{"id":38452,"date":"2018-05-02T08:47:31","date_gmt":"2018-05-02T08:47:31","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/?p=38452"},"modified":"2018-05-02T08:54:11","modified_gmt":"2018-05-02T08:54:11","slug":"anna-nora-rotaru-versuri-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/2018\/05\/02\/anna-nora-rotaru-versuri-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Anna-Nora ROTARU: Versuri"},"content":{"rendered":"

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SUFLET VAGABOND <\/strong><\/p>\n

Vagabond mi-e sufletul pe t\u0103r\u00e2muri pustii,
\n\u00cencerc\u00e2nd s\u0103-mi g\u0103sesc printre stele drumeagul\u2026
\nPe unde p\u0103\u0219esc, nu cunosc\u2026 cum s\u0103 \u0219tii ?
\nM\u0103 duc \u0219i m\u0103-ntorc pe c\u0103r\u0103ri argintii,
\nSper\u00e2nd, liman s\u0103-mi g\u0103sesc, ca pribeagul\u2026<\/p>\n

Nimeni s\u0103 m-opreasc\u0103, nu am nicio team\u0103,
\nPe drumurile mele, c\u0103l\u0103tor sunt, hoinar\u2026
\nSocoteal\u0103 nu dau, nu pl\u0103tesc nicio vam\u0103,
\nS\u0103tul\u0103-s de ieftine roluri de melodram\u0103
\n\u0218i de scenetele lumii ce decurg rutinar !<\/p>\n

S\u0103 evadez vreau, din mrejele vie\u021bii comune,
\nCu opreli\u0219ti, cu gratii, \u00een colivie s\u0103rman\u2026
\nDin cenu\u0219\u0103, ca Sfinx s\u0103 renasc \u0219i\u2026 minune,
\nS\u0103 ies spre lumin\u0103 zbur\u00e2nd din genune,
\n\u00cen urm\u0103 l\u0103s\u00e2nd ce mi-a fost de arcan !<\/p>\n

Vagabond s\u0103 preumblu prin idealuri \u0219i vise,
\n\u00cenchiz\u00e2nd poarta-n urm\u0103-mi la orice trecut\u2026
\nComori de tr\u0103iri de prin sipete-nchise,
\nFr\u00e2u liber sa las prin cuvinte nescrise,
\nSf\u00e2r\u0219itul s\u0103-l schimb, cu un nou \u00eenceput !<\/p>\n

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COPIL PRIBEAG<\/strong><\/p>\n

Mi-e sufletul copil pribeag,
\nCe-mi zburd\u0103 liber prin gr\u0103din\u0103\u2026
\nDoar trupul sprijinindu-se-n toiag,
\nOdat\u0103 t\u00e2n\u0103r, azi mo\u0219neag,
\nAdun\u0103 lacrimi \u00een surdin\u0103\u2026
\nC\u0103 n-are azi tulpin\u0103\u2026<\/p>\n

C\u0103ci floare-a fost \u0219i-a dat \u00een rod
\n\u0218i fructe a f\u0103cut, zemoase\u2026
\nA\u0219a cum datina e \u00een norod,
\nDin mo\u0219i-str\u0103mo\u0219i, \u00eenscris\u0103-n cod\u2026
\nDar, simt-acum o\u0219tiri de coase,
\nS\u0103-mi fr\u00e2ng\u0103 oase\u2026<\/p>\n

A\u0219a e via\u021ba, z\u0103misle\u0219te\u2026
\n\u00ce\u021bi pune-n m\u00e2n\u0103 un contor,
\nZic\u00e2nd: \u201eiube\u0219te, te-nmulteste\u201d\u2026
\nMomeli \u00een \u0219oapt\u0103 \u00ee\u021bi roste\u0219te,
\nZv\u00e2rlindu-te ca pe-un cotor\u2026
\n\u00cenvin\u0219i \u0219i-nvingator\u2026<\/p>\n

Am doar speran\u021ba \u00een M\u00e2ntuitor,
\nSufletul c\u0103-mi va l\u0103sa pe iarb\u0103\u2026
\nS\u0103-mi fie ve\u0219nic spectator,
\nLa teatrul cosmic v\u00e2n\u0103tor
\nC\u0103 nu-mi place rolul de roab\u0103\u2026
\nM\u0103 vad\u0103 ca podoab\u0103\u2026<\/p>\n

Nu sunt poate praf stelar, nimic,
\nNici ca un hoit purtat de-un cioclu\u2026
\nOi fi f\u0103r\u00e2m\u0103-n Univers, pitic,
\nAm suflet mare \u00eens\u0103 \u00een trup mic,
\n\u0218i vreau pe mapamond un soclu,
\nPrivit chiar cu binoclu\u2026<\/p>\n

Nu vreau ca dus pe n\u0103s\u0103lie,
\nAruncat s\u0103 fiu-n vreo h\u00e2rtoap\u0103\u2026
\n\u00cemi place via\u021ba mea pe glie,
\nS-o savurez felie cu felie,
\nNu hran\u0103 r\u0103d\u0103cinilor \u00een groap\u0103,
\nLa fiecare ceap\u0103\u2026<\/p>\n

Mai las\u0103-mi Doamne-o-nchipuire,
\nSufletul s\u0103-mi fie de copil \u0219i ve\u0219nic\u2026
\nFiorul cosmic s\u0103-l simt \u00een unduire,
\nR\u0103spl\u0103tit c-un strop de nemurire
\nC\u0103 n-oi fi ca Barabas, nemernic\u2026
\nCi, zic eu, un suflet vrednic\u2026<\/p>\n

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,,BUCHETEL DE FLORI\u201d de Anna-Nora Rotaru<\/em><\/p>\n

din volumul de picturi \u0219i poezii ,,Ut pictura poesis\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

TRIMIT R\u0102D\u0102CINILE-MI SPRE CER<\/strong><\/p>\n

Vreau s\u0103 evadez din balansoarul ce s-a lipit de trupul meu,
\nSc\u00e2r\u0163\u00e2ie podeaua, de r\u0103d\u0103cinile ce i se-nfing tot mai ad\u00e2nc\u2026
\nTimpu-a-ncremenit, cu clipele-i z\u0103cute, ca-n pr\u0103fuit muzeu
\nDe-antichit\u0103\u0163i, sub lumina difuz\u0103 a-mp\u0103ienjenitului polieleu\u2026
\nSim\u0163ind c\u0103 vremea mi-a trecut, trezindu-m\u0103 b\u0103tr\u00e2n din \u0163\u00e2nc,
\nRup iner\u0163ia, dorind ca via\u0163a ce mi-a mai r\u0103mas, s\u0103 o m\u0103n\u00e2nc\u2026<\/p>\n

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\u00cen sf\u00e2r\u015fit s\u0103 evadez, s\u0103 m\u0103 eliberez t\u0103ind cordonu-ombilical,
\nLegat\u0103 ce m\u0103 \u0163ine de placenta mea, str\u00e2ns, ca-ntr-o g\u0103oace\u2026
\n\u00cen \u0162ara lui Oriunde o fi, \u00een vreun \u0163inut mai bl\u00e2nd, mai tropical,
\nPeste grani\u0163ele suflete\u015fti zbur\u00e2nd, pe coama s\u0103lbaticului cal,
\nS\u0103 alerg pe unde-oi vrea, c\u00e2nd pe aici \u015fi c\u00e2nd pe dincoace,
\nR\u0103d\u0103cini spre ceruri trimi\u0163\u00e2nd, rodindu-mi fructele, noroace\u2026.<\/p>\n

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Nu vreau s\u0103-ncremenesc sau, s\u0103 m\u0103 pierd prin vise \u00eengr\u0103dite,
\nUit\u00e2ndu-m\u0103 pe colbuita ferastruica doar, la ce-i dup\u0103 z\u0103brele\u2026
\nNici tainicele-mi g\u00e2nduri s\u0103 le v\u0103d, de b\u0103l\u0103riile min\u0163ii n\u0103p\u0103dite,
\nSau, cu-asfaltul vie\u0163ii-acoperite, ori \u00een cimentu-i, uitate \u015fi zidite,
\nSau\u2026 b\u00e2ntuind f\u0103r\u0103 vreo \u0163int\u0103, prin pustiu ori grote, singurele,
\nGonite, de dorin\u0163ele-mi ne\u00eemplinite, cer\u00e2ndu-le tributuri grele\u2026<\/p>\n

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Prea l\u00e2ncezii \u00een balansoarul meu, mi-e dor de ploaie \u015fi \u0163\u0103r\u00e2n\u0103\u2026
\nAud cum ceasul sun\u0103 a trezire \u015fi cred c\u0103 nu-i chiar prea t\u00e2rziu\u2026
\nLan\u0163uri voi rupe de trecut, din cale, por\u0163i le-oi scoate din \u0163\u00e2\u0163\u00e2n\u0103,
\nS-ajung s\u0103 pot sorbi licoarea dulce-a vie\u0163ii, din sf\u00e2nta ei f\u00e2nt\u00e2n\u0103\u2026
\nPuterile \u00eemi str\u00e2ng, m-av\u00e2nt din balansoar, spre cerul str\u0103veziu,
\nLa soarele ce-mi sur\u00e2dea printre z\u0103brele, c\u00e2nd galben c\u00e2nd roziu\u2026<\/p>\n

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DUREREA, PRIETEN \u015eI DU\u015eMAN\u2026<\/strong><\/p>\n

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

Ah, Durere, Durere\u2026 o via\u0163\u0103-ntreag\u0103 m\u0103 p\u00e2nde\u015fti,
\nC\u00e2nd lumea mi-e mai drag\u0103, v\u0103d s\u0103-mi dai t\u00e2rcoale\u2026
\nLa col\u0163uri mi te-ascunzi, inima perfid mi-o iscode\u015fti,
\nUna c\u00e2te una, \u201d florile r\u0103ului \u201d ad\u00e2nc mi le s\u0103de\u015fti,
\n\u00cen trupul ostenit, \u00een sufletu-af\u00e2nat\u2026 \u015fi bun \u015fi moale,
\nStropind cu speran\u0163e-uscate, goale\u2026<\/p>\n

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Corole de Dezam\u0103giri se-nal\u0163\u0103 spre cerul meu senin,
\nDe nu mai pot z\u0103ri la orizont vreun petec de culoare\u2026
\nCu cenu\u015f\u0103 n\u0103p\u0103dindu-mi inima, odat\u0103 ro\u015fie-carmin,
\nPulsezi \u00een vene un s\u00e2nge verde, c-al \u015farpelui venin,
\nDurere\u2026 m-afunzi \u00een propria-mi neagr\u0103 \u00eenchisoare,
\nSingur\u0103tatea-mi violacee fur\u00e2nd soare\u2026<\/p>\n

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\u015ei culmea\u2026 tu, e\u015fti singura ce-mi stai aproape,
\n\u00cemi e\u015fti dezgust\u0103toare, c\u00e2nd de fericire m\u0103 separi\u2026
\nDar, cum pe nimeni n-am s\u0103 m\u0103 m\u00e2ng\u00e2ie pe pleoape,
\nNici cine s\u0103-mi mai vin\u0103, visele s\u0103 mi le-ngroape,
\nDoar, tu, ce mi-ai r\u0103mas, te-a\u015ftept chiar s\u0103-mi apari,
\n\u201dFlorile r\u0103ului\u201d s\u0103-mi aduc-ai t\u0103i gropari\u2026<\/p>\n

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Chiar, m\u0103 g\u00e2ndesc c\u0103 bine-ar fi s\u0103 te poftesc,
\nC\u00e2nd stai pe banca-mi umed\u0103 sau \u00een odaia-mi goal\u0103\u2026
\nLa mas\u0103 s\u0103 te pun, sfe\u015fnicul s-aprind \u015fi s\u0103-\u0163i g\u0103tesc,
\nSingurul oaspete-ai r\u0103mas \u015fi-a\u015f vrea s\u0103 te cinstesc,
\nSim\u0163ind c\u0103, ceva parc\u0103-\u0163i datorez \u00een a singur\u0103t\u0103\u0163ii boal\u0103,
\nC\u00e2nd, duios \u00eemi m\u00e2ng\u00e2i capu-n poal\u0103\u2026<\/p>\n

\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014-<\/p>\n

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

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

aprilie, 2018<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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