{"id":11248,"date":"2016-06-15T19:47:53","date_gmt":"2016-06-15T17:47:53","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/egophobia.ro\/?p=11248"},"modified":"2016-06-15T08:51:04","modified_gmt":"2016-06-15T06:51:04","slug":"poeme-de-gomes-leal","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/?p=11248","title":{"rendered":"poeme de Gomes Leal"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: right;\">\u00a0traducere: Dan Caragea<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Doamna de Brabant<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><em>lui Alberto Os\u00f3rio de Castro<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Un evantai de pene glorioase,<\/p>\n<p>\u00cen m\u00e2na-i cu sclipiri de briliant,<\/p>\n<p>Inele de pietre pre\u021bioase<\/p>\n<p>Dau str\u0103lucire Doamnei de Brabant.<!--more--><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u00cen jil\u021bul cu sp\u0103tarul aurit,<\/p>\n<p>Ascult\u0103 cum baronii-o m\u0103gulesc.<\/p>\n<p>E noapte; \u0219i, sub cerul amu\u021bit,<\/p>\n<p>Inimi \u0219i iasomie \u00eenfloresc.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Episcopul recade \u00een visare.<\/p>\n<p>Doamne vorbesc de aur \u0219i toalete<\/p>\n<p>Serb\u0103ri se pun la cale,-o v\u00e2n\u0103toare<\/p>\n<p>\u00cen moda got\u0103: \u00een sunet de trompete.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u00cens\u0103 Ducesa-i trist\u0103. Amarul dor<\/p>\n<p>\u00cenv\u0103luie-al s\u0103u chip c-un v\u0103l sever.<\/p>\n<p>Sub lun\u0103 apa pl\u00e2nge la izvor&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>Privighetori aminte-aduc de cer.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Spune legenda c\u0103 Satan purt\u00e2nd<\/p>\n<p>Armura-i dintr-un singur diamant,<\/p>\n<p>De tainica-i iubire, cutez\u00e2nd,<\/p>\n<p>Vorbi Doamnei Ducese de Brabant.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>C\u00e2nd luna bate-n ape, l-au z\u0103rit,<\/p>\n<p>Ca soarele, marmorean, livid,<\/p>\n<p>C\u00e2nt\u00e2nd pe strune doru-i chinuit,<\/p>\n<p>\u00cen noapte, c\u00e2nd garoafe se deschid.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Iar pe m\u0103tasea cu luciri pestri\u021be<\/p>\n<p>A evantaiului ducal, deschis,<\/p>\n<p>Satan c\u00e2ntase negrele-i cosi\u021be<\/p>\n<p>\u0218i ochii ei ad\u00e2nci ca un abis.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u00cens\u0103 ducesa-i trist\u0103. Amarul dor<\/p>\n<p>\u00cenv\u0103luie-al s\u0103u chip c-un v\u0103l sever.<\/p>\n<p>Sub lun\u0103, pl\u00e2nge apa la izvor&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>Privighetori aminte-aduc de cer&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>E sigur c\u0103 sublima dam\u0103,<\/p>\n<p>C\u0103 palida Duces\u0103 de Brabant,<\/p>\n<p>Are-un copil hidos \u2013 cumplit\u0103 dram\u0103:<\/p>\n<p>Tat\u0103l se plimb\u0103-n bezn\u0103, obsedant.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>E-un fiu hidos cum nu s-a pomenit!<\/p>\n<p>Ghebos, pocit, rahitic, anormal,<\/p>\n<p>E tot diform, ciudat \u0219i nedorit,<\/p>\n<p>Cu p\u0103r de fiar\u0103, urlet de-animal!<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Pare-nrudit cu un mistre\u021b sau urs \u2013<\/p>\n<p>Ce hido\u0219enie neomeneasc\u0103&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>Zadarnic vor baronii cu-un discurs,<\/p>\n<p>Fruntea Ducesei s-o mai descre\u021beasc\u0103.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Ducesa-i pururi trist\u0103. Amarul dor<\/p>\n<p>\u00cenv\u0103luie-al s\u0103u chip c-un v\u0103l sever.<\/p>\n<p>Sub lun\u0103 pl\u00e2nge apa la izvor&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>Privighetori aminte-aduc de cer&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Dar monstrul a murit. Pe sub arcade<\/p>\n<p>Serb\u0103ri r\u0103sun\u0103, \u2013 al dansurilor ropot.<\/p>\n<p>R\u00e2d nobilii, t\u00e2rgove\u021bi sub colonade.<\/p>\n<p>Chiar tat\u0103l r\u00e2de-n d\u0103ng\u0103nit de clopot.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>R\u00e2d to\u021bi c\u0103lug\u0103ri la m\u00e2n\u0103stire.<\/p>\n<p>R\u00e2d t\u00e2rgove\u021bii oache\u0219i, la corvoad\u0103.<\/p>\n<p>R\u00e2d preo\u021bi la morm\u00e2nt, ce izb\u0103vire!<\/p>\n<p>R\u00e2d nobilii \u0219i trec\u0103torii-n strad\u0103.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>R\u00e2d domni, baroni, cu bra\u021bul ridicat.<\/p>\n<p>R\u00e2d doamnele \u0219i saltimbanci deodat\u0103.<\/p>\n<p>\u00cen hohot, r\u00e2de ducele-n palat.<\/p>\n<p>Doar mama-\u0219i pl\u00e2nge monstrul-\u00eendurerat\u0103&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Iar pe sicriul monstrului hidos,<\/p>\n<p>F\u0103r\u0103-ncetare, singur\u0103 jele\u0219te.<\/p>\n<p>Dezmiard\u0103 avortonul bl\u00e2nd, duios&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>A\u0219a ur\u00e2t cum e, mama-l iube\u0219te!<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Doar ea \u00ee\u0219i pl\u00e2nge mortul! Al s\u0103u dor,<\/p>\n<p>De jale,\u2013i smulge-un \u021bip\u0103t surd stingher.<\/p>\n<p>Sub lun\u0103 pl\u00e2nge apa la izvor&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>Privighetori aminte-aduc de cer&#8230; (111-114)<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong><br \/>\n<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>Eu sunt un vizionar, un \u00een\u021belept hulit<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><em>Am auzit simfonia culorilor<\/em><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Eu sunt un vizionar, un \u00een\u021belept hulit,<\/p>\n<p>Via\u021ba-mi petrec \u021bes\u00e2nd \u0219i desf\u0103c\u00e2nd himere,<\/p>\n<p>\u00cen timp ce marea na\u0219te un monstru sm\u0103l\u021buit,<\/p>\n<p>\u0218i Domnul prim\u0103verii d\u0103 verdea-i ml\u0103diere.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>De tot ce m\u0103-nconjoar\u0103 nu sunt ademenit<\/p>\n<p>\u0218i r\u0103t\u0103cesc str\u0103in mereu, din alte ere,<\/p>\n<p>Poate semnata-am pactul, ironic, \u00eentocmit,<\/p>\n<p>Dar nu mai \u0219tiu \u00een care, neb\u0103nuite sfere.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Nici spada Teoriei, nici cr\u00e2ncena G\u00e2ndire,<\/p>\n<p>Nu au putut ucide ce-a fost c\u00e2ndva sim\u021bire,<\/p>\n<p>Sunt \u00eemb\u0103tat de soare, \u00een zori e armonia&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Iubirilor trecute fiind prad\u0103-adeseori,<\/p>\n<p>Eu caut pretutindeni doar muzica-n culori,<\/p>\n<p>\u0218i \u00een vopseaua florii g\u0103sit-am Melodia. (114-5)<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Culoarea n\u0103luce\u0219te! \u0218i roza-i ca o Lir\u0103<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><em>Ro\u0219ul trebuie s\u0103 fie ca sunetul unei trompete.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>UN ORB<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Culoarea n\u0103luce\u0219te! \u0218i roza-i ca o Lir\u0103,<\/p>\n<p>O Lir\u0103 de pe vremuri, demult \u00eempodobit\u0103<\/p>\n<p>Cu antice ghirlande; \u00een nunta-atunci sfin\u021bit\u0103,<\/p>\n<p>Culoarea ce ne-a\u021bine \u0219i nota se unir\u0103.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Dac\u0103-n p\u0103m\u00e2nt ivit\u0103, o floare nu inspir\u0103,<\/p>\n<p>Camelia-i teatral\u0103, prea alb\u0103, plictisit\u0103<\/p>\n<p>Prin aer trece-ades o not\u0103 r\u0103t\u0103cit\u0103<\/p>\n<p>Precum culoarea moart\u0103 a florii ce expir\u0103&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Sunt plante ideale-n divina lor c\u00e2ntare,<\/p>\n<p>Oboiului surori, de-o seam\u0103 cu chitare,<\/p>\n<p>Sunt gemete-n albastru, suspin \u00een violet&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Magnolia e-o harp\u0103 eteric parfumat\u0103.<\/p>\n<p>Iar cactusul, cu floarea aprins\u0103,-ns\u00e2ngerat\u0103,<\/p>\n<p>Cu note mar\u021biale, el sun\u0103-a clarinet.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u00a0traducere: Dan Caragea &nbsp; Doamna de Brabant lui Alberto Os\u00f3rio de Castro \u00a0 Un evantai de pene glorioase, \u00cen m\u00e2na-i cu sclipiri de briliant, Inele de pietre pre\u021bioase Dau str\u0103lucire Doamnei de Brabant.<\/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":[1208,125],"tags":[1229,1230,1209,1129,72],"class_list":["post-11248","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-egophobia-46","category-invitat","tag-antonio-duarte-gomes-leal","tag-dan-caragea","tag-egophobia-46","tag-invitat","tag-traducere"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p6DakB-2Vq","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11248","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=11248"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11248\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":11249,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11248\/revisions\/11249"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=11248"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=11248"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=11248"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}