e2nd\u201d.( \u201cTu\u201d )<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00centr-una din poezii \u00eentitulat\u0103 simplu \u201cIubire\u201d,<\/em> umanul se revars\u0103 \u00een divin \u0219i divinul \u00een uman \u00eentr-o simbioz\u0103 aproape perfecta: \u201cG\u00e2ndurile mele alearg\u0103,\/ tot pe drumul dinspre zi,\/ am r\u0103mas prins\u0103 \u00een rug\u0103\/ a\u0219tept\u00e2ndu-te s\u0103 vii\u201d.<\/em> Citind sim\u021bi un dor permanent, o lacrim\u0103 uneori pl\u00e2ns\u0103, alteori t\u0103inuit\u0103. \u201cM\u0103 ghemuiesc \u00een mine, obosit\u0103\/ \u0218i adun, \u00een bra\u021be ce-mi flutur\u0103 \u00een v\u00e2nt,\/ amintirile r\u0103mase, din alt timp.\/ Inima se deschide ca o rodie, cu pic\u0103turi ro\u0219ii ce se-amestec\u0103.\u201d( Revenire<\/em>).<\/p>\n

\u00centru cunoa\u0219terea Adev\u0103rului, \u00eentreb\u0103rile vin, tulbur\u0103 precum \u00eengerul \u00een sc\u0103ld\u0103toarea Vitezda apa, unele \u00ee\u0219i afl\u0103 r\u0103spunsul, altele ajung departe, \u201cp\u00e2n\u0103 dincolo de \u00eentreb\u0103ri.<\/em>\u201d<\/em>\/, \u201e Voi r\u0103bda \u0219i voi \u00eendura orice,\/cu speran\u021ba c\u0103 \u00eentr-o zi\/ voi deslu\u0219i Adev\u0103rul.\/\/\u00a0\u00a0 (Cine<\/em>? )<\/p>\n

Poeta ca \u00eentr-o \u0219oapt\u0103 a rug\u0103ciunii are versul suav, \u00eenc\u0103rcat de triste\u021bea unei iubiri tainice. Ea nu dezn\u0103d\u0103jduie\u0219te deoarece are un scop precis, g\u0103sirea drumului spre Lumin\u0103. \u201eCa \u00eentr-o litanie\/ \u00cemi caut drumul spre Lumin\u0103.\u201d ( Drumul meu<\/em>)\u201d.<\/p>\n

Chipul smerit al poetei, cumin\u021benia pe care o degaj\u0103 \u00eentreaga sa f\u0103ptur\u0103 ascund o avaln\u0219\u0103 de feminitate, de pasiune, de eros pe un fundal de iubire ne\u00eemplinit\u0103, ori poate doar visat\u0103. \u201dPe aripi de v\u00e2nt ajunge la mine\/ chemarea ta sf\u00e2nt\u0103 \u0219i plin\u0103 de dor.\/ \u0218i-n val de mireasm\u0103 m\u0103-ndrept c\u0103tre tine\/ plutesc prin p\u0103dure…\/ p\u0103s\u0103ri ne c\u00e2nt\u0103 \u00een cor, imnul iubirii eterne…\/ Dar visul se stinge,\/ din nou m\u0103 trezesc\/ pun m\u00e2na pe buzele-mi aprinse\u201d.( Visul dragostei<\/em>). Sau \u201cCaut fericirea ce s-a destr\u0103mat\/ sub pleope \u00eengreunate de lacrimi\u201d( El<\/em>).<\/p>\n

Dou\u0103 elemente mi-au atras aten\u021bia \u00een poezia E.\u021a \u0219i anume culoarea verde folosit\u0103 destul de des pentru a ilustra optimismul, prim\u0103vara, echilibrul, fertilitatea, rena\u0219terea, via\u021ba ve\u0219nic\u0103, culorea cea dint\u00e2i a lumii cea n\u0103sc\u0103toare de frumuse\u021be \u0219i de speran\u021b\u0103 \u0219i p\u0103durea ca un drum nesf\u00e2r\u0219it al singur\u0103t\u0103\u021bii dar \u0219i al statorniciei. Poeta ne m\u0103rturise\u0219te despre o c\u0103su\u021b\u0103 ascuns\u0103 \u00eentr-o p\u0103dure! \u201cDoamne, \u00eentr-un loc anume\/ mi-am reg\u0103sit rostul,\/ prin poteci ascunse,\u2026 prin fream\u0103t de frunze\/ \u0219i casa mea t\u0103cut\u0103\/ pl\u00e2nge pe verand\u0103…\u201d(C\u0103su\u021ba mea).<\/em><\/p>\n

Volumul se \u00eencheie cu un poem mai amplu intitulat \u201cJoc\u201d<\/em> ce ar necesita o lectur\u0103 mai atent\u0103. Aruncarea pietrelor \u00een ap\u0103 put\u00e2nd avea semnifica\u021bia parcurgerii vie\u021bii ca o c\u0103l\u0103torie av\u00e2nd drept final \u00eent\u00e2lnirea Creatorului acestei lumi. Via\u021ba ca un joc de copil de-a pietricelele colorate!<\/p>\n

Gestul autoarei de-a \u00eencredin\u021ba h\u00e2rtiei tr\u0103irile sale, pe alocuri aproape intime \u0219i a d\u0103rui cartea celor ce i-au fost aproape la fericitul eveniment prilejuit de inaugurarea Centrului Cultural Spiritual de la M\u0103n\u0103stirea V\u0103ratec, poate fi egalat doar de o spovedanie f\u0103cut\u0103 cu inima curat\u0103.<\/p>\n

Am \u00eendr\u0103git-o pe aceast\u0103 poet\u0103 iremediabil \u0219i i-am acordat un loc \u00een fa\u021b\u0103 \u00een sufletul meu.<\/p>\n

Nu \u0219tiu dac\u0103 acest gen de poezie va intra \u00een aten\u021bia criticii de specialitate \u0219i nici dac\u0103 va primi cronici laudative,\u00a0 dar ceea ce simt dup\u0103 ce am citit-o de dou\u0103 este c\u0103 poezia face parte din fiin\u021ba Emiliei \u021au\u021buianu \u0219i reprezint\u0103 acel balsam care \u00eei alin\u0103 durerile \u00een nop\u021bile\u00a0 de insomnii ori \u00een momentele de triste\u021be \u0219i \u00eei da puterea s\u0103 mearg\u0103 mai departe pe drumul pe care \u0219i l-a ales spre \u00eemplinirea unui destin ce nu este dat oric\u0103rui muritor. O v\u0103d cu ochii min\u021bii pe Emilia \u00eemplinindu-\u0219i ve\u0219nicirea la M\u0103n\u0103stirea V\u0103ratec, \u00eentr-o c\u0103su\u021b\u0103 ascuns\u0103 de verdea\u021b\u0103 \u0219i flori, odihnindu-se \u00een poezie \u0219i \u00een rug\u0103ciune.<\/p>\n

Pentru to\u021bi acei pe care \u00eei poart\u0103 \u00een suflet poeta m\u0103rturise\u0219te: \u201c<\/em>Am r\u0103mas aceia\u0219i\u201d<\/em>:<\/em> Cuv\u00e2ntul m-a \u00eembr\u0103cat,\/ Credin\u021ba mi-a fost rezem,\/ Iubirea mi-a fost cas\u0103,\/<\/em> <\/em>Bun\u0103tatea, darul meu,\/ Pentru voi.<\/em>\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Citit\u0103 cu sufletul \u0219i \u00een\u021beles\u0103 cu inima poezia acestul volum are profunzimea unei f\u00e2nt\u00e2ni \u00een care se oglinde\u0219te ca un b\u0103nu\u021b de argint, cerul.<\/p>\n

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———————–<\/p>\n

Dorina Stoica <\/strong><\/p>\n

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

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