{"id":35573,"date":"2018-02-05T12:13:22","date_gmt":"2018-02-05T12:13:22","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/?p=35573"},"modified":"2018-02-05T12:13:22","modified_gmt":"2018-02-05T12:13:22","slug":"anna-nora-rotaru-poesis-4","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/2018\/02\/05\/anna-nora-rotaru-poesis-4\/","title":{"rendered":"Anna-Nora ROTARU: Poesis"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/02\/FULGER-SI-FURTUNA-pictura-personala-pe-panza-in-ulei-dimensiuni-150-x-110-cm-din-volumul-de-picturi-si-poezii-UT-PICTURA-POESIS.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-35574\" title=\"fulger-si-furtuna-pictura-personala-pe-panza-in-ulei-dimensiuni-150-x-110-cm-din-volumul-de-picturi-si-poezii-ut-pictura-poesis\" src=\"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/02\/FULGER-SI-FURTUNA-pictura-personala-pe-panza-in-ulei-dimensiuni-150-x-110-cm-din-volumul-de-picturi-si-poezii-UT-PICTURA-POESIS-300x200.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"200\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/02\/FULGER-SI-FURTUNA-pictura-personala-pe-panza-in-ulei-dimensiuni-150-x-110-cm-din-volumul-de-picturi-si-poezii-UT-PICTURA-POESIS-300x200.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/02\/FULGER-SI-FURTUNA-pictura-personala-pe-panza-in-ulei-dimensiuni-150-x-110-cm-din-volumul-de-picturi-si-poezii-UT-PICTURA-POESIS.jpg 960w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><em>&#8216;<strong>&#8216; FULGER SI FURTUNA &#8221; de Anna-Nora Rotaru<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><em>(pictur\u0103 personal\u0103 pe p\u00e2nz\u0103, \u00een ulei, dimensiuni 150 x 110 cm), <\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><em>din volumul de picturi \u0219i poezii &#8220;UT PICTURA POESIS&#8221;<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">***<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">\n<p><strong>MONOTONIE<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>De-at\u00e2tea zile, ne\u00eencetat plou\u0103 \u0219i tot plou\u0103&#8230;<br \/>\nDin cer cr\u0103pat se scurg, monoton, \u0219uvoaie,<br \/>\nCe, se preling pe frunze, ca boabele de rou\u0103<br \/>\n\u0218i pe p\u0103m\u00e2nt se-adun\u0103, \u00een b\u0103ltoace \u0219i noroaie&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Cad fulgerele s\u0103lbatic, cu zgomotele lor seci,<br \/>\nAlbastre, plesnind cerul, precum biciul repezit&#8230;<br \/>\nG\u00e2nditoare, la fereastr\u0103, \u0219terg cu degetele reci<br \/>\nGeamul, de suflarea-mi cald\u0103 si lacrimi umezit&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>M\u0103 uit \u0219i m\u0103 \u00eentreb, c\u00e2t\u0103 ploaie o s\u0103 mai cad\u0103 ?<br \/>\nDe-at\u00e2tea fulgere, aerul e greu, parc\u0103 vibreaz\u0103&#8230;<br \/>\nLini\u0219tea se sparge-n cioburi, \u00een cas\u0103 \u0219i pe strad\u0103,<br \/>\n\u0218erpi de foc dezbin\u0103 \u00eentunericul \u0219i-l lumineaz\u0103&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><!--more-->Nu pot dormi, de\u0219i somnu-i at\u00e2rnat de pleoape&#8230;<br \/>\nMi-e sufletul t\u0103cut, cuprins de grea melancolie&#8230;<br \/>\nDe pe-unde dus ai fi, te astept s\u0103-mi vii aproape,<br \/>\nLa pieptul t\u0103u s\u0103 uit, de team\u0103 \u0219i de insomnie&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Lumina-mi clipe\u0219te, tremur\u0103 \u0219i ea \u00een vechea lamp\u0103,<br \/>\nMi-e fric\u0103 s\u0103 nu-mi se sting\u0103, ca via\u021ba-mi efemer\u0103&#8230;<br \/>\nA\u0219tept zadarnic s-aud m\u00e2na-\u021bi ap\u0103s\u00e2nd pe clamp\u0103,<br \/>\nPrivind c\u00e2nd u\u0219a, c\u00e2nd poza ta, iubite, de pe etajer\u0103&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>NOI \u015eI PLOAIA<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Ascult\u0103 l\u00e2ng\u0103 mine ploaia cum \u015fopte\u015fte&#8230;<br \/>\nCum ne fur\u0103 min\u0163ile-ncet \u00een mrejele ei&#8230;<br \/>\n\u00centr-alt\u0103 lume, mai tainic\u0103 ne z\u0103misle\u015fte,<br \/>\nUnde-o s\u0103 fim doar eu \u015fi tu \u015fi ea, de vrei&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Iubirea s\u0103 ne prind\u0103-n jocul ei fierbinte,<br \/>\nPeste ce-a fost c\u00e2ndva l\u0103s\u00e2ndu-se uitarea&#8230;<br \/>\nDoar noi \u015fi ploaia s\u0103 ne ferece-n jur\u0103minte,<br \/>\nCu stropii ei u\u015fori, ca de \u0163ambal c\u00e2ntarea.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u0162ine-m\u0103 de m\u00e2na s\u0103 nu m\u0103 mai pierzi,<br \/>\nDe mijloc ia-m\u0103 \u015fi-mi \u00eendrum\u0103-ncet pa\u015fii&#8230;<br \/>\nCu \u015foapte prinse-n p\u0103r s\u0103 m\u0103 dezmierzi,<br \/>\nC\u00e2nd ne vor duce-n neant zbur\u00e2nd pega\u015fii.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u00cen zborul lin, l\u0103sa-vom \u00een urm\u0103 asfin\u0163ituri,<br \/>\nC-un adagio, vechiul c\u00e2nt de desp\u0103r\u0163ire&#8230;<br \/>\nIubirea noastr\u0103, azi, cufundat\u0103-n r\u0103s\u0103rituri,<br \/>\nNe scalde sufletul avid \u00een nemurire.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u015ei toate ce-alt\u0103dat\u0103 p\u0103reau por\u0163i \u00eenchise,<br \/>\nG\u0103sindu-ne ades pierdu\u0163i la vreo r\u0103scruce,<br \/>\nLe spele ploaia ast\u0103zi \u015fi prin nori de vise,<br \/>\nNe duc\u0103, l\u0103s\u00e2nd \u00een urm\u0103-ne z\u0103vor \u015fi cruce.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>\u0218I CE DAC\u0102 PLOU\u0102&#8230;<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Ooooh, Doamne&#8230;<br \/>\nTe uit\u0103 la ploaie cum cade pe geamuri,<br \/>\n\u0218iroaie se scurg din ceruri pe strad\u0103,<br \/>\n\u00cen gr\u0103din\u0103, pe plopi, pe frunze \u0219i ramuri,<br \/>\nPe noi peregrinii, pe suflet cascad\u0103&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\nZiua ne fuge \u0219i ea-nfrigurat\u0103,<br \/>\n\u0218i noi ne topim, unul \u00eentr-altul&#8230;<br \/>\nFlac\u0103ra iubirii p\u0103str\u00e2nd-o curat\u0103,<br \/>\nNestins\u0103, \u00een pieptul dur ca bazaltul !<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\nNoaptea-i prelins\u0103, stele se scurg<br \/>\n\u00cen lacuri pe drum, ce sclipesc argintii&#8230;<br \/>\nCu lacrimi de dor, din ochii ce curg,<br \/>\nHoinar r\u0103t\u0103cim pe-aleile pustii&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\nLuna s-ascuns prin nouri, cernit\u0103,<br \/>\nFulgere, tunete vor s\u0103 despice<br \/>\nCerul \u00een dou\u0103, c-o m\u00e2nie pornit\u0103,<br \/>\nL\u0103s\u00e2nd pe P\u0103m\u00e2nt, ad\u00e2nc, cicatrice.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\nPrin ploaie p\u0103\u0219im cufunda\u021bi \u00een g\u00e2nduri,<br \/>\nPrin ora\u0219ul t\u0103cut, pe drum ca zurlii&#8230;<br \/>\nDin spate ne-mping turbatele v\u00e2nturi,<br \/>\nIubirea-nc\u0103lzindu-ne, ca zeci de f\u0103clii&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\n\u0218i tun\u0103 \u0219i plou\u0103 pe strad\u0103, pe cas\u0103,<br \/>\nPrin hainele ude frigul str\u0103bate,<br \/>\nDar noi ne iubim \u0219i nici nu ne pas\u0103,<br \/>\nC\u0103ci, ploaia \u00een inimi nu poate r\u0103zbate !<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>FANTASM\u0102 CENU\u015eIE<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Unde te duci pe furi\u015f, fantasm\u0103 cenu\u015fie ?<br \/>\nTe strecori ca umbr\u0103, printre cruci \u00een cea\u0163\u0103&#8230;<br \/>\nPe cine cau\u0163i, c\u0103 poate nici el nu \u015ftie,<br \/>\nDe-i aduci sau nu, mandatul lui de via\u0163\u0103 ?<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Sau, poate cau\u0163i ceva pierdut prin lume,<br \/>\nCeva, ce n-ai \u00eemplinit pe-acest p\u0103m\u00e2nt&#8230;<br \/>\nPoate-un secret, dar gura-i-nchis\u0103-n hume<br \/>\n\u015ei vrei s\u0103-i spui acum, ultimul cuv\u00e2nt&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Ce chin te-apas\u0103, cui vrei s\u0103 te dest\u0103inui,<br \/>\nLini\u015ftea \u0163i-o zbucium\u0103 vreo grea povar\u0103,<br \/>\nSau vrei pe cel ce-odat\u0103 ai iubit \u015fi nu-i,<br \/>\nS\u0103-i m\u00e2ng\u00e2i durerea desp\u0103r\u0163irii, amar\u0103 ?<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Te v\u0103d, tiptil, cum te strecori prin via\u0163\u0103,<br \/>\nSufletul, c-abur rece, caut\u0103 strop de c\u0103ldur\u0103&#8230;<br \/>\nPe unde-\u0163i trec pa\u015fii, \u00een urma ta \u00eenghea\u0163\u0103,<br \/>\nSoarta, \u0163i-a fost ca du\u015fmanul plin de ur\u0103 !<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Te-a secerat, c\u00e2nd \u0163i-a fost lumea mai drag\u0103&#8230;<br \/>\nCuv\u00e2ntul \u0163i-a \u00eenghe\u0163at pe buzele livide<br \/>\n\u015ei-acum te zbuciumi printre lumi pribeag\u0103,<br \/>\nFantasm\u0103 cenu\u015fie, iar b\u00e2ntui st\u00e2ncile aride !<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>S\u0103-\u0163i rup a\u015f vrea lan\u0163urile grele, ca de fier,<br \/>\nS\u0103 po\u0163i s\u0103 te \u00eenal\u0163i spre lumile eterne&#8230;<br \/>\nAici, suflet os\u00e2ndit ai fost, legat ca prizonier,<br \/>\nE timpul, s-ascul\u0163i imnul t\u0103cerii cum s-a\u015fterne !<\/p>\n<p>_______________________<\/p>\n<p><strong>Anna-Nora ROTARU<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>Atena, Grecia,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>5 februarie 2018<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&#8216;&#8216; FULGER SI FURTUNA &#8221; de Anna-Nora Rotaru (pictur\u0103 personal\u0103 pe p\u00e2nz\u0103, \u00een ulei, dimensiuni 150 x 110 cm), din 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