{"id":12627,"date":"2019-05-30T07:13:18","date_gmt":"2019-05-30T05:13:18","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/egophobia.ro\/?p=12627"},"modified":"2019-05-28T20:16:53","modified_gmt":"2019-05-28T18:16:53","slug":"poeme-de-vasile-lungeanu","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/?p=12627","title":{"rendered":"poeme de Vasile Lungeanu"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: green;\">(Lecturi potrivite\/recomandate de Alexandra)<\/span><\/p>\n<p><strong>cel\u0103lalt \u00eentuneric<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>ridic\u00e2nd pleoapele<\/p>\n<p>&#8211;jaluzele albastre&#8211;<\/p>\n<p>sim\u021bii deasupra negura unui copac<\/p>\n<p>funebru \u0219i noduros<\/p>\n<p>m\u0103slin sau poate chiparos,<\/p>\n<p>cu halou negru, mov<\/p>\n<p>sau poate alt\u0103 culoare bizar\u0103<\/p>\n<p>la r\u0103d\u0103cina c\u0103ruia eram \u00eentins<\/p>\n<p>mole\u0219it \u0219i inflamat<!--more--><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>dintr-un col\u021b de stea<\/p>\n<p>o muzic\u0103 \u00een surdin\u0103<\/p>\n<p>\u00eemi mototolea creierul lichefiat.<\/p>\n<p>\u201d&#8230;mm&#8230; ramin djawadi cu inser\u021bii de bach&#8230;\u201d<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>bezna a n\u0103scut un om dinaintea mea,<\/p>\n<p>magnetic privirea-mi<\/p>\n<p>se ag\u0103\u021b\u0103 de pansamentul \u00eenro\u0219it<\/p>\n<p>de pe urechea lui<\/p>\n<p>\u201dvincent?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>clipi a \u00eencuviin\u021bare.<\/p>\n<p>\u201doh&#8230;chiparo\u0219ii \u00een fl\u0103c\u0103ri negre&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>cum de nu mi-am dat seama?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>scoase din trusa de pictor<\/p>\n<p>o roza a v\u00e2nturilor<\/p>\n<p>cu un v\u00e2rf \u00eentre degete<\/p>\n<p>\u201dhaide, \u00eentinde antebra\u021bul<\/p>\n<p>o doz\u0103 de nord te va pune pe picioare\u201d<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u00een partea dreapt\u0103<\/p>\n<p>un domn \u00een pardesiu<\/p>\n<p>cu chipul lui kafka pe fa\u021b\u0103<\/p>\n<p>aranja pe oasele metatarsiene<\/p>\n<p>urna cu cenu\u0219\u0103 a tat\u0103lui meu.<\/p>\n<p>ridic\u00e2ndu-m\u0103 \u00eentr-un cot<\/p>\n<p>am urlat<\/p>\n<p>\u201dhei, pleac\u0103 din co\u0219marul acesta\u201d<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>p<\/strong><strong>\u00e2nza de serotonin\u0103<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>iresponsabilitatea<br \/>\nparfumului t\u0103u<br \/>\nm\u0103 tulbur\u0103.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>degetele noastre<br \/>\n\u00een jocuri nevinovate,<br \/>\ndeseneaz\u0103 magnetice<br \/>\natingeri<br \/>\nsenzorial-elipsoidale<br \/>\n\u00eentr-o geometrie<br \/>\na gesturilor afective.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u00eentre r\u0103sufl\u0103ri arz\u0103toare,<br \/>\n\u0219i buze umede<br \/>\na\u0219ez\u0103m pleoape \u00eenchise,<br \/>\nfream\u0103t,<br \/>\nfr\u00e2nturi de \u0219oapte<br \/>\n\u0219i sc\u00e2ntei de emo\u021bii.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>un petec de piele de coaps\u0103,<br \/>\nad\u00e2ncitura unui um\u0103r,<br \/>\ngust de dragoste,<br \/>\nde metafore,<br \/>\nnasturi descheia\u021bi<br \/>\n\u0219i fermoare ucise<br \/>\n\u00een ceasul<br \/>\npreludiului<br \/>\ndiluate<br \/>\n\u00eentr-o nuan\u021b\u0103<br \/>\napropiat\u0103 perfec\u021biunii<br \/>\npreling\u00e2ndu-se fl\u0103m\u00e2nde<br \/>\npe o p\u00e2nz\u0103<br \/>\ncare se picteaz\u0103 singur\u0103.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>fream\u0103tul timpului<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>au \u00eendesat timpul \u00een clepsidre,<br \/>\ndar timpul, fire de nisip m\u0103t\u0103sos, dus a fost&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>au \u00eenghesuit timpul \u00een orologii,<br \/>\ndar timpul transformat \u00een cuci de filde\u0219 a zburat&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>au strivit timpul \u00een ceasornice<br \/>\ndar timpul, secunde ne\u00eembl\u00e2nzite de \u0219ofran,<br \/>\ns-a scurs pe neg\u00e2ndite&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>femei \u0219i b\u0103rba\u021bi,<br \/>\n\u00eenv\u0103lui\u021bi \u00een m\u0103t\u0103suri \u0219i minciuni,<br \/>\ncu buzele \u0219i ochii cusu\u021bi<br \/>\n\u00een X-uri,<br \/>\nd\u0103n\u021buiau s\u0103lbatic \u00een bacanalele sor\u021bii<br \/>\nca la por\u021bile mor\u021bii,<br \/>\nne\u0219tiutori.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>promi\u0219i \u0219i datori,<br \/>\nneputincio\u0219i \u0219i m\u0103run\u021bi.<br \/>\ndeodat\u0103 c\u0103run\u021bi.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>pove\u0219tile lor de iubire,<br \/>\n\u00een\u0219el\u0103torii poleite cu aur,<br \/>\nun mit cu-n minotaur,<br \/>\n\u0219i o zidire,<br \/>\nca o citire<br \/>\nde ieri, de alalt\u0103ieri<br \/>\ns\u0103ruturi \u0219i nop\u021bi de m\u00e2ng\u00e2ieri,<br \/>\nclipe irosite \u00een zadar,<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>timpului<br \/>\nnu \u00eei este team\u0103 de nimic,<br \/>\ndec\u00e2t de munte.<br \/>\nmuntele este nep\u0103s\u0103tor<br \/>\n\u00een fa\u021ba timpului,<br \/>\nst\u0103p\u00e2nitor.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Dac\u0103 a\u0219 avea&#8230;<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>E greu s\u0103 spargi pojghi\u021be.<br \/>\nE greu s\u0103 te t\u00e2r\u0103\u0219ti la mal din mocirl\u0103.<br \/>\nPo\u021bi s\u0103 l\u0103crimezi cinci vie\u021bi,<br \/>\nlacrimile tale vor fi sursa \u00eenecului t\u0103u.<\/p>\n<p>Dac\u0103 a\u0219 avea o putere,<br \/>\na\u0219 \u00eenapoia p\u0103m\u00e2ntul p\u0103durilor<br \/>\ndantelate, d\u0103t\u0103toare de via\u021b\u0103<br \/>\n\u0219i a\u0219 umple paji\u0219tile<br \/>\ncu flori s\u0103lbatice multicolore<br \/>\n\u0219i catifelate.<\/p>\n<p>Dac\u0103 a\u0219 avea o putere,<br \/>\na\u0219 reda apele cu iriza\u021bii albastre<br \/>\npe\u0219tilor de argint<br \/>\n\u0219i cerul oglind\u0103 p\u0103s\u0103rilor mistice.<\/p>\n<p>Dac\u0103 a\u0219 avea o putere,<br \/>\na\u0219 goni pentru totdeauna<br \/>\nlupii ostili cu col\u021bii de ger,<br \/>\na\u0219 \u0219terge lacrimile<br \/>\ncopiilor paria<br \/>\n\u0219i m-a\u0219 \u00eentreba de dou\u0103 ori<br \/>\ndac\u0103 norul cunoa\u0219terii<br \/>\neste o ploaie fecund\u0103<br \/>\nde \u00een\u021belepciune,<br \/>\nsau dac\u0103 fericirea<br \/>\nare parfumul unei diplome<br \/>\nsau a unui s\u00e2n de ivoriu.<\/p>\n<p>Dac\u0103 a\u0219 avea o putere,<br \/>\na\u0219 aduna m\u00e2hnirile lumii<br \/>\n\u00eentr-un ceva uria\u0219<br \/>\n\u0219i l-a\u0219 \u00eengropa ad\u00e2nc<br \/>\n\u00eentr-un loc uitat al dezn\u0103dejdii.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Coridor \u00een gri<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>M\u0103 ning prim\u0103veri cu flori de salc\u00e2m<br \/>\n\u0219i pl\u00e2ng ne\u00eencetat cu lacrimi-poem.<br \/>\nE un susur albastru de pe vechiul t\u0103r\u00e2m<br \/>\nca un dans enigmatic de romantic boem.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>D\u0103ltuiesc \u00eentuneric \u0219i-l f\u0103r\u00e2m ca pe zgur\u0103<br \/>\nforma ta \u00een lumin\u0103 o transform cerebral<br \/>\ndin penel o mi\u0219care, unduind tr\u0103s\u0103tur\u0103<br \/>\nmanechin \u00een suflare \u0219i amor mineral.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>E un c\u00e2ntec de piatr\u0103, o sculptur\u0103 cu stropi<br \/>\nce se na\u0219te perpetuum din celula divin\u0103,<br \/>\nsimfonie abstract\u0103 \u00een desc\u00e2nt de deochi,<br \/>\ng\u00e2ngureal\u0103 \u00een \u0219oapte \u00eentr-o limb\u0103 str\u0103in\u0103.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Ca o lupt\u0103 ciudat\u0103 \u00eentre cutele frun\u021bii<br \/>\nm\u0103 preling \u00eentre straturi r\u0103scolind \u00een pahar<br \/>\ncu o cheie amar\u0103 \u00een subsolurile min\u021bii<br \/>\nte mai caut Iubire, ca pe-un drog necesar<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>#<\/p>\n<p><strong>Despre autor:<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Vasile Lungeanu (n. 1966) a absolvit Liceul Industrial de Marin\u0103 Or\u0219ova, sec\u021bia naviga\u021bie. \u00cen 2014, a publicat sub pseudonimul Ian Corey, pe Amazon, romanul de fic\u021biune istoric\u0103 <em>Centuri\u00f3n y Asesino<\/em>. Un an mai t\u00e2rziu, acela\u0219i roman a fost publicat \u0219i \u00een limba englez\u0103, pe aceea\u0219i platform\u0103 online, sub titlul <em>Centurion and Assassin<\/em>, \u00een dou\u0103 volume.<\/p>\n<p>\u00cen martie 2015 a fost invitat s\u0103 publice articole pe site-ul spaniol <em>que aprendemos hoy<\/em> unde a activat ca redactor \u00een sec\u021biunea de istorie p\u00e2n\u0103 \u00een decembrie 2016, tot sub pseudonimul Ian Corey.<\/p>\n<p>Autorul, pe care \u00eel pute\u021bi g\u0103si \u0219i pe re\u021belele de socializare, afirm\u0103:<\/p>\n<p><em>C\u0103r\u021bile au fost mereu pentru mine o fereastr\u0103 magic\u0103 spre lume. De copil am citit mult \u0219i mi-am dorit s\u0103 scriu c\u0103r\u021bi. \u00cen adolescen\u021b\u0103 am scris poezie dar din neglijen\u021b\u0103 am pierdut caietul cu manuscrise. C\u00e2teodat\u0103 mai scriu c\u00e2te o povestire sub c\u00e2te un nume fictiv.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/i.vgy.me\/Ma2Fm2.jpg?w=812&#038;ssl=1\" \/><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>(Lecturi potrivite\/recomandate de Alexandra) cel\u0103lalt \u00eentuneric &nbsp; ridic\u00e2nd pleoapele &#8211;jaluzele albastre&#8211; sim\u021bii deasupra negura unui copac funebru \u0219i noduros m\u0103slin sau poate chiparos, cu halou negru, mov sau poate alt\u0103 culoare bizar\u0103 la r\u0103d\u0103cina c\u0103ruia eram \u00eentins mole\u0219it \u0219i inflamat<\/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":[1381,1279,13],"tags":[1383,1280,1114,1389],"class_list":["post-12627","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-egophobia-58","category-lecturi-potrivite","category-poezie","tag-egophobia-58","tag-lecturi-potrivite","tag-poezie","tag-vasile-lungeanu"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p6DakB-3hF","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12627","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=12627"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12627\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":12628,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12627\/revisions\/12628"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=12627"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=12627"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=12627"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}