{"id":7275,"date":"2012-08-23T12:58:48","date_gmt":"2012-08-23T12:58:48","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/?p=7275"},"modified":"2012-08-23T17:36:29","modified_gmt":"2012-08-23T17:36:29","slug":"sensibilitatea-cea-de-toate-zilele-sau-cum-poate-deveni-banalul-o-mireasa-nenuntita","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/2012\/08\/23\/sensibilitatea-cea-de-toate-zilele-sau-cum-poate-deveni-banalul-o-mireasa-nenuntita\/","title":{"rendered":"Sensibilitatea cea de toate zilele, sau cum poate deveni banalul o mireas\u0103 nenuntit\u0103"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Poeta Monica Rodica Iacob<\/em><\/p>\n

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Poeta Monica Rodica Iacob<\/strong>, membr\u0103 U.S.R., a debutat la Cluj, \u00een anul 1987 \u00een volumul \u201eAlpha 87<\/em>\u201d, ap\u0103rut la Editura Dacia, revine \u00een 2005, cu \u201eCinci zeci \u015fi patru de poeme despre curtea interioar\u0103<\/em>\u201d, \u201eSemnul strig\u0103rii<\/em>\u201d (2006) \u015fi \u201eAcvariul cu p\u0103s\u0103ri<\/em>\u201d (2007), ap\u0103rute la Ed. Mirador, Arad .<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a><\/em><\/strong>\u201eMireasa colorat\u0103\u201d<\/em><\/strong> este cel mai nou volum ap\u0103rut la Ed. Mirador, Arad, 2011, \u00eentr-o form\u0103 excelent\u0103, grafica apar\u021bin\u00e2nd fiului autoarei, Daniel Weichelt \u0219i coperta fiind semnat\u0103 de Robin Kipp\u2019s .<\/p>\n

A\u0219 putea spune c\u0103 este un volum al unei \u201eilumin\u0103ri\u201d ce vine la v\u00e2rsta c\u00e2nd te \u00eempaci cu tine \u00eensu\u021bi, \u201epotrivit ordinii fire\u0219ti<\/em>\u201d(Cuv\u00e2ntul autorului, pag. 5).<\/p>\n

Eul interior al poetei \u00eei atrage aten\u021bia asupra drumului fascinant, num\u0103r\u00e2ndu-\u0219i pa\u0219ii, \u0219tiind c\u0103 trebuie s\u0103 \u021bin\u0103 seama \u00een via\u021b\u0103 de dou\u0103 lucruri esen\u021biale: s\u0103 te \u00eempaci cu Dumnezeu \u0219i s\u0103 te \u00eempaci cu tine \u00eensu\u021bi.<\/p>\n

\u201eDragostea \u00eenseamn\u0103 str\u0103duin\u021b\u0103 \u0219i munc\u0103\/ mai ales \u00een era glaciar\u0103<\/em>\u201d (A\u0219a c\u0103 am \u00eenceput s\u0103 tr\u0103iesc restul de via\u021b\u0103, ce mi-a r\u0103mas, pag. 6).<\/p>\n

\u201eRaportarea la divinitate<\/em>\u201d a poetei din universal sau special, \u00eei trasform\u0103 versul \u00een rug\u0103ciune: \u201eDumnezeule\/ Izb\u0103ve\u0219te-ne de acest trup de moarte\/ \u00cen care singuri ne-am \u00eenchis\u201d<\/em>(Rug\u0103ciune, pag.13).<\/p>\n

\u201eC\u00e2nd ne \u00eemp\u0103rt\u0103\u0219im din p\u00e2ine \u0219i vin\/ Escalad\u0103m pe o muchie de cu\u021bit\/Lumina \u0219i teama,\/ Apoi ne cresc aripi\/ \u0218i asemenea \u00eengerilor\/ Ajungem p\u00e2n\u0103 la El<\/em>\u201d (Aceea\u0219i sincop\u0103, pag.11).<\/p>\n

\u201ePresat mi-e sufletul precum o p\u0103p\u0103die,\/ Asemenea poetului ce se str\u00e2nge \u00eentr-o ran\u0103<\/em>\u201d(pag.7).<\/p>\n

Este<\/em> con\u0219tient\u0103 c\u0103 atunci \u201ec\u00e2nd intri pe o linie moart\u0103, singurul cu care nu po\u021bi negocia este timpul \/ precum dezam\u0103girea\u2026\u201d<\/em>(Fructul cancerului e gutuiul, pag.52).<\/p>\n

Amintirile copil\u0103riei o urm\u0103resc, \u201eamiaza fierbinte tope\u0219te copil\u0103ria\u201d<\/em> (Starea mea de nelini\u0219te \u00een zborul lini\u0219tit al porumbeilor, pag. 54).<\/p>\n

Pe un perete alb o ram\u0103 neagr\u0103 zace\/pe parchetul proasp\u0103t lustruit \u021bip\u0103tul patineaz\u0103 galben\/ \u0218i alunec\u0103, alunec\u0103\u2026\/ Poeta \u201emai p\u0103streaz\u0103 imaginea miresei colorate\/ chiar daca chipul devine tot mai \u0219ters\u201d ascuns\u0103 \u00een \u201espatele ramei\/ S\u0103 nu mai aud\u0103 \u021bip\u0103tul \/ ca o mireas\u0103 alungat\u0103 din rai<\/em>\u201d. (Mireasa colorat\u0103 III, pag.80)<\/p>\n

Nu a\u0219 putea spune c\u0103 poezia Monic\u0103i Rodica Iacob este \u201edepresiv\u0103\u201d. Mai multe conota\u021bii filozofice \u0219i cre\u0219tine, apropiind-o de o anumit\u0103 \u201eiluminare psalmic\u0103\u201d. \u00centr-un limbaj modern, merg\u00e2nd pe principiul disonan\u021bei, metaforele revelatoare surprinde lucrurile, dar \u0219i limbajul \u00eentr-o continu\u0103 metamorfoza. T\u0103cuta, \u00eenc\u0103tu\u0219at\u0103 \u00een vers, \u00ee\u0219i strig\u0103 iubirea, uneori singur\u0103tatea, a\u0219tept\u00e2nd vindecarea. \u201eM-am ag\u0103\u021bat de spinul T\u0103u, Doamne,\/ \u0218i a\u0219tept vindecarea<\/em>\u201d(Spitaliada, pag.93).<\/p>\n

A \u0219tiut s\u0103 lupte, a \u0219tiut s\u0103 \u00eendure \u201ecu t\u0103lpile goale z\u0103pad\u0103<\/em>\u201d.<\/p>\n

\u201eMama este o misiune \/ \u00centre cer \u0219i p\u0103m\u00e2nt devine ancora \u00een rug\u0103ciune\u2026 iubirea fiind c\u00e2ntecul m\u00e2ng\u00e2iat de Dumnezeu<\/em>\u201d(\u00centreaga via\u021b\u0103 unui apostolat al iubirii, pag. 98).<\/p>\n

\u00cemp\u0103cat\u0103 cu binele \u0219i r\u0103ul, g\u0103sindu-se \u00een aceast\u0103 rela\u021bie special\u0103 cu Dumnezeu, prin vers \u0219i-a g\u0103sit modul de a fi, modul de a percepe realitatea prin filozofia sa despre ceea ce suntem. Prin poeme, poeta \u00ee\u0219i vindec\u0103 r\u0103nile, \u00ee\u0219i alin\u0103 durerea, \u00ee\u0219i strig\u0103 dragostea pentru cei din jur. Eliberarea prin cuv\u00e2nt, atins\u0103 de arpi de \u00eenger o transform\u0103, fiind convins\u0103 c\u0103 \u201eintr-adev\u0103r suferin\u021ba maturizeaz\u0103 \u0219i \u00een chilia ta \u00a0roste\u0219ti \/ rug\u0103ciunea inimii, (pag. 105).<\/em><\/p>\n

Poeta Monica Rodica Iacob este o \u00eenving\u0103toare!<\/strong> Pentru ea poezia a fost \u0219i este terapia sufletului. \u201e\u00cen fiecare zi trebuie \u00eenvins\u0103 o team\u0103<\/em>\u201d. (Acurate\u021be sau avem o singur\u0103 patrie, iar restul sunt tari, pag.105).<\/p>\n

Cuv\u00e2ntul autorului<\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 Monica Rodica Iacob<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u201eM-am primenit precum o cas\u0103 dat\u0103 cu var de s\u0103rb\u0103tori<\/em><\/p>\n

Dar potrivit ordinii fire\u0219ti<\/em><\/p>\n

Sf\u00e2r\u0219itul nu poate fi departe,<\/em><\/p>\n

Ca \u0219i cum lucrurile de care po\u021bi fi sigur sunt tot mai pu\u021bine,<\/em><\/p>\n

Totu\u0219i m-am str\u0103duit s\u0103 scriu<\/em><\/p>\n

Apoi s\u0103 scriu mai bine<\/em><\/p>\n

De\u0219i \u0219tiam c\u0103 nu voi mai scrie niciodat\u0103 at\u00e2t de bine cum trebuia,<\/em><\/p>\n

St\u00e2ngace m\u0103 str\u0103duiesc \u00een continuare<\/em><\/p>\n

Precum puiul cucului c\u00e2nd \u00eel las\u0103 mama lui.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

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

Un demers de prezentare\u00a0 a c\u0103r\u0163ii,\u00a0 la cererea poetei, mi-l asum, \u00a0pornind de la \u201e<\/em><\/strong>un cuv\u00e2nt care poate fi arbore<\/em>\u201d, cit\u00e2ndu-l pe Constantin Noica: \u201e<\/em><\/strong>C\u0103 s-a n\u0103scut pe p\u0103m\u00e2ntul t\u0103u ori c\u0103 a c\u0103zut ca o s\u0103m\u00e2n\u0163\u0103 din lumea altora, un cuv\u00e2nt este, p\u00e2n\u0103 la urm\u0103, o f\u0103ptur\u0103 specific\u0103<\/em>.\u201d<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

Mariana Gurza<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

Timi\u0219oara<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

23 August 2012<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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