{"id":3258,"date":"2012-03-21T14:54:08","date_gmt":"2012-03-21T14:54:08","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/?p=3258"},"modified":"2012-03-22T17:28:26","modified_gmt":"2012-03-22T17:28:26","slug":"%e2%80%9cnoi-suntem-ca-si-cartile%e2%80%a6%e2%80%9d","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/2012\/03\/21\/%e2%80%9cnoi-suntem-ca-si-cartile%e2%80%a6%e2%80%9d\/","title":{"rendered":"\u201cNoi suntem ca \u015fi c\u0103r\u0163ile\u2026\u201dHedir Al-chalabi"},"content":{"rendered":"

\u201cNoi suntem ca \u015fi c\u0103r\u0163ile\u2026\u201d<\/strong><\/strong><\/p>\n

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\u201cNoi suntem ca \u015fi c\u0103r\u0163ile \u00eentotdeauna cele de valoare sunt \u00eengrijite, protejate \u015fi puse deoparte!\u201d(<\/em>Hedir)<\/strong><\/p>\n

Dedica\u0163ia primit\u0103 \u00een dar, pe un volum de poeme elegant \u015fi delicat, apar\u0163in\u00e2nd prietenei mele Hedir Al-chalabi, \u201c\u015eoptind Suspine Mute<\/em>\u201d, ap\u0103rut la Editura David Press Print, 2012, m-a prins \u00een mrejele poetei, \u00een \u015foaptele ad\u00e2ncite \u00een iubiri. Tr\u0103iri intense, o lupt\u0103 interioar\u0103, un reaz\u0103m \u00een credinta, un strig\u0103t c\u0103tre Dumnezeu.Poeme tandre, pline de optimism, rev\u0103rs\u00e2nd iubire spre cei apropia\u0163i. Un \u201ccuv\u00e2nt\u201d pentru noi , mai degrab\u0103 o lec\u0163ie de via\u0163\u0103, un optimism uluitor…<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u201c\u00cen locuri umbrite de timp, cuvintele par s\u0103-\u015fi piarda sensul \u015fi puterea. Pe c\u00e2t de clare sunt lucrurile \u00een lumin\u0103, pe at\u00e2t de mult se \u00eence\u0163o\u015feaz\u0103 c\u00e2nd ea treptat dispare\u2026dac\u0103 a\u015f reu\u015fi s\u0103 oglindesc omul \u00een vreun fel, probabil ar deveni transparent. Cuv\u00e2ntul, fiind unul dintre c\u0103ile spre \u00een\u0163elepciune, \u00eel las s\u0103 eclipseze ochiul c\u0103tre suflet.<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Poetul Abdullatif Celebi consider\u0103 c\u0103 fiecare dintre c\u0103r\u0163ile sale \u00eei este \u201co prieten\u0103 adevarat\u0103 \u015fi iubitoare, care alung\u0103 toate grijile\u201d. Pentru mine, literele \u00eembinate \u00eentr-o anumit\u0103 ordine sunt magice, transform\u00e2ndu-se \u00een cuvinte ce se arcuiesc dup\u0103 sufletul ce le ghideaz\u0103. Printre ele m\u0103 pierd, m\u0103 ad\u00e2ncesc. M-a\u015f \u00eengropa \u00een c\u0103r\u0163i, ele fiind cele care \u201crelev\u0103 multe pl\u0103ceri acelora care \u015ftiu s\u0103 le aleag\u0103, dar niciun c\u00e2\u015ftig nu se ob\u0163ine f\u0103r\u0103 efort\u201d, sus\u0163inea Montaigne.<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Oriunde mi-a c\u0103lcat piciorul, am avut \u015fansa de a cunoa\u015fte suflete mari, ce, cu r\u0103bdare au ascultat ce aveam de spus.\u00cemi aplec fruntea \u00een fa\u0163a celor care \u015fi-au l\u0103sat amprenta \u00een existen\u0163a mea efemer\u0103. Dragostea infinit\u0103 \u00eens\u0103, le-o dedic celor care m-au sus\u0163inut \u015fi au crezut \u00een mine necondi\u0163ionat, sacrificial dep\u0103\u015find deseori limita firescului! Str\u0103lucirea ochilor lor mi-au fost ca ni\u015fte felinare, lumin\u00e2ndu-mi paginile pe care \u00eencercam din \u00eentuneric s\u0103 le umplu.<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Con\u015ftiin\u0163a mea \u00ee\u015fi are propriile valori \u015fi \u00eencerc prin disponibilitatea mea sufleteasc\u0103 s\u0103-i inspire pe cei aproape, s\u0103 se reinventeze.. N-a\u015f fi omul care sunt, f\u0103r\u0103 ca bunul Dumnezeu s\u0103-mi fi d\u0103ruit \u00een via\u0163\u0103, fiin\u0163e cu mult curaj \u015fi r\u0103bdare, care, mi-au fost \u00eentr-un fel sau altul, c\u0103l\u0103uze. Mi s-a spus odat\u0103, metaforic vorbind, c\u0103 dac\u0103 asociem calea p\u00e2n\u0103 la acea surs\u0103 tainic\u0103 din fiin\u0163a noastr\u0103, cu s\u0103patul unei f\u00e2nt\u00e2ni, atunci putem \u015fti c\u0103 apa rece, limpede \u015fi minunat\u0103 la care vor ajunge este \u00eens\u0103\u015fi apa vie\u0163ii pe care o bem \u00een eternitate. Mi-a\u015f dori s\u0103 pot avea uimitoarea influien\u0163\u0103 subtil\u0103 de a face omul s\u0103 intuiasc\u0103 spontan prezen\u0163a acelei ape din profunzimile sale cu mult \u00eenainte de a ajunge la ea.<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Chiar dac\u0103 pot vedea lumea \u00een diferite peisaje, fie ca e un tablou plin de via\u0163\u0103 sau de moarte, prefer s\u0103 selectez esen\u0163ialul, comoara \u00eentregii vie\u0163i: timpul nostru. C\u00e2t timp voi scrie, sim\u0163i\u0163i-m\u0103 aproape pentru c\u0103 astfel, v\u0103 mul\u0163umesc ca sunte\u0163i!\u201d<\/em>Hedir<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Trupu-i \u201cmiroase-a vers<\/em>\u201d, re\u00eenviie \u201ca\u015ftern\u00e2nd rugina pe h\u00e2rtie<\/em>\u201d\u2026\u201dzi de zi v\u0103 c\u00e2nt<\/em>\u201d\u2026\u201dghemuit\u0103, suport ad\u00e2ncul mister\u201d<\/em>\/\u2026\/\u201drespir, a\u015ftept<\/em>\u2026\/A\u015ftept<\/em>\u201d.( V\u0103 c\u00e2nt \u015fi a\u015ftept, pag13).<\/strong><\/p>\n

Un \u201camalgam de tr\u0103iri<\/em>\u201d, caut\u00e2nd semnele vremii \u015fi trandafirul uscat ; \u201cculoarea<\/em> trandafirului, \u00eel caut mereu<\/em>\/Culoarea \u00eei mai d\u0103 via\u0163\u0103<\/em>\u201d\/..\u201cmascat\u0103-a\u015f vrea s\u0103 fiu cu petalele ei<\/em>\u201d.(vezi pag.53).<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Poemele cre\u015ftine, privind pe ritm de vers drumul spre ve\u015fnicie, arat\u0103 profunzimea \u015fi maturitatea poetei Hedir, con\u015ftient\u0103 de \u201cpovara efemer\u0103\u201d, \u00eensetat\u0103 dupa \u201capa vie\u201d, l\u0103s\u00e2nd \u00een m\u00e2na Celui de Sus judecata fireasc\u0103.\u201dA\u015f vrea s\u0103 tac\/\u015ei voi la fel s\u0103 face\u0163i\/\u00cen lini\u015fte s\u0103 trec p\u0103\u015find\/Doar respira\u0163ia mea s-aud<\/em>\u201d(Povara efemera, pag.131)<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u201cVia\u0163\u0103 pentru via\u0163\u0103\u201d, o rugaciune tainica pentru parinti\u2026<\/strong><\/p>\n

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

De\u015fi nu sunt critic literar, am sim\u0163it nevoia de a scrie despre volumul \u201c\u015eoptind suspine mute\u201d apar\u0163in\u00e2nd unui om drag, Hedir Al-chalabi. \u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n

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

\u00cemi aminte\u015fte de primul s\u0103u volum \u201cEcouri de speran\u0163\u0103\u201d, aparut la aceea\u015fi editur\u0103 \u00een 2009<\/strong>, <\/strong>poeta fiind prezentat\u0103<\/strong> <\/strong>\u00een presa local\u0103 \u015fi cea din str\u0103inatate ca<\/strong> <\/strong>\u00a0<\/strong>\u201c<\/strong>un suflet ginga\u015f, care radiaz\u0103 lumina \u015fi veselie \u00een jur \u00een permanen\u0163\u0103, dar fr\u0103m\u00e2nt\u0103rile sale suflete\u015fti \u015fi triste\u0163ea-i, pot fi descoperite doar \u00een poeziile ei… <\/em>\u00a0\u201c(Alternativa-Canada)<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00a0Ecouri de Speran\u0163\u0103<\/a>\"\"<\/a><\/strong><\/strong><\/p>\n

Volumul \u201c\u015eoptind suspine mute\u201d, o carte deosebit\u0103, profund\u0103; poeme de dragoste, triste\u0163e ce macin\u0103 dar \u00eent\u0103ritoare, revolt\u0103 interioar\u0103 pentru ce este nedrept, av\u00e2nd puterea totu\u015fi de a iubi, a ierta \u015fi a merge z\u00e2mbind mai departe.Legatura cu divinitatea este unic\u0103.Puterea cuv\u00e2ntului o \u00eent\u0103re\u015fte zi de zi. Deja \u015fi-a creat universal ei dincolo de imagina\u0163ia noastr\u0103, purt\u00e2nd ea \u00eens\u0103\u015fi povara tuturor \u00een numele iubirii, \u201c\u015foptind suspine mute\u201d\u2026 A\u015f face \u015fi eu la r\u00e2ndu-mi o plec\u0103ciune \u00een fa\u0163a prietenei mele Hedir, spun\u00e2nd doar at\u00e2t: Cu Dumnezeu \u00eenainte!<\/strong><\/strong><\/p>\n

Poeta Hedir Al-chalabi , cu \u201csufletul ei special\u201d a biruit! \u00ce\u0163i mul\u0163umesc pentru carte, draga mea prieten\u0103, oriunde te-ai afla\u2026<\/strong> <\/em><\/strong>\u201eSunt focuri care ard \u015fi-n ploaie\/Sunt focuri care nu se sting\/Sunt dep\u0103rt\u0103ri ce par aproape\/Sunt inimi tari care \u00eenving\u201d.<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

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Mariana Gurza<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

\u201cNoi suntem ca \u015fi c\u0103r\u0163ile\u2026\u201d \u00a0 \u201cNoi suntem ca \u015fi c\u0103r\u0163ile \u00eentotdeauna cele de valoare sunt \u00eengrijite, protejate \u015fi puse [&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-3258","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-articole"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3258","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=3258"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3258\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3258"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3258"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3258"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}