{"id":12023,"date":"2017-12-25T13:59:37","date_gmt":"2017-12-25T11:59:37","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/egophobia.ro\/?p=12023"},"modified":"2017-12-31T14:01:31","modified_gmt":"2017-12-31T12:01:31","slug":"poeme-de-nicolae-coande","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/?p=12023","title":{"rendered":"poeme de Nicolae Coande"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>[din <em>Plagiator<\/em>. 1962]<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>N-am s\u0103 \u00eemb\u0103tr\u00eenesc \u00een apartamentul 13<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u0218tiu c\u0103 vorbe\u0219ti prin cifre s\u00eent la fel de de\u0219tept ca tine<\/p>\n<p>Dar nu la fel de iute \u0219i nici pe departe at\u00eet de rezistent<\/p>\n<p>Cu m\u00e2na st\u00e2ng\u0103 rezemat\u0103 de pupitru \u00een vreme ce scrii<\/p>\n<p>Cu seceri pateticul scenariu al vie\u021bii tuturor am\u0103r\u00ee\u021bilor<!--more--><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Cu sau f\u0103r\u0103 acoperi\u0219 \u00een Cartea ta de imobil.\u00a0F\u0103 din casa<\/p>\n<p>Mea un han sau arde-o: o propozi\u021bie mai clar\u0103 nici c\u0103 se<\/p>\n<p>Putea ai izbutit s\u0103 plantezi asta pe creierul tuturor \u00eentr-o<\/p>\n<p>Zi grea c\u00eend palid fu degetul cu care ne-ai ar\u0103tat go exit.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>N-am s\u0103 \u00eemb\u0103tr\u00eenesc \u00een apart. 13 printre oameni \u0219i c\u00eerpe<\/p>\n<p>Preg\u0103tit s\u0103 \u00eenfloresc mai t\u00eerziu \u00een lumina dintre degetul<\/p>\n<p>T\u0103u ar\u0103t\u0103tor \u0219i podul palmei cu care c\u00eent\u0103re\u0219ti la infinit<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Spiritul debil al celui r\u0103zvr\u0103tit: nu-\u021bi voi spune numele<\/p>\n<p>Meu adev\u0103rat at\u00eeta vreme c\u00eet tu nu mi-l spui pe al t\u0103u \u2013<\/p>\n<p>Nu cred \u00een table \u0219i nu s\u00eent mortul care-\u021bi pl\u00eenge urmele.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>P\u0103durarul din sud<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Diminea\u0163a m\u0103 \u00eentorc t\u0103cut pe p\u0103m\u00eent un capaneu obosit<\/p>\n<p>Asemenea paielor c\u00eend \u00een urm\u0103 pe arie r\u0103m\u00een s\u0103 le sufle<\/p>\n<p>P\u0103durarul din sud un v\u00eent juc\u0103u\u015f din palmele tale trezit<\/p>\n<p>Via\u0163a unei p\u0103pu\u015fi de sfori ocrotit\u0103 amintiri s\u0103-i insufle<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Ca-n copil\u0103rie c\u00eend \u0163inteam zodiile o frumuse\u0163e vorace<\/p>\n<p>Str\u0103b\u0103tea sufletul t\u0103u de hoplit c\u0103zut \u00een \u0163\u0103r\u00een\u0103 un pian<\/p>\n<p>Peste care doarme perfect b\u0103tr\u00eenul me\u015fter glorie \u015fi pace<\/p>\n<p>Diminea\u0163a leb\u0103d\u0103 alb\u0103 seara drac de corb hen khai pan<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Gura ta cald\u0103 s\u0103ruta mortul cel mai frumos prin batist\u0103<\/p>\n<p>Centauri cu\u0163ite drojdie c\u0103zut\u0103 pe g\u00eenduri americ\u0103 trist\u0103<\/p>\n<p>F\u0103r\u0103 tat\u0103 b\u0103ie\u0163ii cresc mai-nal\u0163i rasa pl\u0103cut\u0103 de tr\u0103d\u0103tori<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Vorbeam cu p\u0103s\u0103rile \u00een infern purgatoriu \u015fi raiu-n culori<\/p>\n<p>Diminea\u0163a m\u0103 \u00eentorc pe p\u0103m\u00eent pe un portativ de coco\u015fi<\/p>\n<p>\u00cen anul mor\u0163ii b\u0103rba\u0163ii Coande s\u00eent puri \u00eenvin\u015fi&amp;frumo\u015fi.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Rorschah<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>M-am smuls dintr-o alt\u0103 via\u0163\u0103 \u015fi c\u00eendva m-am mutat \u00een bezna asta<\/p>\n<p>Via\u0163\u0103 de c\u00e2ine cap-sec-\u00een-nori am fost un brobdingnag pe catalige<\/p>\n<p>Surfer pe Styx cu c\u0103p\u0103\u0163\u00eena muiat\u0103 \u00een refuz fragmente obscure \u015fi-n<\/p>\n<p>Vremea asta soarta prins\u0103-n zmeie lansate de copii \u00een ceriul gurii<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Prins \u00een deghiz\u0103rile timpului ca Evangheliile \u00een Rorschahul Domnului<\/p>\n<p>Lumea era al\u0103turi \u015fi l\u00eeng\u0103 ea cu\u0163ite a\u015fezate frumos \u00een biblioteci clan-<\/p>\n<p>Destine-n care vom citi dup\u0103 moarte cum mor\u0163ile noastre stau \u00eentr-o<\/p>\n<p>Carte unde la final ne vor permite unii s\u0103 ne bucur\u0103m de femei legale<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>De perfec\u0163iunea urnei care ne va fi d\u0103ruit\u0103 pentru rara noastr\u0103 cenu\u015f\u0103<\/p>\n<p>Dup\u0103 ce arta la care am \u015flefuit \u00een patetice zile va fi scuipat\u0103 \u00een bot de<\/p>\n<p>Me\u015fteri lini\u015fti\u0163i cu b\u0103rbi\u0163e-n\u0163elepte-n\u0163epenite-n \u201edeliberata m\u00eenuire de<\/p>\n<p>Anacronisme\u201d a unui b\u0103rbat ajuns la cap\u0103tul lini\u015ftii. Un b\u0103tr\u00een miner de<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Uraniu lu\u00eendu-\u015fi doza zilnic\u0103 de moarte cu gesturi m\u0103surate seara la cul-<\/p>\n<p>Care s\u0103tul de via\u0163\u0103 de lamentabila vulgaritate a celui dobor\u00eet mereu S\u0103tul.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Negru din ceaf\u0103<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>E tot ce faci c\u00eend dormi ghemuit\u0103 cu ceafa spre mine sau<\/p>\n<p>Spre cel ce vine s\u0103 te acopere cu r\u0103suflarea sa \u00eencordat\u0103<\/p>\n<p>Din c\u0103m\u0103ru\u021be unde se ridic\u0103 praful o moar\u0103 de haine din<\/p>\n<p>Care iese sufletul t\u0103u lini\u0219tit. E tot ce m\u0103 la\u0219i s\u0103 visez \u00een ti-<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Ne c\u00eend te ating idiot ca un diavol \u00een ziua primei comuniuni<\/p>\n<p>Un poet dintr-o \u021bar\u0103 maronie* pe care vremea nu-l poate stri-<\/p>\n<p>Ca un viermi\u0219or c\u0103ruia i s-a dat un om de la na\u0219tere: \u00eel va iubi<\/p>\n<p>Toat\u0103 via\u021ba a\u0219a cum numai o ar\u0103tare poate iubi pe cineva din<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Alt\u0103 specie. E tot ce ating atunci c\u00eend s\u00eent l\u0103sat s\u0103 mu\u015fc ceva<\/p>\n<p>Din afar\u0103. Punctul negru din ceaf\u0103 este blazonul artei mele<\/p>\n<p>Trucul pe care-l \u0219tie b\u0103tr\u00eenul \u00eentunecat din vie\u021bile noastre pr\u0103-<\/p>\n<p>Bu\u0219ite: \u201epurt\u0103m \u00een noi minunile pe care le c\u0103ut\u0103m \u00een afar\u0103\u201d<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Mici semne ale dezastrului pe care am \u0219tiut at\u00eet de bine s\u0103-l<\/p>\n<p>Ador\u0103m: dou\u0103 bobi\u021be de otrav\u0103 care se iubeau de moarte.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>* ar fi Paul Celan, \u00een viziunea lui Ingeborg Bachmann, dintr-o scrisoare adresat\u0103 poetului \u00een iunie 1949<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>[din Plagiator. 1962] &nbsp; N-am s\u0103 \u00eemb\u0103tr\u00eenesc \u00een apartamentul 13 &nbsp; \u0218tiu c\u0103 vorbe\u0219ti prin cifre s\u00eent la fel de de\u0219tept ca tine Dar nu la fel de iute \u0219i nici pe departe at\u00eet de rezistent Cu m\u00e2na st\u00e2ng\u0103 rezemat\u0103 de pupitru \u00een vreme ce scrii Cu seceri pateticul scenariu al vie\u021bii tuturor am\u0103r\u00ee\u021bilor<\/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":[1297,13],"tags":[1299,1309,1114],"class_list":["post-12023","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-egophobia-52","category-poezie","tag-egophobia-52","tag-nicolae-coande","tag-poezie"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p6DakB-37V","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12023","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=12023"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12023\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":12024,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12023\/revisions\/12024"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=12023"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=12023"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=12023"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}