{"id":33627,"date":"2017-11-28T18:10:53","date_gmt":"2017-11-28T18:10:53","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/?p=33627"},"modified":"2017-11-28T18:12:42","modified_gmt":"2017-11-28T18:12:42","slug":"ana-podaru-poesis-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/2017\/11\/28\/ana-podaru-poesis-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Ana PODARU: Poesis"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Ninge peste urma potcoavelor de cai<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Ne ninge peste urma potcoavelor de cai
\nD\u0103-mi m\u00e2n\u0103 ta, iubito, s\u0103 \u00eenfrunt\u0103m n\u0103me\u021bii
\nC\u00e2nd fulgii de z\u0103pad\u0103-s ca florile de mai
\nPeste obrazu-\u021bi rumen, un scut \u00een fa\u021ba ce\u021bii,<\/p>\n

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S\u0103 alerg\u0103m, iubito, prin castele poieni…
\nL\u0103s\u00e2nd \u00een urma noastr\u0103 iubirea prin z\u0103pad\u0103
\nS\u0103 cerem fericirii \u00eenc\u0103 at\u00e2tea ierni…
\nCernite cu nectarul de fulgi ce-au dat s\u0103 cad\u0103,<\/p>\n

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Cu m\u00e2njii laolalt\u0103 s\u0103 \u00eenfrunt\u0103m troiene
\nS\u0103 nu ne fie team\u0103 de viscol sau de ger,
\nVoi s\u0103ruta f\u0103ptura-\u021bi c\u00e2nd fluturi iar din gene
\n\u0218i p\u0103s\u0103ri mari de prad\u0103 dintr-o privire pier,<\/p>\n

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Doar umbrele de aripi de \u00eenger prin om\u0103t
\n\u0218i urmele de pa\u0219i l\u0103sat de noi pe drum,
\nHai s\u0103 dans\u0103m, iubito, de tine s\u0103 m\u0103-mb\u0103t
\nTopindu-m\u0103 ca fulgul pe buza ta, acum,<\/p>\n

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\u0218i ninge peste urma potcoavelor de cai
\nAceasta este iarna ce ne-o doream iubito,
\nLa fel ca-n prim\u0103var\u0103 c\u00e2nd florile de mai
\nNe mai ningeau odat\u0103…iubirea am g\u0103sit-o..<\/p>\n

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Viscolul \u0219i lacrima<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Brrr, crap\u0103 pietrele-n c\u0103rare os\u00e2ndite de-aspru ger,
\nIarna asta-i numai \u021bur\u021buri at\u00e2rna\u021bi de-un col\u021b de cer,
\nBaba-\u0219i scutur\u0103 cojocul peste sate, mun\u021bi \u0219i v\u0103i,
\nMai trosne\u0219te-un lemn \u00een sob\u0103 \u00een s\u0103racele od\u0103i.<\/p>\n

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Cergile miros a molii-mb\u0103ls\u0103mate-n naftalin\u0103,
\nCaii \u00eenh\u0103ma\u021bi la s\u0103nii se-opintesc f\u0103r\u0103 hodin\u0103,
\nUn \u021b\u0103ran cu-o cu\u0219m\u0103 roas\u0103 str\u00e2nge h\u0103\u021burile-n m\u00e2ini,
\nDup\u0103 sanie alearg\u0103 m\u00e2r\u00e2ind vreo \u0219apte c\u00e2ini.<\/p>\n

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La fereastr\u0103 se arat\u0103 un copil \u00eembujorat…
\n\u00centr-o curte-un om b\u0103tr\u00e2n crap\u0103 lemne-ngrijorat,
\nCump\u0103na de la f\u00e2nt\u00e2n\u0103 sc\u00e2r\u021b\u00e2ie c\u00e2nd bate v\u00e2ntul,
\nA-nghe\u021bat \u00een ciuturi apa \u0219i \u00een inim\u0103… p\u0103m\u00e2ntul.<\/p>\n

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Vacile mugesc \u00een grajduri, crap\u0103 \u021b\u00e2\u021bele nemulse,
\nBoii au sl\u0103bit de foame, carele-au r\u0103mas neunse,
\nM\u0103m\u0103liga are coaj\u0103… s\u0103ul oilor e rece…
\nViscolul, pr\u0103p\u0103d \u00een cale-i, num\u0103rata-mi zile, zece.<\/p>\n

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Pomii \u00eembr\u0103ca\u021bi \u00een ghea\u021b\u0103-\u0219i os\u00e2ndesc chircite ramuri,
\nFlori de ghea\u021b\u0103 nemiloas\u0103 \u00eenfloresc timid pe geamuri,
\nPe obrazul unei mame curge-o lacrim\u0103 s\u0103rat\u0103…
\nNumai ea \u00een miezul iernii nu \u00eenghea\u021b\u0103,-i prea curat\u0103.<\/p>\n

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Ultimul vals<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Cade bruma nemiloas\u0103 peste frunza ruginie,
\nEa tresare \u0219i icne\u0219te la preludiul nesf\u00e2r\u0219it,
\nSe desprinde-apoi din ram \u0219i-\u0219i ia zborul spre c\u00e2mpie
\nCa o arip\u0103 de \u00eenger de p\u0103cate r\u0103v\u0103\u0219it…<\/p>\n

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V\u00e2ntul face-o reveren\u021b\u0103 acord\u00e2nd u\u0219or vioara,
\nPrintre crengi se-aude c\u00e2ntec, alt\u0103 frunz\u0103 d\u0103 s\u0103 cad\u0103,
\nZboar\u0103 dup-a ei surat\u0103 f\u0103r\u0103 \u00eenapoi s\u0103 vad\u0103
\nCum pe creanga p\u0103r\u0103sit\u0103 se a\u0219eaz\u0103-o biat\u0103 cioar\u0103,<\/p>\n

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C\u00e2ntul v\u00e2ntului \u00eentoarce prima frunz\u0103 l\u00e2ng\u0103 pom
\nL\u00e2ng\u0103 cealalt\u0103 surat\u0103 face scurte piruete…
\nDelicat\u0103-n jur valseaz\u0103 alt\u0103 frunz\u0103 cu paiete,
\nBruma fuse generoas\u0103 a-mbr\u0103cat-o ca pe-un gnom,<\/p>\n

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Ramurile se apleac\u0103 \u00eentr-un dans ame\u021bitor…
\nValsul frunzelor cu brum\u0103, un miraj n\u0103scut de toamn\u0103,
\nDup\u0103-at\u00e2tea roade str\u00e2nse azi arat\u0103 ca o doamn\u0103
\nCe-a muncit \u00eentreaga via\u021b\u0103, zi \u0219i noapte, la decor,<\/p>\n

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Ce spectacol, ce minune, drama ultimului dans
\nF\u0103r\u0103 poante, f\u0103r\u0103 aripi, f\u0103r\u0103 rochie de bal…
\nFrunze ce-or s\u0103 moar\u0103 m\u00e2ine sub copitele de cal
\nAzi valseaz\u0103 brum\u0103rite, geam\u0103t, patim\u0103, balans.<\/p>\n

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Doina frunzelor t\u00e2rzii
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\nMurit-au codrii desfrunzi\u021bi sub glasuri de topoare,
\nM\u0103 uit \u00een jur prin lumini\u0219 de suflet, dar m\u0103 doare,
\nM\u0103 dor poienile pustii ce pl\u00e2ng sub iarba ars\u0103
\nPe care s-a prelins din cer o lacrim\u0103 ne\u0219tears\u0103.<\/p>\n

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Sub talp\u0103-mi murmur\u0103 izvor captiv sub drum de piatr\u0103,
\nUn vreasc m\u0103 roag\u0103 s\u0103-l adun, s\u0103-l ard la mine-n vatr\u0103,
\nNu vrea s\u0103 moar\u0103 chinuit sub tropotul de cai
\nCe-alearg\u0103 f\u0103r\u0103 de st\u0103p\u00e2n pe-acest mirific plai.<\/p>\n

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Eu m\u0103 g\u00e2ndesc s\u0103-i \u00eemplinesc o ultim\u0103 dorin\u021b\u0103
\n\u0218i-i dau un loc de leg\u0103m\u00e2nt \u00een col\u021bul de catrin\u021b\u0103,
\n\u00cempung cu acul, r\u00e2nd cu r\u00e2nd, trifoi cu patru foi,
\nO ve\u0219nicie vreau s\u0103 \u021bes \u00een p\u00e2nza vie\u021bii-n doi.<\/p>\n

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Inelul vreascului e nou, un semn c\u0103-i doar l\u0103star
\nT\u0103iat de-un suflet nemilos din lumea lui Icar,
\nStejarul mi-a \u0219optit ceva strunit de v\u00e2nt- vioar\u0103-
\nE doina frunzelor t\u00e2rzii ce au r\u0103mas s\u0103 moar\u0103.<\/p>\n

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Se duc ca ele anii grei, nu \u0219tiu, nici nu v\u0103d unde,
\nToporul taie brazde-n tei \u0219i \u021bip\u0103tu-mi ascunde.
\nC\u0103 sunt b\u0103tr\u00e2n nu-mi pare r\u0103u, regretul mi-este mum\u0103
\n\u0218i dorul dup\u0103 codrii mei ca la\u021bul m\u0103 sugrum\u0103.<\/p>\n

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Ana PODARU<\/strong><\/p>\n

Haywards Heath, Anglia<\/strong><\/p>\n

28 noiembrie 2017<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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