{"id":34063,"date":"2017-12-10T10:18:46","date_gmt":"2017-12-10T10:18:46","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/?p=34063"},"modified":"2017-12-10T18:16:46","modified_gmt":"2017-12-10T18:16:46","slug":"corin-culcea-10-cifre","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/2017\/12\/10\/corin-culcea-10-cifre\/","title":{"rendered":"Corin CULCEA: 10 cifre"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Cifra 1<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Scriu cifra 1, cifra vederii,<\/p>\n

revin la via\u021ba mea<\/p>\n

dinainte de a mai spera ceva…<\/p>\n

E o lini\u015ftire oarb\u0103 \u00een mine,<\/p>\n

\u00een\u021beleg, \u00een sf\u00e2r\u015fit,<\/p>\n

aerul clipelor de catifea,<\/p>\n

f\u0103r\u0103 greutate \u015fi f\u0103r\u0103 mi\u015fcare…<\/p>\n

Sunt eu,<\/p>\n

cel dinainte de a m\u0103 na\u015fte soldat<\/p>\n

t\u00e2r\u00e2ndu-se prin tran\u015feele liniare \u015fi str\u00e2mte,<\/p>\n

ale iubirilor sub asediu…<\/p>\n

O s\u0103 evadez din mine<\/p>\n

cu primul reflux favorabil,<\/p>\n

pe cea mai s\u0103r\u0103c\u0103cioas\u0103 plut\u0103 de visuri,<\/p>\n

cu toat\u0103 nep\u0103sarea de care sunt \u00een stare,<\/p>\n

pentru chipul \u015fi carnea<\/p>\n

pe care mi le \u00eendur,<\/p>\n

c\u00e2nd nu \u00eemi doresc dec\u00e2t p\u0103m\u00e2ntul sub t\u0103lpi…<\/p>\n

\u201ecu moartea pe moarte c\u0103lc\u00e2nd\u201d,<\/p>\n

at\u00e2t de tainic \u015fi bl\u00e2nd!<\/p>\n

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Cifra 2<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Scriu cifra 2,<\/p>\n

pe fruntea sim\u021burilor,<\/p>\n

cifra c\u00e2ntecului de leb\u0103d\u0103, arcuit rotund<\/p>\n

\u00een casa sufletului descul\u021b,<\/p>\n

chircit \u00een nemi\u015fcarea f\u0103tului…<\/p>\n

\u00cenv\u0103\u021b s\u0103 merg din nou,<\/p>\n

m\u0103 clatin, cad, m\u0103 ridic,<\/p>\n

dar nu mai pl\u00e2ng<\/p>\n

sf\u00e2\u015fietoare z\u0103ri \u015fi a\u015ftept\u0103ri…<\/p>\n

Doar num\u0103r \u00een ne\u015ftire<\/p>\n

plumbii cartu\u015felor trase \u00een mine,<\/p>\n

din arma \u00eencins\u0103 a vie\u021bii besmetice,<\/p>\n

ciuruit, \u00eenr\u0103it, \u00eenflorit…<\/p>\n

Scriu cifra 2,<\/p>\n

cu semnul s\u00e2ngelui meu<\/p>\n

\u015ferpuit \u00een triunghiul obtuz al iluziilor…<\/p>\n

P\u0103strez cu grij\u0103<\/p>\n

restul semin\u021belor nesem\u0103nate,<\/p>\n

p\u00e2n\u0103 la prim\u0103var\u0103…<\/p>\n

p\u00e2n\u0103 la prim\u0103var\u0103…<\/p>\n

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Cifra 3<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Scriu cifra 3,<\/p>\n

marea m\u00e2ng\u00e2indu-\u021bi s\u00e2nii,<\/p>\n

tu, descul\u021b\u0103 \u015fi umed\u0103,<\/p>\n

u\u015foar\u0103 precum o lacrim\u0103<\/p>\n

\u00eenghi\u021bit\u0103 de soare…<\/p>\n

Deja cifra aceasta<\/p>\n

m\u0103 apropie de neuitare, de via\u021b\u0103.<\/p>\n

Dezgropat de viu,<\/p>\n

\u00ee\u021bi incendiez trupul cu privirea,<\/p>\n

un val uria\u015f,<\/p>\n

f\u0103r\u0103 cuvinte inutile…<\/p>\n

Copilul din tine<\/p>\n

\u00eenc\u0103 adun\u0103 scoici ascunse-n nisip<\/p>\n

\u015fi ui\u021bi c\u00e2t e\u015fti de frumoas\u0103,<\/p>\n

numai pentru mine acum…<\/p>\n

S\u0103 fiu un cal alb, o iertare,<\/p>\n

spuma de val ce te \u00eembr\u0103\u021bi\u015feaz\u0103,<\/p>\n

trandafirul \u00eenfipt \u00een p\u0103rul t\u0103u,<\/p>\n

visul cel mai nebun…<\/p>\n

Mi-e sete, mi-e foame, mi-e dor,<\/p>\n

a\u015ftept cifra 4,<\/p>\n

s\u0103 fiu mult mai bun!<\/p>\n

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Cifra 4<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Scriu aplecat, chinuit, cifra 4…<\/p>\n

acela\u015fi scaun mereu incomod,<\/p>\n

pe care sper c\u0103 voi scrie odat\u0103 \u0219i-odat\u0103<\/p>\n

poemul ce m\u0103 va ucide…<\/p>\n

Sunt o \u021bigare aruncat\u0103 aprins\u0103,<\/p>\n

peste care plou\u0103,<\/p>\n

gura care pl\u00e2nge t\u0103ceri,<\/p>\n

ochiul care arde cuvinte!<\/p>\n

Uneori nu apar\u021bin acestui P\u0103m\u00e2nt,<\/p>\n

m\u0103 pr\u0103bu\u015fesc, m\u0103 \u00eenal\u021b<\/p>\n

la marginea realului,<\/p>\n

paznic de far,<\/p>\n

\u00eengrijitorul luminii…<\/p>\n

Scriu aplecat, chinuit ca o umbr\u0103,<\/p>\n

dar sunt fericit<\/p>\n

c\u0103 via\u021ba mea este cifra<\/p>\n

de a d\u0103rui, de a pierde!<\/p>\n

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Cifra 5<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Scriu cifra 5,<\/p>\n

\u00eengenunchere \u00een mine,<\/p>\n

\u00een rug\u0103ciunea ce m\u0103 apropie<\/p>\n

\u015fi m\u0103 deschide…<\/p>\n

U\u015fureaz\u0103-mi crucea din spate,<\/p>\n

\u015fterge-mi cu zv\u00e2cnirea unei pleoape sudoarea!<\/p>\n

Plutesc \u00een sur\u00e2sul t\u0103u,<\/p>\n

nuf\u0103r bl\u00e2nd,<\/p>\n

p\u00e2n\u0103 c\u00e2nd voi adormi obosit<\/p>\n

sub aripile unei lebede albe…<\/p>\n

Scriu cifra 5,<\/p>\n

cu genunchii la gur\u0103<\/p>\n

\u015fi aud \u00een p\u00e2ntec<\/p>\n

trop\u0103itul \u00eenalt al pantofilor t\u0103i<\/p>\n

pe asfaltul \u00eentoarcerii…<\/p>\n

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Cifra 6<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Scriu cifra 6,<\/p>\n

o arip\u0103 deschis\u0103…<\/p>\n

Pot zbura \u015fi cu jum\u0103tatea din mine…<\/p>\n

M\u0103 trezesc din ninsoare,<\/p>\n

din nemi\u015fcare<\/p>\n

\u015fi din frica de noapte,<\/p>\n

jum\u0103tatea de trup \u00eemi e numai \u015foapte…<\/p>\n

Spune-mi c\u0103-i vis,<\/p>\n

scrijele\u015fte-mi, cu fa\u021ba \u00eentoars\u0103 spre soare,<\/p>\n

cealalt\u0103 arip\u0103,<\/p>\n

a ta!<\/p>\n

Spune-mi c\u0103 lupii cei negri<\/p>\n

nu m-au mu\u015fcat!…<\/p>\n

Prelunge\u015fte-m\u0103 tu,<\/p>\n

p\u00e2n\u0103 \u00een lumina \u00eenser\u0103rilor ro\u015fii,<\/p>\n

las\u0103-m\u0103 liber,<\/p>\n

doar at\u00e2t c\u00e2t s\u0103 nu pierd \u015firul…<\/p>\n

\u015fi zborul<\/p>\n

dintre ore \u015fi dragoste!<\/p>\n

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Cifra 7<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Scriu cifra 7,<\/p>\n

nu m\u0103 gr\u0103besc,<\/p>\n

dar avem de recuperat implozia tangourilor<\/p>\n

pe care nu le-am dansat niciodat\u0103,<\/p>\n

m\u00e2na ta c\u0103ut\u00e2ndu-\u015fi locul<\/p>\n

\u015fi inima ca o s\u0103m\u00e2n\u021b\u0103<\/p>\n

aruncat\u0103 \u00eentre \u015finele de cale ferat\u0103.<\/p>\n

Nu m\u0103 gr\u0103besc,<\/p>\n

nu mai plec din fragilitatea c\u00e2ntecului…<\/p>\n

nu mai e\u015fti demult pentru tine,<\/p>\n

e\u015fti un fluture tremur\u00e2nd<\/p>\n

pe albul peretelui camerei mele!<\/p>\n

Scriu cifra 7,<\/p>\n

\u00eentind m\u00e2na \u015fi te cuprind…<\/p>\n

un bandaj<\/p>\n

pentru \u00eenc\u0103 o via\u021b\u0103.<\/p>\n

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Cifra 8<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Scriu cifra 8,<\/p>\n

at\u00e2t de greu de \u00een\u021beles,<\/p>\n

v\u0103d mereu altceva…<\/p>\n

Suntem dou\u0103 \u00eenceputuri opuse<\/p>\n

\u015fi totu\u015fi at\u00e2t de legate,<\/p>\n

inseparabile \u00een respira\u021bia pl\u0103m\u00e2nilor.<\/p>\n

A\u015f putea invoca infinitul banal,<\/p>\n

dar trec mai departe,<\/p>\n

mereu cu un pas \u00eenaintea timpului…<\/p>\n

Prezentul nu exist\u0103, v\u0103 spun,<\/p>\n

e doar iluzia clipei,<\/p>\n

mu\u015fc\u0103tura ce las\u0103 urme…<\/p>\n

Trecutul e singurul adev\u0103r tr\u0103it<\/p>\n

\u00een at\u00e2tea orizonturi de dezechilibru,<\/p>\n

m\u0103cinat \u00een nisip,<\/p>\n

\u00eempr\u0103\u015ftiat \u00een nefiin\u021b\u0103,<\/p>\n

viitorul, singura dorin\u021b\u0103 \u00een pleoapa sim\u021birilor!<\/p>\n

M\u0103 \u00eentreb: tu c\u00e2t mai rezi\u015fti<\/p>\n

nedezbr\u0103cat\u0103 \u00een bra\u021bele cifrei 8,<\/p>\n

c\u00e2t mai numeri \u00een g\u00e2nd,<\/p>\n

p\u00e2n\u0103 la s\u00e2nge,<\/p>\n

privind luna plin\u0103 m\u00e2ng\u00e2indu-\u021bi obrajii…<\/p>\n

at\u00e2t de dreapt\u0103 \u015fi at\u00e2t de singur\u0103<\/p>\n

\u00een propria team\u0103 a c\u0103rnii?<\/p>\n

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Cifra 9<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Scriu cifra 9,<\/p>\n

aripa de sprijin care atinge p\u0103m\u00e2ntul<\/p>\n

unde \u00eemi trudesc foamea poeziei,<\/p>\n

cinstit \u015fi sincer,<\/p>\n

\u00een lumina \u00eentunericului dintre somn \u015fi trezire…<\/p>\n

Nu pot face concesii cuvintelor,<\/p>\n

cum nu pot face respira\u021biei<\/p>\n

sau crimei!<\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd scriu despre tine, iubito,<\/p>\n

pagina mea speriat\u0103<\/p>\n

\u00eencepe s\u0103 r\u00e2d\u0103,<\/p>\n

s\u0103 aib\u0103 gust, v\u0103z \u015fi auz,<\/p>\n

s\u0103 fie s\u0103rat\u0103 \u015fi dulce,<\/p>\n

o dragoste de ne\u00eenfr\u00e2nt…<\/p>\n

Scriu cifra 9,<\/p>\n

g\u00e2ndindu-m\u0103 la tine ca la o fereastr\u0103 deschis\u0103<\/p>\n

\u00een primele ore ale dimine\u021bii…<\/p>\n

dac\u0103 tai razele soarelui,<\/p>\n

voi ajunge la visele tale,<\/p>\n

la aceea\u015fi arip\u0103 de sprijin, fosforescent\u0103,<\/p>\n

care \u00eembr\u0103\u021bi\u015feaz\u0103 p\u0103m\u00e2ntul,<\/p>\n

pentru \u00eenc\u0103 un drum…<\/p>\n

spre inima mea zdren\u021buit\u0103,<\/p>\n

din Triunghiul Bermudelor.<\/p>\n

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Num\u0103rul 10<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Scriu num\u0103rul 10,<\/p>\n

cu teama Dumnezeului rostogolit \u00een mine,<\/p>\n

f\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103 \u015ftiu dac\u0103 sunt \u00eenceputul<\/p>\n

sau nimicul sp\u00e2nzurat de grinda secundelor.<\/p>\n

\u00cel scriu, dar nu-mi apar\u021bine,<\/p>\n

am ajuns prea t\u00e2rziu…<\/p>\n

A\u015fa cum spuneam,<\/p>\n

timpul nu m-a \u00een\u021beles,<\/p>\n

nici m\u0103car din mil\u0103.<\/p>\n

Lega\u021bi-l, pune\u021bi-i c\u0103tu\u015fe,<\/p>\n

voi ce ave\u021bi fericirea suprem\u0103 \u00een s\u00e2nge!<\/p>\n

Timpul pierdut,<\/p>\n

timpul durut<\/p>\n

\u015fi timpul sf\u00e2r\u015fit…<\/p>\n

unu \u015fi zero…<\/p>\n

iubit \u015fi ur\u00e2t…<\/p>\n

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———————————-<\/strong><\/p>\n

Corin CULCEA<\/strong><\/p>\n

Ploie\u0219ti
\n<\/strong><\/p>\n

10 decembrie, 2017<\/strong><\/p>\n

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

Not\u0103 biografic\u0103<\/em><\/p>\n

Ioan Corin CULCEA, <\/strong>s-a n\u0103scut \u00een data de 25.04.1955, \u00een Puchenii Mo\u015fneni, jud. Prahova. Domiciliat \u00een Ploie\u015fti.<\/p>\n

Una dintre cele mai mari m\u00e2ndrii ale mele este aceea c\u0103 sunt concitadin cu unul dintre cele mai mari suflete ale poeziei rom\u00e2ne\u015fti, Nichita St\u0103nescu, lucru ce m\u0103 oblig\u0103 enorm… \u015fi nu mi-a\u015f permite niciodat\u0103 s\u0103 fac poezia de ru\u015fine.<\/p>\n

C\u0103r\u021bi publicate:<\/p>\n

\u201eTemplul meu\u201d \u2013 octombrie, 2016, Editura Genius, Bucure\u015fti; \u201eLemuriana mea\u201d \u2013 aprilie, 2017, Editura Genius, Bucure\u015fti; \u00a0\u201eTimp f\u0103r\u0103 timp\u201d \u2013 septembrie, 2017,\u00a0 Editura \u00a0\u201eGrinta\u201d, \u00a0Baia Mare.<\/p>\n

Poezii publicate \u00een diverse reviste literare.<\/p>\n

Motto:<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Vreau a tr\u0103i,<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 ca \u015fi cum n-a\u015f muri…<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u015fi s\u0103 mor,<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 ca \u015fi cum a\u015f tr\u0103i!<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 (Corin Culcea)<\/p>\n

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