{"id":38989,"date":"2018-05-27T19:19:24","date_gmt":"2018-05-27T19:19:24","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/?p=38989"},"modified":"2018-05-27T20:46:18","modified_gmt":"2018-05-27T20:46:18","slug":"emma-poenariu-serafin-poesis","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/2018\/05\/27\/emma-poenariu-serafin-poesis\/","title":{"rendered":"Emma POENARIU SERAFIN: Poesis"},"content":{"rendered":"

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\u00cen c\u0103ru\u021ba ca seninul<\/strong><\/p>\n

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\u00cen p\u0103dure, lun\u0103 plin\u0103 \u015fi-o c\u0103ru\u021b\u0103 speriat\u0103
\nCaii fr\u0103m\u00e2ntau noroiul ,scurs ca noaptea dintr- o bezn\u0103
\nO zei\u021b\u0103 , p\u0103ru-n plete prin c\u0103ru\u021b\u0103 nu mai cat\u0103
\nCobor\u00e2t\u0103 prin mocirla ce-i vegheaz\u0103 peste glezn\u0103.<\/p>\n

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Banii-i zorn\u0103iau prin plete, fusta lung\u0103, foc \u015fi par\u0103
\nVr\u00e2nd s\u0103 scru\u021be dep\u0103rtarea ochii negri ca p\u0103catul
\nDin c\u0103ru\u021ba tremur\u00e2nd\u0103 glasul bl\u00e2nd o \u00eenfioar\u0103
\nTat\u0103l ei cu h\u0103\u021bu-n m\u00e2n\u0103 , vede-ndepartare satul.<\/p>\n

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Caii – abia \u00eenainteaz\u0103, trag un coviltir prin care
\nCerul scutur\u0103-noptarea cobor\u00e2t\u0103 din neanturi.
\nUn frumos cu ochii negri din c\u0103ru\u021b\u0103 de-abia sare
\n\u0218i fr\u0103m\u00e2nt\u0103 cu zei\u021ba urmele ce-s prinse-n luturi.<\/p>\n

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Noaptea-i curge lin pe fa\u021b\u0103, tandru murmur\u00e2nd din buze
\n\u0218i cu ochii plini de lacrimi st\u00e2nge t\u00e2n\u0103ra de m\u00e2n\u0103.
\nCodrul m\u00e2ng\u00e2ie copilul \u015fi dorind s\u0103-l prind\u0103-n frunze
\n\u0218i s\u0103-l legene la s\u00e2nu- i \u00een p\u0103durea cea b\u0103tr\u00e2n\u0103.<\/p>\n

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Pa\u015fii unul dup\u0103 altul uit\u0103 – n pasul s\u0103u triste\u021bea
\n\u0218i se pleac\u0103 \u00eenspre fat\u0103 ca \u00eenspre o grea icoan\u0103
\n\u00cen p\u0103durea departat\u0103 readoarme b\u0103tr\u00e2ne\u021bea
\n\u0218i copilul ei din bra\u021be ,cu obrajii din boboan\u0103.<\/p>\n

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Timpul ce-au l\u0103sat \u00een urma, se treze\u015fte \u0219i se zbate
\nFata-\u015fi urc\u0103 puiu-n spate in c\u0103ru\u021ba ca seninul
\nCaii coco\u015fa\u021bi de grij\u0103 abia-\u015fi car\u0103 \u015fatra-n spate
\n\u0218i pe calea vie\u021bii aspre z\u00e2na-\u015fi poart\u0103… coviltirul.<\/p>\n

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La plimbare, eu cu mine<\/strong><\/p>\n

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La plimbare, eu cu mine p\u00e2n\u0103 unde duce drumul
\n\u0218i prin v\u0103ile m\u0103iastre, el alearg\u0103 ca nebunul
\n\u00censpre vis de alinare \u00eemi g\u0103sesc prilej de duc\u0103
\nPeste clipele speran\u021bei drumul meu spre z\u0103ri apuc\u0103.<\/p>\n

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La plimbare, eu cu mine , ca de c\u00e2nd m\u0103 \u0219tiu, al\u0103turi
\nSuflet prins de o n\u0103luc\u0103 de nu po\u021bi s\u0103 \u00eel \u00eenl\u0103turi
\nCurge libertatea – n s\u00e2nge \u0219i \u00een flori de c\u00e2mp surate
\nUnde cerul cu p\u0103m\u00e2ntul, poate-n doar\u0103 a se zbate.<\/p>\n

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La plimbare , eu cu mine, \u00eenspre z\u0103rile alpine
\nCe m\u0103 urc\u0103 peste ceruri pe poteci de Transalpine
\nUnde st\u00e2nca poate scrie o poveste peste nori
\nUnde norul tine-o taina, multor ochi de muritori.<\/p>\n

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La plimbare , eu cu mine totu-i vis \u0219i feerie
\nNimenea nu m\u0103 cuprinde, nimenea nu m\u0103 mai \u0219tie
\nCade noaptea peste ziu\u0103 \u0219i se vinde ziua nop\u021bii
\nLa plimbare, eu cu mine , poate asta-i datul sor\u021bii.<\/p>\n

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Emma POENARIU SERAFIN<\/strong><\/p>\n

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

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