{"id":5829,"date":"2012-05-15T09:22:10","date_gmt":"2012-05-15T09:22:10","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/?p=5829"},"modified":"2012-05-15T13:08:59","modified_gmt":"2012-05-15T13:08:59","slug":"ravase-tainuite-de-mihai-radulescu","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/2012\/05\/15\/ravase-tainuite-de-mihai-radulescu\/","title":{"rendered":"“R\u0103va\u015fe t\u0103inuite” de Mihai R\u0103dulescu"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Mihai R\u0103dulescu (1936-2009)<\/p>\n

Ast\u0103zi, 15 mai,<\/strong> Mihai R\u0103dulescu ar fi implinit 76 ani<\/strong>.Un g\u00e2nd pios din partea celor care l-au cunoscut.<\/strong><\/p>\n

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R\u0103va\u015fe t\u0103inuite<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

de Mihai R\u0103dulescu<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

Motto:<\/strong><\/p>\n

Via\u0163\u0103 s\u0103rac\u0103
\nDe timpuriu.
\nDuhul s\u0103 tac\u0103
\nSlobod s\u0103-\u0163i scriu.<\/p>\n

M-am bejenit.
\nUit\u0103te-n soare:
\nCine nu-l are
\nNu-i \u00eemplinit.<\/p>\n

Vezi, mai e dorul:
\nTu stai acas\u0103,
\nEu dorm \u00een codru –
\nPe\u015fte \u00een leas\u0103.<\/p>\n

\u015ei te iubesc.
\nF\u0103-\u0163i crucea plin\u0103
\nMaicii Senin\u0103
\nS\u0103 te-nt\u00e2lnesc.<\/p>\n

I<\/strong><\/p>\n

Scrisoarea lui<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

“Cartea-i scris\u0103-n foi de fum
\nC\u0103 mi-e greu de-at\u00e2ta drum,
\nScris\u0103 cu cerneli de ploaie
\nC\u0103 de dor m\u0103 mai ogoaie,
\nCu penele cucului
\n\u015ei sf\u00e2r\u015firea duhului.
\nScris \u0163i-am scris s\u0103-\u0163i dau de veste,
\nS\u0103rut\u00e2ndu-te, aceste:
\nSunt fugit cu soarele,
\nP\u0103r\u0103sit ogoarele.
\nTemni\u0163a \u015fi teama mea
\nMi-au l\u0103sat prin plete nea.
\nMun\u0163ii \u015fi cu v\u0103ile
\nMi-au sleit puterile.
\nMai sunt \u00eenc\u0103 h\u0103ituit.
\nHaiducia-i foc cumplit.
\nDac\u0103 tot g\u00e2nde\u015fti la mine,
\n\u0162ine, puic\u0103, numai bine,
\n\u0162ine \u015fi norocul meu,
\nTraiul s\u0103 nu-\u0163i fie greu.”<\/p>\n

M\u00e2na-\u015fi trece peste barb\u0103.
\nLas\u0103-n ea un fir de iarb\u0103.
\nPune cartea-n buzunar.
\nSe m\u00e2ng\u00e2ie tot mai rar.
\nSe opre\u015fte. O spr\u00e2ncean\u0103
\nTremur\u0103 mai jos de ran\u0103.
\nCol\u0163ul gurii \u00eencre\u0163it.
\nOchiul cat\u0103 aburit.
\nIa \u00een din\u0163i o frunz\u0103 rece.
\nM\u00e2na-n barb\u0103 iar petrece.
\nPleac\u0103-ncet pe drum \u00een jos.
\nVede trunchiul g\u0103unos.
\n\u00cengenunchie-n noroi.
\nStr\u00e2nge-o m\u00e2n\u0103 de trifoi.
\n\u00cenf\u0103\u015foar\u0103 cartea-n el.
\nO strecoar\u0103 u\u015furel
\nSub o scoar\u0163\u0103 de copac.
\n\u015ei \u00ee\u015fi taie drum de rac
\n\u00cend\u0103r\u0103t prin verzi frunzare
\nStr\u0103b\u0103tute lin de soare.<\/p>\n

Scrisoarea de r\u0103spuns.
\n“Amor\u0163esc \u00een a\u015fternut,
\nF\u0103r\u0103 hor\u0103, nici s\u0103rut.
\nStau catrin\u0163e g\u0103lbioare
\nColb\u0103ite-n nemi\u015fcare.
\nValurile din privire
\nNu mai \u015ftiu de oglindire.
\nG\u00e2ndurile, dorurile
\n\u00cemi sugrum\u0103 orele.
\nDar nu pot pleca spre tine …
\nIac\u0103, mama-n cas\u0103 vine.
\nTe s\u0103rut \u015fi numa’ bine.”<\/p>\n

II<\/strong><\/p>\n

Scrisoarea lui<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

“Cerurile, stelele,
\nG\u00e2ndurile, visele,
\nJos, mai jos, mai jos m\u0103 pleac\u0103,
\nPe sub frunz\u0103, pe sub crac\u0103,
\nPe sub crucea m\u00e2inilor,
\nLa inima c\u00e2inilor.
\nLupii suri \u015fi lebede,
\nSt\u00e2ncile de cremene,
\nNu dau p\u00e2ine, nici secar\u0103.
\nVia\u0163a mea nu e u\u015foar\u0103.
\n\u015ei, te rog, te rog, copil\u0103,
\nS\u0103 m\u0103 \u0163ii mereu \u00een mil\u0103.
\nTe-a\u015f vrea ici, cu mine, -n munte,
\nC\u0103 vin ploile m\u0103runte
\n\u015ei n-am bra\u0163e s\u0103 m\u0103 pl\u00e2ng\u0103.
\n\u00cemi doresc s\u0103 fiu cu voi,
\nS\u0103 m-ad\u0103posti\u0163i de ploi.
\nDar nu pot. S\u0103 vii la mine.
\nDac\u0103 nu tu, cine vine?
\nCorbii \u015fi cu ciorile
\n\u015ei sp\u00e2nzur\u0103torile.”<\/p>\n

Scrisoarea de r\u0103spuns<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

“Dor \u00ee\u0163i scriu din Dealu’ Mare
\nRo\u0163ile rotite-n drumuri
\n\u015ei hulubele prin fumuri.
\nDor \u00ee\u0163i scriu \u015fi eu, supus\u0103.
\nAzi la dou\u0103zeci de ani
\nAdunatu-sa un an.
\nStau cu maica \u015fi cu satu’
\n\u015ei cu g\u00e2ndul t\u0103u, s\u0103racu’.
\nStau cu coptul \u015fi pr\u0103jala,
\nCu necazul \u015fi sfiala.
\n\u015ei m\u0103 arde nep\u0103sarea
\nCe e-n to\u0163i \u015fi-n toat\u0103 zarea.
\nTotu\u015fi sunt de-aicea toat\u0103.
\nC\u00e2inii-c\u00e2ini mai niciodat\u0103
\nDe cote\u0163 nu fug departe.
\nNoi avem acelea\u015fi soarte.
\nOmu-i om cum apa-i ap\u0103.
\nDar\u0103 dorul tot m\u0103 sap\u0103.
\n\u00ce\u0163i trimit o floare-albastr\u0103
\nS\u0103-\u0163i gr\u0103iasc\u0103 \u015fi de cas\u0103.”<\/p>\n

III<\/strong><\/p>\n

Scrisoarea lui<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

“Doar pe tine te mai am:
\nEu altar \u015fi tu sf\u00e2nt hram.
\nVino … Nu mai \u015ftiu dec\u00e2t<\/p>\n

C\u0103 mi-e dor \u015fi mi-e ur\u00e2t.
\nCobor\u00e2tu-m-a\u015f \u00een sat
\nDar mi-e team\u0103 c\u0103-i p\u0103cat
\n\u015ei de bunul Dumnezeu
\n\u015ei de biet norocul meu.
\nNu e\u015fti c\u00e2ine s\u0103 r\u0103m\u00e2i
\nStr\u00e2ns legat de c\u0103p\u0103t\u00e2i,
\nCi e\u015fti inim\u0103 de soare.
\nInima nicic\u00e2nd nu moare.
\n\u015ei e\u015fti inim\u0103 de lun\u0103.
\n\u015ei e\u015fti dreapt\u0103 \u015fi e\u015fti bun\u0103.
\nE\u015fti icoan\u0103, aur dulce…
\nDorul meu s\u0103 mi te culce.”<\/p>\n

Scrisoarea de r\u0103spuns<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

“Subsoara zorilor
\nDin r\u0103scrucea orelor
\nM\u0103 p\u00e2ndea de peste geam
\nC\u00e2nd la tine m\u0103 g\u00e2ndeam.
\nNu-mi gr\u0103i de \u00eent\u00e2lnire
\nC\u0103 mi-e team\u0103 de pieire.
\nC\u00e2nd n-ai cas\u0103 \u015fi n-ai mas\u0103,
\nDin iubire ce-o s\u0103 ias\u0103?
\nFocul iute-al paielor
\n\u015ei banii gunoaielor
\n\u015ei copilul dracului
\nDin patul s\u0103racului;
\nC\u0103 fugarul e fugar,
\nF\u0103r\u0103 mir \u015fi f\u0103r\u0103 har.
\n\u015ei m\u0103 uit\u0103, suflete.
\nDe chipul meu, rupe-te.
\nNu vezi? Via\u0163a ne desparte.
\nTe iubesc eu p\u00e2n-la moarte.”<\/p>\n

IV<\/strong><\/p>\n

Scrisoarea lui<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

“Tac \u015fi tac \u015fi nu mai scriu.
\nDar nici cerul p\u0103m\u00e2ntiu,
\nNici \u0163\u00e2\u0163ele norilor,
\nNici zeama sudorilor
\nNu m\u0103 las\u0103. Ca s-o poarte,
\nO s\u0103 leg aceast\u0103 carte
\n\u00centre coarne vacii tale.
\nMuced stau mai jos de soare.
\nAmor\u0163ite-n leg\u0103nare,
\nFrunzele cu margini roase
\nMi-s sucite \u015fi \u00eentoarse,
\nGata s\u0103 coboare-n vale.
\nEu am mii de r\u0103d\u0103cini.
\nNici nu-mi pleac\u0103, nici nu-mi vine
\nUrma inimii din mine.
\nToate bune \u015fi doar bine.”<\/p>\n

Scrisoare de r\u0103spuns<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

“Iat\u0103 ultimul r\u0103spuns:
\nDrumul t\u0103u mi-e nep\u0103truns.
\nCiorb\u0103 lung\u0103, r\u0103d\u0103cini,
\nHran\u0103 sunt de \u0163intirim.
\nDin \u015fop\u00e2rle \u015fi l\u0103custe
\nNu-mi fac haine, nu-mi fac fuste.
\nFuga, mintea r\u0103t\u0103cit\u0103,
\nR\u0103suflarea \u00een\u0103crit\u0103,
\nSpaima, groaza, nebunia:
\nAstea-\u0163i sunt gospod\u0103ria.
\nLas\u0103. Nu m\u0103 chinui.
\nBucurie-n orice zi.”<\/p>\n

V<\/strong><\/p>\n

Ultima scrisoare<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

“Frunza verde a-nvelit
\nUn nimic de la iubit:
\n\u00ce\u0163i trimit \u00een dar
\nSt\u00e2ngul inelar.”<\/p>\n

\u015ei de-atunci \u015fi p\u00e2n\u0103 azi
\nDoarme-n sticla de rachiu
\nDegetul lui alburiu,
\nAlb\u0103strui ca fumul z\u0103rii
\nPe la g\u00e2tul retez\u0103rii
\n\u015ei cu pielea str\u00e2ns\u0103-n creste,
\nDoarme-n lada ei de zestre.<\/p>\n

3 VIII- 16 X 56<\/p>\n

\u201dProbabil una dintre ultimele scrieri \u00eenainte de arestarea din 4 XI 56. Dac\u0103 acest poem ar fi fost g\u0103sit la perchezi\u0163ie, condamnarea mea desigur ar fi fost influen\u0163at\u0103 \u015fi de con\u0163inutul lui. \u201c<\/em><\/p>\n

Mihai R\u0103dulescu<\/em><\/p>\n

(file de coresponden\u0163\u0103 dintre mine \u015fi prof.Mihai R\u0103dulescu )<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

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

Drag\u0103 Mariana,<\/p>\n

astazi, 15 mai, Mihai ar fi \u00eemplinit 76 ani<\/strong>. Doamne, c\u00e2te planuri literare avea la plecare! Un g\u00e2nd pios \u00een amintirea neuitatului nostru prieten.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Boris<\/strong><\/p>\n


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Dumnezeu s\u0103-l odihneasc\u0103 !<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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