{"id":11058,"date":"2016-01-01T18:20:42","date_gmt":"2016-01-01T16:20:42","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/egophobia.ro\/?p=11058"},"modified":"2016-02-18T14:21:29","modified_gmt":"2016-02-18T12:21:29","slug":"poeme-de-eduard-kamau-brathwaite","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/?p=11058","title":{"rendered":"poeme de Eduard Kamau Brathwaite"},"content":{"rendered":"

(egoRainbow)<\/span><\/p>\n

traducere & prezentare: Monica Manolachi<\/p>\n

Eduard Kamau Brathwaite este un scriitor n\u0103scut \u00een 1930, \u00een Barbados. A studiat \u00een Marea Britanie, unde a ob\u021binut doctoratul \u00een istorie la Universitatea din Sussex \u00een 1968. A predat istorie \u00een Ghana \u0219i \u00een Jamaica, iar din 1992 este profesor de literatur\u0103 comparat\u0103 la New York University. \u00cen decursul timpului, a publicat o serie de volume referitoare la cultura negrilor din Caraibe, Africa \u0219i S.U.A., cu accent pe istorie, antropologie, cultur\u0103 \u0219i fenomene lingvistice creole. Cele trei poezii de mai jos fac parte din volumul de debut Rights of Passage<\/em>, ap\u0103rut \u00een 1967 \u0219i compus \u00een anii Mi\u0219c\u0103rii pentru drepturi civile din S.U.A., c\u00e2nd s-a militat, printre altele, \u0219i \u00eempotriva segreg\u0103rii \u0219i discrimin\u0103rii rasiale. I s-au acordat numeroase premii pentru poezie, utimul fiind prestigiosul premiu Griffin pentru volumul <\/span>Born to Slow Horses<\/em>, \u00een 2006.<\/span><\/p>\n

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Calipso<\/strong><\/p>\n

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1<\/p>\n

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St\u00e2nca se arcuise \u0219i-au \u00eenflorit insule:<\/p>\n

Cuba \u0219i San Domingo,<\/p>\n

Jamaica \u0219i Puerto Rico,<\/p>\n

Grenada Guadelupa Bonaire.<\/p>\n

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St\u00e2nca arcuit\u0103 a s\u00e2s\u00e2it \u00een recif<\/p>\n

\u0219i valul \u0219i-a \u00eenfipt col\u021bii \u00een marn\u0103,<\/p>\n

albul ocean a izbucnit cu spume:<\/p>\n

Bat\u0219eba Montego Bay…<\/p>\n

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Floarea verilor arcuite…<\/p>\n

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2<\/p>\n

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Insulele au r\u0103cnit \u0219i ele devenind planta\u021bii<\/p>\n

peste care domnea trestia de zah\u0103r,<\/p>\n

sudoarea \u0219i profitul,<\/p>\n

profitul cosorului,<\/p>\n

insule guvernate de trestia de zah\u0103r.<\/p>\n

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\u0218i, bine\u00een\u021beles, ce vremuri minunate,<\/p>\n

vremuri profitabile, ospitaliere, se merita<\/p>\n

c\u00e2nd c\u0103pitanii duceau facturi de orez<\/p>\n

scrisori mirodenii peruci<\/p>\n

binocluri arogante popouri<\/p>\n

datorii vicii porci<\/p>\n

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O, ce vremuri minunate erau,<\/p>\n

ce vremuri elegante, prielnice, parfum de amintiri \u2013<\/p>\n

cum ar fi ne\u00eensemnata crim\u0103 grabnic\u0103 a tinerei doamne P.<\/p>\n

la orele patru \u00een zori…<\/p>\n

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3<\/p>\n

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Da\u2019 ce-i cu negrul Sam<\/p>\n

cu degete mari r\u0103\u0219chirate<\/p>\n

\u0219i pantofi lucio\u0219i din piele neagr\u0103?<\/p>\n

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P\u0103i uite-l cum duce ap\u0103-n g\u0103leat\u0103,<\/p>\n

c\u0103 Ma a lui tocmai a n\u0103scut \u00eenc-o fat\u0103.<\/p>\n

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Da\u2019 ce-i cu John \u0103la cu nume european,<\/p>\n

care s-a dus la \u0219coal\u0103 \u0219i visa la renume?<\/p>\n

\u00centr-o zi \u0219efu\u2019 i-a zis: b\u0103i, e\u0219ti prost ca P\u0103cal\u0103.<\/p>\n

Da\u2019 \u0219eful lui nici m\u0103car nu fusese la \u0219coal\u0103…<\/p>\n

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4<\/p>\n

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Toba boc toba boc<\/p>\n

d\u0103 \u0219i c\u00e2nt\u0103 calipso cu foc<\/p>\n

rom foc rom foc<\/p>\n

de ce \u021bii bacanala pe loc?<\/p>\n

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

P\u0103i la banjo ni-i ochiul,<\/p>\n

la limbo ni-i pasul,<\/p>\n

la recolt\u0103 deochiul,<\/p>\n

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noi suntem mai libertini,<\/p>\n

str\u00e2ngem corali,<\/p>\n

ne ciond\u0103nim ca-ntre vecini.<\/p>\n

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Probabil c\u00e2nd vor veni<\/p>\n

cu camere de fotografiat \u0219i p\u0103l\u0103rii de paie<\/p>\n

sfin\u021bii turi\u0219ti rozalii din nordul \u00eenghe\u021bat,<\/p>\n

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noi ar trebui s\u0103 ie\u0219im pe<\/p>\n

plajele alea albe,<\/p>\n

unde, dac\u0103 nu purt\u0103m n\u0103dragi,<\/p>\n

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va \u00eencepe dansul pe insul\u0103:<\/p>\n

Unii trag foloasele<\/em><\/p>\n

al\u021bii trag ponoasele<\/em><\/p>\n

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Vai, l-a dat pe Johnny afar\u0103 \u0219efu\u2019,<\/p>\n

da\u2019 v\u0103 rug\u0103m cu ceru\u2019 \u0219i cu p\u0103m\u00e2ntu\u2019,<\/p>\n

v\u0103 rug\u0103m s\u0103-l primi\u021bi \u2013 da\u2019-l angajeaz\u0103?<\/p>\n

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De-acu\u2019 b\u0103iatu\u2019 peste m\u0103ri \u0219i \u021b\u0103ri nigreaz\u0103…<\/p>\n

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Emigran\u021bii<\/strong><\/p>\n

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1<\/p>\n

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Deci i-a\u021bi v\u0103zut:<\/p>\n

valize de carton<\/p>\n

\u0219i p\u0103l\u0103rii de fetru, pelerine<\/p>\n

de ploaie, femei<\/p>\n

cu paltoane modeste<\/p>\n

\u00een culori violet, ce ascund<\/p>\n

\u0219olduri mari.<\/p>\n

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Ace\u0219tia sunt emigran\u021bii.<\/p>\n

\u00cen porturi maritime, pe chei,<\/p>\n

aeroporturi,<\/p>\n

oriunde unde este un vapor<\/p>\n

sau tren, motor<\/p>\n

rapid sau avion,<\/p>\n

s\u0103-i duc\u0103 mai repede ca v\u00e2ntul,<\/p>\n

a\u0219a \u00eei vezi grupa\u021bi.<\/p>\n

\u0218tampil\u0103-n pa\u0219aport,<\/p>\n

h\u00e2rtii de drum \u00eemp\u0103turite<\/p>\n

\u00een vechi \u0219i nemaifolosite<\/p>\n

ziare: a\u0219teapt\u0103 pe la cozi.<\/p>\n

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Dar unde?<\/p>\n

Nici ei nu \u0219tiu unde.<\/p>\n

Canada, Canalul<\/p>\n

Panama, \u00een Miss-<\/p>\n

issippi, \u00een c\u00e2mpiile durerii, Florida?<\/p>\n

Sau \u00eentr-un port<\/p>\n

cu fum \u0219uier\u0103tor,<\/p>\n

\u00een Glasgow?<\/p>\n

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De ce se duc?<\/p>\n

Nici ei nu \u0219tiu de ce.<\/p>\n

\u00ce\u0219i caut\u0103 de munc\u0103<\/p>\n

\u0219i primesc cea mai bun\u0103 ofert\u0103<\/p>\n

pe care le-o ofer\u0103 agentul:<\/p>\n

\u00eel dai la o parte pe vecin<\/p>\n

pentru patru parai mai pu\u021bin<\/p>\n

pe s\u0103pt\u0103m\u00e2n\u0103.<\/p>\n

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Ce sper\u0103 ei,<\/p>\n

ce s\u0103 g\u0103seasc\u0103 acolo,<\/p>\n

ace\u0219ti marinari din Lumea Nou\u0103,<\/p>\n

kafirii c\u0103l\u0103tori ai lui Columb?<\/p>\n

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Ce maluri din Cathay<\/p>\n

le par c\u0103 str\u0103lucesc fiind de aur,<\/p>\n

ce fermecate chei ca s\u0103 descuie duc cu ei,<\/p>\n

ce u\u0219i de aur cu dragoni?<\/p>\n

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2<\/p>\n

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Columb, aflat pe puntea<\/p>\n

de la pupa, privea la stele, absorbit de valuri,<\/p>\n

era topit \u00een ambra cea lichid\u0103 plutind<\/p>\n

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prin aerul de var\u0103.<\/p>\n

Acum, \u00een zori, c\u00e2nd se ridic\u0103 umbra,<\/p>\n

se \u00eentind \u00een fa\u021ba lui plajele reci, curate.<\/p>\n

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Pavilionul flutur\u0103 pe artimon \u0219i-l \u00eenconjoar\u0103<\/p>\n

p\u0103s\u0103ri: p\u0103s\u0103ri care atac\u0103 aspru, f\u0103r\u0103 team\u0103.<\/p>\n

Descoperirea spre care se \u00eendrepta era a\u0219a aproape.<\/p>\n

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Columb, aflat pe puntea<\/p>\n

de la pupa, privea spre \u00een\u0103l\u021bimile la care tot spera,<\/p>\n

la st\u00e2ncile pe care le visa, cum se \u00een\u0103l\u021bau solide din apa limpede.<\/p>\n

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Papagalii \u021bipau. \u00cen cur\u00e2nd avea s\u0103 ating\u0103<\/p>\n

p\u0103m\u00e2ntul nostru, dorin\u021ba lui schi\u021bat\u0103 pe o hart\u0103.<\/p>\n

Cu foc cerul albastru binecuv\u00e2nteaz\u0103 zorii.<\/p>\n

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Dar \u0219i-a \u00eenchipuit<\/p>\n

vreo clip\u0103 el, cum se uita a\u0219a spre \u021b\u0103rm,<\/p>\n

acel m\u0103cel pe care ai lui solda\u021bi<\/p>\n

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l-au pus la cale aici? V\u00e2rf<\/p>\n

ascu\u021bit \u0219i pat de flint\u0103,<\/p>\n

curajul \u021b\u0103nd\u0103ri \u0219i ciolane<\/p>\n

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rupte cu un glon\u021b,<\/p>\n

\u0219pi\u021bul de gheat\u0103 neagr\u0103 \u00een stomac,<\/p>\n

dorin\u021ba neostoit\u0103 a biciului?<\/p>\n

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Columb, aflat pe puntea<\/p>\n

de la pupa, vedea smochini, arbori cu trompete galbene<\/p>\n

lucind ca polenul \u0219i cascade<\/p>\n

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fine suspendate \u00een verdea\u021b\u0103,<\/p>\n

\u00een timp ce ochii lui urcau spre coamele \u00eenalte<\/p>\n

unde gr\u0103dinile st\u0103teau pitite.<\/p>\n

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De-acum se \u00eencredin\u021base:<\/p>\n

bl\u00e2nde voci glumeau prin frunze.<\/p>\n

Ce a \u00eensemnat c\u0103l\u0103toria aceasta, lumea<\/p>\n

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aceasta nou\u0103: des-<\/p>\n

coperire? Sau \u00eentoarcerea la teroarea<\/p>\n

de unde plecase, preabine cunoscut\u0103?<\/p>\n

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\u00cel priveam cum ezit\u0103.<\/p>\n

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Apoi ne-a \u00eempro\u0219cat cu lini\u0219te.<\/p>\n

Racii \u0219i-au fr\u00e2nt cle\u0219tii,<\/p>\n

s-au risipit \u00een clipa c\u00e2nd el a p\u0103\u0219it pe \u021b\u0103rm.<\/p>\n

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3<\/p>\n

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Dar acum cle\u0219tii sunt de fier: dragele<\/p>\n

muceg\u0103ite n-au habar de ce g\u0103sim aici,<\/p>\n

de c\u00e2t de lipicios e noroiul din Mississippi.<\/p>\n

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Acolo mor oameni<\/p>\n

\u0219i izurile de putoare zac<\/p>\n

toat\u0103 noaptea de-a lungul r\u00e2ului.<\/p>\n

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\u00cen Londra, la metrou e frig.<\/p>\n

Trenul se apropie din bezn\u0103<\/p>\n

cu temerile noastre,<\/p>\n

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l\u0103s\u00e2ndu-ne un z\u0103ng\u0103nit u\u0219or stingher metalic<\/p>\n

\u00een ureche.<\/p>\n

\u00cen New York<\/p>\n

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nop\u021bile sunt fierbin\u021bi<\/p>\n

\u00een Harlem, Brooklyn<\/p>\n

\u0219i prin Str\u00e2mtoarea Long Island.<\/p>\n

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Ora\u0219ul acesta este a\u0219a de vast,<\/p>\n

urechea lui nici nu mai \u0219tie<\/p>\n

cum sun\u0103 omul simplu.<\/p>\n

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Ma\u0219inile de poli\u021bie sc\u00e2ncesc<\/p>\n

precum ni\u0219te copii,<\/p>\n

o ambulan\u021b\u0103 izbucne\u0219te<\/p>\n

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ca o sticla spart\u0103,<\/p>\n

un lift ofteaz\u0103<\/p>\n

ca evreii \u00een gazul european,<\/p>\n

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apoi ne poart\u0103 iute<\/p>\n

\u00een jos, pe sfori spre iad.<\/p>\n

Unde-i clopo\u021belul<\/p>\n

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care ne vestea odinioar\u0103,<\/p>\n

pe c\u00e2nd jucam crichet pe plaj\u0103,<\/p>\n

e pr\u00e2nzul: soarele-i prea tare<\/p>\n

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pentru cap! Unde-i angelus<\/em>-ul<\/p>\n

de sear\u0103 pentru supa de pe\u0219te,<\/p>\n

rug\u0103ciune, somn?<\/p>\n

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4<\/p>\n

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Noul meu \u0219ef<\/p>\n

nu are cap<\/p>\n

\u0219i pentru cifre (de femei).<\/p>\n

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Iubitul meu<\/p>\n

nu are din\u021bi,<\/p>\n

nu mestec\u0103<\/p>\n

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oase de pui.<\/p>\n

Mama ei poart\u0103<\/p>\n

o peruc\u0103 cu p\u0103r ondulat.<\/p>\n

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5<\/p>\n

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Eram odat\u0103 \u00een Europa \u0219i o babet\u0103 bogat\u0103 a \u00eentrebat:<\/p>\n

dar nu ave\u021bi \u0219i voi o limb\u0103 a voastr\u0103,<\/p>\n

nu ave\u021bi \u0219i voi r\u00e2nduielile voastre,<\/p>\n

v-a\u021bi petrecut toate vacan\u021bele<\/p>\n

lega\u021bi a\u0219a de fusta Angliei?<\/p>\n

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\u0218i cum m\u0103 plimbam prin Bellevueplatz,<\/p>\n

un muncitor cr\u0103c\u0103nat<\/p>\n

\u00eemi zice: vai de \u021bara asta, unde-am ajuns,<\/p>\n

n\u00e9gre en Suisse<\/em>, auzi…<\/p>\n

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6<\/p>\n

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B\u0103ie\u021bilor care conduc autobuze prin ora\u0219<\/p>\n

nu prea le place cum perfor\u0103m;<\/p>\n

de fapt, se cam agit\u0103.<\/p>\n

Urmeaz\u0103 greva autobuzelor.<\/p>\n

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B\u0103rba\u021bii care toarn\u0103 bere<\/p>\n

\u00een baruri gen Woodbine cu aer \u00eemb\u00e2csit<\/p>\n

nu prea ne plac nici ei.<\/p>\n

N-avem ce bea acolo prea cur\u00e2nd.<\/p>\n

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Nici sticle sparte nu-s.<\/p>\n

Femeile care coboar\u0103<\/p>\n

s\u0103-\u021bi crape u\u0219ile<\/p>\n

\u00ee\u021bi crap\u0103 uneori<\/p>\n

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\u0219i degetele dac\u0103 nu<\/p>\n

ca\u0219ti ochii. Scuza\u021bi!<\/p>\n

E plin! Nici p\u00e2ine<\/p>\n

la micul dejun<\/p>\n

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pentru muncitorii iarb\u0103-crea\u021b\u0103.<\/p>\n

A\u0219a c\u0103 ce s\u0103-i faci, vere?<\/p>\n

Opre\u0219ti bomba? Dai<\/p>\n

cu bomba?<\/p>\n

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Pui fetele la index?<\/p>\n

Interzici toate<\/p>\n

c\u0103s\u0103toriile? Le spui<\/p>\n

s\u0103 te strige X,<\/p>\n

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\u00ee\u021bi la\u0219i barb\u0103<\/p>\n

\u0219i-\u021bi pui turban,<\/p>\n

\u00ee\u021bi speli tur-<\/p>\n

bulentul sex<\/p>\n

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de circa \u0219ase<\/p>\n

ori pe zi:<\/p>\n

te faci musulman?<\/p>\n

Negru ca Dumnezeu…<\/p>\n

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brunet e bine…<\/p>\n

alb ca p\u0103catul?<\/p>\n

Da\u2019 nu uita de Jimmy Baldwin<\/p>\n

\u0219i nici de Martin Luther King…<\/p>\n

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7<\/p>\n

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Culoarea noastr\u0103 bate toba ne\u00eencetat,<\/p>\n

dar doar amar ne vine deocamdat\u2019.<\/p>\n

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Coliba<\/strong><\/p>\n

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1<\/p>\n

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Pe sub verdele ve\u0219ted<\/p>\n

al smocurilor de iarb\u0103<\/p>\n

din aceast\u0103 ograd\u0103 mic\u0103,<\/p>\n

unde se sp\u0103lau odinioar\u0103<\/p>\n

oale, tig\u0103i, ulcioare,<\/p>\n

apare ocrul. O g\u0103leat\u0103<\/p>\n

ruginit\u0103, cu o gaur\u0103<\/p>\n

la baz\u0103, zace pe o parte.<\/p>\n

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Gardul, perete scund \u0219i<\/p>\n

\u00eengrijit, din piatr\u0103, \u00eemprejmuind<\/p>\n

ograda, e spart de-acum<\/p>\n

de porci, de \u0219obolani, manguste<\/p>\n

\u0219i vecini. Tufele de eucalipt<\/p>\n

\u00ee\u0219i croiesc drum prin<\/p>\n

\u021b\u0103r\u00e2n\u0103. Locul pare pustiu<\/p>\n

\u0219i dat uit\u0103rii: ograd\u0103, gard, colib\u0103.<\/p>\n

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Aici a tr\u0103it Tom: casa lui<\/p>\n

mic\u0103 nu-i mai mare dec\u00e2t sufrageria<\/p>\n

voastr\u0103. A\u0219a a fost lumea lui,<\/p>\n

tr\u00e2ntit\u0103 ca un pumn pe scaune<\/p>\n

rupte, mese goale \u0219i buf-<\/p>\n

etul \u00een care \u00ee\u0219i p\u0103stra c\u0103nile.<\/p>\n

O singur\u0103 u\u0219\u0103 din lemn, cu lac\u0103t \u00eenc\u0103,<\/p>\n

balama s\u0103rit\u0103; un ochi de geam, din lemn,<\/p>\n

e spart; patru \u0219ipci de jaluzea \u00eenc\u0103 intacte.<\/p>\n

Bezna r\u0103zbate printre aceste sc\u00e2nduri m\u0103cinate<\/p>\n

\u0219i pragul harcea-parcea de sub u\u0219\u0103.<\/p>\n

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A\u0219a departe a r\u0103zbit al timpului prelung<\/p>\n

asalt. Acoperi\u0219ul, cu \u0219indrile \u00eentunecate,<\/p>\n

spoite pe alocuri de b\u0103taia v\u00e2ntului \u0219i ale vremii<\/p>\n

degete, \u00eenc\u0103 sclipe\u0219te, \u00eenc\u0103-i<\/p>\n

\u00een bun\u0103 stare, de\u0219i pe ziduri se coje\u0219te tencuiala,<\/p>\n

\u00een p\u0103r\u021bi, \u00een spate, \u00een sus, spre acoperi\u0219: \u00een locuri<\/p>\n

pe unde nu s-a dat cu var. Totu\u0219i, din fa\u021b\u0103,<\/p>\n

partea cu care mai privea la lume,<\/p>\n

casa p\u0103streaz\u0103 \u00eenc\u0103 nuan\u021ba limonie, fin\u0103 \u0219i delicat\u0103 ca o perl\u0103.<\/p>\n

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Dar anii se strecoar\u0103: perseveren\u021ba<\/p>\n

zilei clipoce\u0219te pe solitudinea acestei<\/p>\n

colibe neclintite: localitatea se m\u0103re\u0219te, cre\u0219te:<\/p>\n

magazine, super-<\/p>\n

market, oficiu po\u0219tal,<\/p>\n

a c\u0103rui \u0219ef\u0103 de o\u021bel, ochelarist\u0103,<\/p>\n

\u021bine c\u00e2rma ora\u0219ului. Dar nimeni nu \u0219tie<\/p>\n

unde se afl\u0103 pere\u021bii v\u0103rui\u021bi \u0219i cr\u0103pa\u021bi ai lui Tom.<\/p>\n

Casa, ne spune factorul po\u0219tal,<\/p>\n

st\u0103 s\u0103 fie demolat\u0103:<\/p>\n

o agen\u021bie imobiliar\u0103 face pui,<\/p>\n

ca s\u0103-i hr\u0103neasc\u0103 pe fl\u0103m\u00e2nzii din ora\u0219.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Azi nimeni<\/p>\n

nu-l mai \u0219tie pe Tom, cui s\u0103-i mai pese?<\/p>\n

Vremea sclavilor s-a dus \u2013 uita-<\/p>\n

re. Credin\u021ba, visul negat<\/p>\n

\u0219i tot ce a \u00eendr\u0103znit<\/p>\n

s\u0103 nu fac\u0103, toate pierdute \u0219i poate ne-<\/p>\n

iertate. Aceast\u0103 cas\u0103 este tot<\/p>\n

ce-a mai r\u0103mas din speran\u021b\u0103, durere,<\/p>\n

istorie…<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

2<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Dar cum s\u0103 mergem mai departe,<\/p>\n

cum s\u0103 mergem mai departe,<\/p>\n

cresc\u00e2nd precum aceste case,<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

aceste supermarketuri \u2013<\/p>\n

cu t\u00e2rn\u0103coape,<\/p>\n

cu oase rupte \u00een \u0219ale \u2013<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Dac\u0103 aceast\u0103 prim\u0103 za se pierde,<\/p>\n

arunc\u0103m lan\u021bul rupt<\/p>\n

\u00een mormanul portarului?<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Nu de ru\u0219ine s-a \u00een\u0103l\u021bat durerea<\/p>\n

\u0219i s-a adunat piatr\u0103<\/p>\n

s\u0103 se ridice zidul.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Nu de aceea s-a conceput mortarul<\/p>\n

\u0219i a crescut \u0219i tamarindul:<\/p>\n

frunze fragile, chiftele verzi<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

t\u0103cute, iau doar \u00een r\u00e2s<\/p>\n

ruina acestei bojdeuci, speran\u021bele aceluia<\/p>\n

a c\u0103rui via\u021b\u0103, uite<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

cum a pleznit, cum<\/p>\n

s-a rupt, nemaifiind<\/p>\n

trecut\u0103 \u00een vreun cenotaf sau<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

carte.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

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(egoRainbow) traducere & prezentare: Monica Manolachi Eduard Kamau Brathwaite este un scriitor n\u0103scut \u00een 1930, \u00een Barbados. A studiat \u00een Marea Britanie, unde a ob\u021binut doctoratul \u00een istorie la Universitatea din Sussex \u00een 1968. A predat istorie \u00een Ghana \u0219i \u00een Jamaica, iar din 1992 este profesor de literatur\u0103 comparat\u0103 la New York University. \u00cen […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1188,952,13],"tags":[1202,1189,1162,807,1114,72],"class_list":["post-11058","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-egophobia-45","category-egorainbow","category-poezie","tag-eduard-kamau-brathwaite","tag-egophobia-45","tag-egorainbow","tag-monica-manolachi","tag-poezie","tag-traducere"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p6DakB-2Sm","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11058","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=11058"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11058\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":11078,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11058\/revisions\/11078"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=11058"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=11058"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=11058"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}