{"id":37023,"date":"2018-03-25T07:19:28","date_gmt":"2018-03-25T07:19:28","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/?p=37023"},"modified":"2018-03-25T07:19:28","modified_gmt":"2018-03-25T07:19:28","slug":"anna-nora-rotaru-poesis-8","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/2018\/03\/25\/anna-nora-rotaru-poesis-8\/","title":{"rendered":"Anna-Nora ROTARU: Poesis"},"content":{"rendered":"

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,,Izvora\u0219ul” pictur\u0103 pe p\u00e2nz\u0103 \u00een ulei<\/em><\/p>\n

de Anna-Nora Rotaru<\/em><\/p>\n

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PE ARIPILE G\u00c2NDULUI…<\/strong><\/p>\n

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M\u0103 poart\u0103 g\u00e2ndul \u00een caruselul timpului spre \u00eenapoi,<\/p>\n

La satul meu, uitat printre coline-n col\u0163 de Rai…<\/p>\n

Pe-acolo, unde colindam ades cu-ai mei copoi,<\/p>\n

Prin lan de floarea-soarelui, pe lac \u015fi prin z\u0103voi<\/p>\n

\u015ei-acas\u0103 iar\u0103\u015fi m\u0103-ntorceam, l-al nostru trai,<\/p>\n

Doinind \u00een dulce grai…<\/p>\n

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\u00cenchid ochii \u015fi-n v\u00e2rtejul timpului ajung pe-ogor…<\/p>\n

Cu n\u0103rile deschise-adulmec aer proasp\u0103t \u015fi curat…<\/p>\n

Amintiri trez\u00e2ndu-mi ciorchinii de razachie din podgor,<\/p>\n

\u00cembiindu-m\u0103 mirosul de sulfin\u0103, lev\u0103n\u0163ic\u0103 \u015fi mohor,<\/p>\n

Al p\u0103m\u00e2ntului reav\u0103n \u015fi-af\u00e2nat dup\u0103 arat,<\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd ploile l-au picurat…<\/p>\n

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V\u0103d \u015fi cumetrele cum la taifas adun\u0103 snopii,<\/p>\n

B\u0103rba\u0163ii, cu hazul piperat, c\u0103pi\u0163e-nal\u0163\u0103 din f\u00e2ne\u0163e…<\/p>\n

Aud v\u00e2ntul, cum \u015fuier\u00e2nd de pe colin\u0103-ndoaie plopii,<\/p>\n

Copiii pe ulicioar\u0103, h\u0103rm\u0103laie \u0163op\u0103ind \u00een jurul popii,<\/p>\n

Bomboane s\u0103 primeasc\u0103 \u015fi blagoslovire la bine\u0163e,<\/p>\n

M\u00e2ng\u00e2iere cu bl\u00e2nde\u0163e…<\/p>\n

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Cimitirul v\u0103d, biserica \u015fi-aud clopotul cum bate,<\/p>\n

Nu \u015ftiu de-i botez, cununie sau \u00eenmorm\u00e2ntare…<\/p>\n

\u00cen piept simt agonie \u015fi inima cum mi se zbate,<\/p>\n

Un fior, o team\u0103 m\u0103 inund\u0103-n suflet, m\u0103 str\u0103bate,<\/p>\n

C\u0103 nu \u015ftiu de face-a groaz\u0103, a \u00eensp\u0103im\u00e2ntare<\/p>\n

Sau a voie-bun\u0103 \u015fi-nc\u00e2ntare…<\/p>\n

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\u015ei ce mai v\u0103d ? C\u0103su\u0163a cea mic\u0103, pe plai \u00eentre coline,<\/p>\n

Pe-ai mei \u00een pragul casei \u015fi curtea plin\u0103 de-or\u0103t\u0103nii…<\/p>\n

Cump\u0103na f\u00e2nt\u00e2nii, mama cu ap\u0103-n ulcior ce-mi vine,<\/p>\n

S\u0103-mi dea binecuv\u00e2ntarea, c\u0103 s\u0103 am zile senine…<\/p>\n

\u015ei-acolo, unde uimit\u0103, m\u0103 crucesc f\u0103c\u00e2nd m\u0103t\u0103nii,<\/p>\n

Dispare totu-n mreaja t\u0103nii…<\/p>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 LUME DE BASM<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Vis\u00e2nd cu ochi deschi\u015fi \u015fi capul pe speteaz\u0103,<\/p>\n

\u00centorc fil\u0103 cu fil\u0103 povestea vie\u0163ii spre-napoi…<\/p>\n

Nici nu mai \u015ftiu c\u00e2nd zorii s-au f\u0103cut amiaz\u0103,<\/p>\n

De somnul m-a furat sau de r\u0103mas-am treaz\u0103…<\/p>\n

Pendula sparge timpul picur\u00e2nd clipele-n \u015fuvoi<\/p>\n

\u015ei anii de pe noi…<\/p>\n

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Am ajuns la v\u00e2rsta fraged\u0103 a copil\u0103riei mele,<\/p>\n

\u00cenconjurat\u0103 de zeci de basme \u015fi tot at\u00e2tea juc\u0103rii…<\/p>\n

Sim\u0163ind cum sufletul plute\u015fte-n nori \u015fi printre stele,<\/p>\n

Cu Scufi\u0163a Ro\u015fie, \u00eemp\u0103ra\u0163i \u015fi zmei dup\u0103 z\u0103brele,<\/p>\n

Fe\u0163i-Frumo\u015fi, prin\u0163ese, z\u00e2ne, cotoroan\u0163e cu vr\u0103jitorii,<\/p>\n

\u015ei jocuri de copii…<\/p>\n

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E-o lume care ne \u00eenva\u0163\u0103 s\u0103 credem cu adev\u0103rat,<\/p>\n

Lume ideal\u0103, pl\u0103smuit\u0103 cu bun\u0103tate \u015fi dreptate…<\/p>\n

Nimic s\u0103 nu ne mire sau s\u0103 ne par\u0103 exagerat,<\/p>\n

C\u0103 \u015fi minunile exist\u0103, s\u0103 le-accept\u0103m neap\u0103rat,<\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd totul pare c\u0103-i pierdut, apar pe nea\u015fteptate,<\/p>\n

Ca vise dep\u0103nate…<\/p>\n

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Un filtru magic, ne-a picurat \u00een noi Z\u00e2n\u0103 cea bun\u0103,<\/p>\n

Ca, oric\u00e2t s-or scurge anii, s\u0103 nu cre\u015ftem niciodat\u0103…<\/p>\n

Sufletul curat s\u0103 ni-l p\u0103str\u0103m, cu nimb ca o cunun\u0103…<\/p>\n

Lumea cea de basm ne lumineze, magic\u0103, nebun\u0103,<\/p>\n

Schimb\u00e2nd pe-a noastr\u0103, incolor\u0103, insipid\u0103, de \u00eendat\u0103,<\/p>\n

Cu bagheta-i fermecat\u0103…<\/p>\n

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RECUNO\u015eTIN\u0162A E CHEIA FERICIRII…<\/strong><\/p>\n

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M\u0103 iart\u0103…<\/p>\n

\u00ce\u0163i cer iertare, Via\u0163\u0103, pentru ce puteam \u015fi nu \u0163i-am spus,<\/p>\n

Cer iertare, c\u0103 poate-am fost de multe ori nedreapt\u0103…<\/p>\n

Egoist\u0103 poate, ofrande pentru ce mi-ai dat nu \u0163i-am adus,<\/p>\n

M\u0103 smiorc\u0103iam pentr-orice fleac, din zori p\u00e2n\u0103-n apus…<\/p>\n

Recunosc, de-abia acum, c\u0103 n-am fost o \u00een\u0163eleapt\u0103…<\/p>\n

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M\u0103 iart\u0103…<\/p>\n

Nimic nu mi-a lipsit, mi-erai ca marea calm\u0103…<\/p>\n

Prin minte ce-mi trecea, \u00eemi c\u0103dea adesea-n poal\u0103…<\/p>\n

Iubire-am cunoscut \u015fi-am \u0163inut-o str\u00e2ns \u00een palm\u0103,<\/p>\n

Visele copil\u0103roase mi se-adevereau \u00een valm\u0103…<\/p>\n

Eram oarb\u0103 sau nerecuno\u015ftin\u0163a mi-era boal\u0103 ?<\/p>\n

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M\u0103 iart\u0103…<\/p>\n

Voiam mai multe, de parc\u0103 nu eram mul\u0163umit\u0103…<\/p>\n

M\u0103 pl\u00e2ngeam mereu, c\u0103 ceva parc\u0103-mi lipse\u015fte…<\/p>\n

De orice ochii \u00eemi z\u0103reau, m\u0103 sim\u0163eam ademenit\u0103,<\/p>\n

C\u0103, ce aveam deja, aveam, de altele eram h\u0103mesit\u0103<\/p>\n

\u015ei-alerg\u00e2nd, nu vedeam cum Via\u0163a pe unii-i pedepse\u015fte…<\/p>\n

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M\u0103 iart\u0103…<\/p>\n

Nu mi-am \u00eenchipuit durerea s\u0103-mi ciocneasc\u0103-n poart\u0103…<\/p>\n

S\u0103 v\u0103d cum lumea-mi pl\u0103smuit\u0103 \u00een vid se pr\u0103bu\u015fe\u015fte…<\/p>\n

Deodat\u0103… existen\u0163a toat\u0103-mi pare ca natur\u0103 moart\u0103,<\/p>\n

Totul se destram\u0103-n juru-mi ca amenin\u0163at de soart\u0103…<\/p>\n

Via\u0163\u0103… f\u0103 s\u0103 fie doar co\u015fmar \u015fi degrab\u0103 mi-l opre\u015fte !<\/p>\n

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M\u0103 iart\u0103…<\/p>\n

Acum abia-n\u0163eleg, cum mi-ar fi de-a\u015f avea m\u00e2inile goale,<\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd ce-am de pre\u0163 cu-adev\u0103rat, s-ar spulbera \u00een v\u00e2nt…<\/p>\n

V\u0103d Via\u0163a, cum spatele-mi \u00eentoarce-ndep\u0103rt\u00e2ndu-se agale,<\/p>\n

O rog pl\u00e2ng\u00e2nd s\u0103 nu m\u0103 lase, ag\u0103\u0163\u00e2ndu-m\u0103 de poale…<\/p>\n

Sunt alta-i spun… ALTA, \u015fi co\u015fmarul in buc\u0103\u0163i s-a fr\u00e2nt !<\/p>\n

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DORUL C\u0102L\u0102TOR<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Ce dor amarnic-mi-este de acest p\u0103m\u00e2nt,<\/p>\n

Acoperit de frunze umede \u0219i moi…<\/p>\n

Descul\u021b\u0103 simt nevoia s-alerg, s\u0103 c\u00e2nt,<\/p>\n

Cu plete despletite, purtatele de v\u00e2nt,<\/p>\n

Cu ploaia s\u0103 se scurg\u0103 pe umerii mei goi.<\/p>\n

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S\u0103 simt cum umezeala \u00eemi p\u0103trunde-n oase,<\/p>\n

Cum aerul \u00eenmiresmat \u00eemi m\u00e2ng\u00e2ie obrajii…<\/p>\n

Chiar de m\u0103 zg\u00e2rie la glezne h\u0103\u021bi\u0219urile joase,<\/p>\n

Nu-mi pas\u0103, c-aud graiul p\u0103s\u0103rilor voioase<\/p>\n

\u0218i cum v\u00e2ntul \u0219erpuind trosne\u0219te brazii.<\/p>\n

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Mi-e dor s\u0103-mi intre \u00een pl\u0103m\u00e2ni mirosul proasp\u0103t,<\/p>\n

Ce, dup\u0103 ploaie, p\u0103m\u00e2ntul cap\u0103t\u0103 mireasma…<\/p>\n

S\u0103 zbor, plutind \u00een codrul, ce pare f\u0103r-de cap\u0103t,<\/p>\n

Din inim\u0103 s\u0103 mi se smulg\u0103 lan\u021burile cu lac\u0103t,<\/p>\n

Aerin\u0103, optasie s\u0103-nfrupt din apa sf\u00e2nt\u0103 ca aghiazm\u0103.<\/p>\n

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Cutrier\u00e2nd prin cr\u00e2ngul, pictat ce pare pe camva,<\/p>\n

\u00cen lumini\u0219, mai repede s-ajung la lacul cel cu nuferi…<\/p>\n

Pe z\u00e2ne s\u0103-nt\u0103lnesc, venite de-oriunde, de-undeva,<\/p>\n

Dans\u00e2nd cu ele \u00eemprejur, \u00eentr-un cerc str\u00e2ns, cumva<\/p>\n

S\u0103 uit \u0219i eu ce-nseamn\u0103 p\u0103m\u00e2ntean s\u0103 fii, s\u0103 suferi.<\/p>\n

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\u0218i-a\u0219a… cum m\u0103-nv\u00e2rt, liber s\u00e2nge s\u0103-mi pulseze,<\/p>\n

Pe-aceea\u0219i rezonan\u021b\u0103, m-armonizez una cu p\u0103m\u00e2ntul…<\/p>\n

Coard\u0103 s\u0103 fac din trupul meu, prin oscilatii sa vibreze,<\/p>\n

Din dimine\u021bi-necate-n rou\u0103, p\u00e2n\u0103-n ad\u00e2nci amieze,<\/p>\n

S\u0103-mi fure \u0219i-napoi s\u0103-mi dea, min\u021bile \u0219i c\u00e2ntul.<\/p>\n

——————————<\/p>\n

Anna-Nora ROTARU<\/strong><\/strong><\/p>\n

Atena, Grecia<\/strong><\/p>\n

25 martie 2018<\/strong><\/p>\n

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