{"id":37501,"date":"2018-04-03T10:33:49","date_gmt":"2018-04-03T10:33:49","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/?p=37501"},"modified":"2018-04-03T10:36:14","modified_gmt":"2018-04-03T10:36:14","slug":"adriana-mester-jurnal-din-oglinda-a-diary-in-a-looking-glass-poemepoems","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/2018\/04\/03\/adriana-mester-jurnal-din-oglinda-a-diary-in-a-looking-glass-poemepoems\/","title":{"rendered":"Adriana ME\u0218TER: Jurnal din oglind\u0103\/A diary in a looking glass (poeme\/poems)"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"\"<\/a>ALCHIMIA IUBIRII<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Hai\u2026<\/p>\n

mi-a spus \u00eengerul,<\/p>\n

sufl\u00e2ndu-mi u\u0219or peste aripa,<\/p>\n

a\u0219 vrea s\u0103 te<\/p>\n

duc<\/p>\n

acum s\u0103 punem ni\u0219te puncte<\/p>\n

am g\u0103sit c\u00e2teva i-uri incomplete<\/p>\n

\u0219i ele vin de la<\/p>\n

iubire<\/p>\n

infinit iremediabil<\/p>\n

intens imaginat\u2026 \u0219i alte c\u00e2teva alte mii de cuvinte.<\/p>\n

(Am \u00een\u021beles jocul, e exact ce \u00eemi doresc)<\/p>\n

s\u0103 pun infinite i-uri<\/p>\n

pe toat\u0103 alchimia iubirii\u2026<\/p>\n

dar p\u00e2n\u0103 atunci, mai am de f\u0103cut<\/p>\n

pu\u021bin\u0103\u2026<\/p>\n

fizic\u0103.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

ALCHEMY O LOVE<\/strong><\/p>\n

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

Come along,<\/em><\/p>\n

the angel urged me,<\/em><\/p>\n

gently blowing over my wing,<\/em><\/p>\n

I\u2019d like to<\/em><\/p>\n

take you<\/em><\/p>\n

to dot some \u201ei\u201ds<\/em><\/p>\n

as I found some that were incomplete<\/em><\/p>\n

and they come from<\/em><\/p>\n

infatuation<\/em><\/p>\n

infinity irremediable<\/em><\/p>\n

intense imaginary\u2026 and several other thousands words.<\/em><\/p>\n

(I understood the game, it is exactly what I need)<\/em><\/p>\n

dotting \u201ei\u201ds<\/em><\/p>\n

for an entire alchemy of infatuation<\/em><\/p>\n

but until then, I still have to work<\/em><\/p>\n

a bit\u2026<\/em><\/p>\n

on\u00a0 my Physics.<\/em><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

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A2<\/strong><\/p>\n

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C\u00e2nd am luat acel tren (a\u0219teptam de c\u00e2teva anotimpuri \u00eentr-o gar\u0103 pustie)<\/p>\n

nu \u0219tiam c\u0103,<\/p>\n

dup\u0103 c\u00e2\u021biva pasageri anonimi<\/p>\n

din c\u00e2teva sta\u021bii r\u0103zle\u021be,<\/p>\n

vei veni<\/p>\n

s\u0103 prive\u0219ti<\/p>\n

cu mine fluturii captivi \u00een neoane colorate\u2026<\/p>\n

Am uitat tot, chiar tot,<\/p>\n

chiar \u0219i o elementar\u0103 lec\u021bie de<\/p>\n

gramatic\u0103<\/p>\n

nu mai \u0219tiam unde s\u0103 pun cratima \u00eentr-un noiembrie t\u00e2rziu<\/p>\n

(de-acum te voi \u00eenv\u0103\u021ba c\u0103 noiembrie se scrie noi-embrie)<\/p>\n

\u0219i \u021bi-am cedat locul de la geam<\/p>\n

l\u0103s\u00e2ndu-te s\u0103 vezi lumea prin ochii mei\u2026<\/p>\n

c\u0103l\u0103torim clandestin, abandona\u021bi,<\/p>\n

sco\u0219i dintr-un timp \u00een care trebuie s\u0103 ne obi\u0219nuim<\/p>\n

cu<\/p>\n

o<\/p>\n

echilibristic\u0103 cumplit\u0103\u2026<\/p>\n

c\u0103l\u0103torim clandestin \u0219i,<\/p>\n

chiar dac\u0103 cineva ne va surprinde,<\/p>\n

vom cobor\u00ee<\/p>\n

\u00eempreun\u0103.<\/p>\n

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A2<\/em><\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

When I got on that train (after waiting several seasons on an empty quay)<\/em><\/p>\n

I didn\u2019t know that,<\/em><\/p>\n

after several random stops,<\/em><\/p>\n

you\u2019ll come<\/em><\/p>\n

to watch with me<\/em><\/p>\n

butterflies stuck in colourful neon signs\u2026<\/em><\/p>\n

I have forgotten everything, literally everything,<\/em><\/p>\n

even my basic grammar <\/em><\/p>\n

training<\/em><\/p>\n

I didn\u2019t know how to put a hyphen between a late November anymore<\/em><\/p>\n

(I\u2019ll teach you from now on to hyphenate now-ember)<\/em><\/p>\n

andI let you stay in my window-seat<\/em><\/p>\n

allowing you to see the world through my eyes\u2026<\/em><\/p>\n

clandestine travellers, abandoned,<\/em><\/p>\n

out of a time where we are forced to run on<\/em><\/p>\n

a<\/em><\/p>\n

very<\/em><\/p>\n

thin, atrocious rope\u2026<\/em><\/p>\n

clandestine travellers, and,<\/em><\/p>\n

should\u00a0 somebody spot us,<\/em><\/p>\n

eager to get down<\/em><\/p>\n

together.<\/em><\/p>\n

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LEC\u021aIA DE EXTROSPEC\u021aIE<\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd a sunat de intrare \u00een lumea noastr\u0103<\/p>\n

nu \u0219tiam r\u0103spunsul la nicio \u00eentrebare<\/p>\n

vedeam doar cum luna se \u00eemp\u0103m\u00e2ntene\u0219te \u00een idei, interoga\u021bii \u0219i demonstra\u021bii<\/p>\n

despre cum se deconstruie\u0219te o utopie<\/p>\n

despre cum fiecare lacrim\u0103 reconstruie\u0219te o frond\u0103 a emo\u021biei\u2026<\/p>\n

profesorul scria cu sufletul pe tabla colorat\u0103<\/p>\n

oglindind decadent aparen\u021bele simple<\/p>\n

– nu \u0219tim nimic…. \u00eemi \u0219opteau percep\u021biile \u00eentoarse pe dos<\/p>\n

ca o m\u0103nu\u0219\u0103 cu sute de degete \u00eencurcate de c\u0103utare\u2026<\/p>\n

– vei avea cel mult un 1 la purtare\u2026\u0219i asta cu indulgen\u021ba for\u021bat\u0103<\/p>\n

a celui care scrie demonstra\u021bii pe tabla colorat\u0103<\/p>\n

uit\u00e2ndu-\u0219i sufletul r\u0103t\u0103cit \u00een nevoia de timp \u0219i alte nimicuri<\/p>\n

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\u2026dar, p\u00e2n\u0103 vei \u00eenv\u0103\u021ba s\u0103 scrii din nou cu sufletul<\/p>\n

(\u0219i dac\u0103 nevoia de timp nu se spulber\u0103 \u00een pauz\u0103)<\/p>\n

am \u0219ters tabla\u2026ca s\u0103 o putem lua de la cap\u0103t\u2026<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

A LESSON ON EXTROSPECTION<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

When the bell went for class in our world<\/em><\/p>\n

I\u00a0 knew the answer to no question<\/em><\/p>\n

I saw the moon coming down to earthwith ideas, interrogations and demonstrations<\/em><\/p>\n

on how to deconstruct a utopia<\/em><\/p>\n

on how each tear reconstructs a revolt of emotion\u2026.<\/em><\/p>\n

the teacher was writing on the\u00a0 coloured blackboard with his soul<\/em><\/p>\n

mirroring decadently the simple appearances.<\/em><\/p>\n

– we know nothing\u2026 whispered the perceptions turned inside-out<\/em><\/p>\n

as a glove with hundreds of fingers mingled in a search\u2026<\/em><\/p>\n

– you\u2019ll get a One in Behaviour at best\u2026 and this with the forced indulgence<\/em><\/p>\n

of the one writing demonstrations on the coloured blackboard<\/em><\/p>\n

forgetting his lost soul in his need for time and other odds and ends<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

\u2026but, until you\u2019ll learn to write again with your soul<\/em><\/p>\n

(and if the need for time doesn\u2019t vanish during the break)<\/em><\/p>\n

I cleaned the blackboard\u2026to be able to start it all over again.<\/em><\/p>\n

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REINVENTARE<\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u201eRegret<\/p>\n

c\u0103 nu \u021bin un jurnal<\/p>\n

(mi-a spus Prometeu juc\u00e2ndu-se cu fluturii)<\/p>\n

fluturii, florile, fericirea<\/p>\n

sunt at\u00e2t de fragile<\/p>\n

a\u0219 vrea s\u0103 le cuprind \u00een mine<\/p>\n

ve\u0219nic\u2026<\/p>\n

f\u0103r\u0103 uitare<\/p>\n

f\u0103r\u0103 minciuni<\/p>\n

f\u0103r\u0103 remu\u0219c\u0103ri<\/p>\n

utopic\u201d<\/p>\n

\u0218i atunci<\/p>\n

da, atunci, am reinventat mitul<\/p>\n

parc\u0103 sacrificiul nu era destul (ce folos dac\u0103 totul se regenereaz\u0103)<\/p>\n

\u0219i am for\u021bat pas\u0103rea<\/p>\n

s\u0103 coboare \u00een cercuri, deasupra inimii<\/p>\n

pentru a visa acolo<\/p>\n

despre minuni, enigme \u0219i alte r\u0103t\u0103ciri<\/p>\n

p\u00e2n\u0103 c\u00e2nd, \u00eentr-un final, a ajuns, utopic,<\/p>\n

acas\u0103.<\/p>\n

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REINVENTING<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

\u2018I regret<\/em><\/p>\n

not keeping a diary<\/em><\/p>\n

(Prometheus told me playing with the fireflies)<\/em><\/p>\n

fireflies, flowers, felicity<\/em><\/p>\n

are things of such fragility<\/em><\/p>\n

I\u2019d like to keep them inside me<\/em><\/p>\n

forever\u2026<\/em><\/p>\n

without oblivion<\/em><\/p>\n

without lies<\/em><\/p>\n

without remorse<\/em><\/p>\n

ideally.\u2018<\/em><\/p>\n

And then,<\/em><\/p>\n

yes, precisely then, I re-invented the myth<\/em><\/p>\n

as if sacrifice weren\u2019t enough (what\u2019s the use if everything regenerates)<\/em><\/p>\n

and I forced the bird<\/em><\/p>\n

to descend in circles, above the heart<\/em><\/p>\n

to dream there<\/em><\/p>\n

about miracles, enigmas and other wanderings<\/em><\/p>\n

until the moment when, finally, he ideally<\/em><\/p>\n

reached home.<\/em><\/p>\n

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NORDUL<\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u00cen fiecare zi<\/p>\n

te simt c\u0103ut\u00e2nd nordul<\/p>\n

indiferent de r\u0103s\u0103rituri \u0219i apusuri<\/p>\n

ce se \u00een\u0219ir\u0103 aproape ritmic<\/p>\n

\u00eentr-un rollercoaster de senza\u021bii infinite\u2026<\/p>\n

m-a\u0219 opri<\/p>\n

o secund\u0103, un anotimp<\/p>\n

at\u00e2t c\u00e2t s\u0103 pun \u00een text monotypecorsiva\u0219i14<\/p>\n

dar e at\u00e2t de perfect \u0219i de fragil totul<\/p>\n

\u00eenc\u00e2t voi continua s\u0103 scriu \u00een acela\u0219i timesnew roman<\/p>\n

pe care<\/p>\n

l-am descoperit, \u00eempreun\u0103,<\/p>\n

acum,<\/p>\n

odat\u0103 cu<\/p>\n

nordul.<\/p>\n

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THE NORTH<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

Every day<\/em><\/p>\n

I feel you searching for the North<\/em><\/p>\n

irrespective of dusks and dawns<\/em><\/p>\n

creating an almost rhythmical chain<\/em><\/p>\n

on a merry-go-round of infinite sensations\u2026<\/em><\/p>\n

I\u2019d stop<\/em><\/p>\n

for a second, for a season.<\/em><\/p>\n

just to use monotypecorsiva and 14 for my text<\/em><\/p>\n

but everything is so fragile and so perfect<\/em><\/p>\n

that I\u2019ll go on using the same old times new roman<\/em><\/p>\n

which<\/em><\/p>\n

we discovered, together,<\/em><\/p>\n

now,<\/em><\/p>\n

together with<\/em><\/p>\n

the North.<\/em><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

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A FI SAU A NU FI<\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u00centr-o zi (bun\u0103 sau rea, alb\u0103 sau neagr\u0103)<\/p>\n

– a\u0219a cum e tenta\u021bia oamenilor de a face doar confesiuni paralele \u2013<\/p>\n

am s\u0103 \u00eemi iau scena \u00een primire \u0219i la schimb<\/p>\n

voi da o felie de suflet t\u0103iat\u0103 cu precizia unui bisturiu<\/p>\n

(doar a\u0219a putem observa toate tr\u0103irile, replicile, axiomele \u00eeng\u00e2ndurate)<\/p>\n

deci\u2026.<\/p>\n

m\u0103 va lua scena \u00een primire \u0219i de acolo<\/p>\n

de sus,<\/p>\n

d<\/p>\n

e<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

f<\/p>\n

o<\/p>\n

a<\/p>\n

r<\/p>\n

t<\/p>\n

e<\/p>\n

sus<\/p>\n

voi putea s\u0103 monologhez despre o nou\u0103 (dez)ordine amoroas\u0103,<\/p>\n

despre\u00a0 teatru \u0219i parfumuri, despre nimicuri \u0219i zgomote, despre regretul de a nu fi fost c\u00e2nd eram<\/p>\n

despre fobii \u0219i cli\u0219ee, artificii mocnite, ceasuri inventate<\/p>\n

dar<\/p>\n

p\u00e2n\u0103 atunci<\/p>\n

a venit Regizorul, m-a luat de m\u00e2n\u0103 \u0219i m-a trimis, cu un z\u00e2mbet condescendent<\/p>\n

s\u0103 mai \u00eenv\u0103\u021b\u2026c\u00e2teva replici.<\/p>\n

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TO BE OR NOT TO BE<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

One day (good or bad, white or black)<\/em><\/p>\n

– the way the temptation of people to make only parallel confessions is-<\/em><\/p>\n

I\u2019ll take the stage into my stride and in exchange<\/em><\/p>\n

I\u2019ll give a slice of soul surgically severed<\/em><\/p>\n

(the only way to grasp al the feelings, the lines, the thinking axioms)<\/em><\/p>\n

so…<\/em><\/p>\n

I\u2019ll make the stage my own, and from up<\/em><\/p>\n

above,<\/em><\/p>\n

w<\/em><\/p>\n

a<\/em><\/p>\n

y<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

u<\/em><\/p>\n

p<\/em><\/p>\n

above<\/em><\/p>\n

I\u2019ll be able to discourse on a new love (dis)order,<\/em><\/p>\n

on theatre and scents, on sweet nothings and furious sounds, on the regret<\/em><\/p>\n

of not having been when I was<\/em><\/p>\n

of phobias and clich\u00e9s, smoldering fireworks and invented hour<\/em><\/p>\n

but<\/em><\/p>\n

until then<\/em><\/p>\n

the director came, took me by the hand and sent me, with a lofty smile,<\/em><\/p>\n

to learn … some more lines.<\/em><\/p>\n

—————————————<\/p>\n

ME\u0218TER Adriana<\/strong>, (n. 17 iunie 1976). Poet. Profesor de limba \u0219i literatura rom\u00e2n\u0103 (Colegiul Na\u021bional \u201eGh. \u0218incai\u201d, Baia Mare). Studii: Licen\u021b\u0103: Universitatea Babe\u0219 \u2013 Bolyai, Facultatea de Litere, specializarea rom\u00e2n\u0103 \u2013 etnologie. Masterat: Universitatea de Nord, Baia Mare, Facultatea de Litere (Drepturile omului, democra\u021bie, pace \u0219i toleran\u021b\u0103). Doctorat: Universitatea \u201eBabe\u0219-Bolyai\u201d, Cluj-Napoca – doctor \u00een filologie.<\/p>\n

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