de Monica Manolachi<\/p>\n
Adev\u0103rul e<\/p>\n
c\u0103 mereu am c\u00e2ntat imnul na\u021bional<\/p>\n
cu jum\u0103tate de gur\u0103.<\/p>\n
Cu cealalt\u0103 jum\u0103tate fie t\u0103ceam,<\/p>\n
fie c\u00e2ntam altceva f\u0103r\u0103 nicio leg\u0103tur\u0103.<\/p>\n
Atunci c\u00e2nd s-a trecut<\/p>\n
de la \u201eTrei culori cunosc pe lume\u201c<\/p>\n
la \u201eDe\u0219teapt\u0103-te, rom\u00e2ne\u201c<\/p>\n
pe neve, nici m\u0103car n-am \u00een\u021beles de ce.<\/p>\n
La ora de desen mi se p\u0103rea ciudat s\u0103 \u021bii cu din\u021bii<\/p>\n
de culorile primare<\/p>\n
c\u00e2nd le puteai amesteca la infinit<\/p>\n
\u0219i f\u0103r\u0103 \u00eendrumare.<\/p>\n
\u00centre salariul mic al mamei<\/p>\n
\u0219i \u201eelanul muncitoresc\u201c<\/p>\n
se l\u0103f\u0103ia un mare dezacord s\u0103rb\u0103toresc.<\/p>\n
Pe urm\u0103 a venit Gavroche,<\/p>\n
a decupat stema,<\/p>\n
s-a \u00eenf\u0103\u0219urat \u00een steag de frig ce-i era,<\/p>\n
s-a uitat la camer\u0103 \u0219i a scris istoria.<\/p>\n
Dup\u0103 trei decenii, frigul de la el n-a plecat<\/p>\n
\u0219i nici n-am sc\u0103pat<\/p>\n
de \u201esomnul cel de moarte\u201c,<\/p>\n
care ne prive\u0219te prin obiectiv<\/p>\n
de undeva de departe.<\/p>\n
Imnul cu \u201ebarbarii de tirani\u201c de la 1848<\/p>\n
pare azi un pic xenofob, nu-i a\u0219a?<\/p>\n
Da, \u00eemi croiesc o alt\u0103 soart\u0103,<\/p>\n
dar nu neap\u0103rat s\u0103 se \u00eenchine al\u021bii la ea.<\/p>\n
\u0218i ce-i cu celelalte strofe r\u0103mase nec\u00e2ntate?<\/p>\n
Ce-i cu voinicii \u0103ia<\/p>\n
care sar \u201eca lupii \u00een st\u00e2ne\u201c, m\u0103i frate?<\/p>\n
Sau \u00eendemnul mamei c\u0103tre fiii ei<\/p>\n
de a trece \u201eprin sabie \u0219i foc\u201c?<\/p>\n
Poate rezist\u0103, cu pu\u021bin noroc.<\/p>\n
Sau jugul pe care \u201eca vitele-l purt\u0103m\u201c?<\/p>\n
De ce le toler\u0103m?<\/p>\n
Oare toate imnurile au strofe nec\u00e2ntate,<\/p>\n
ceva s\u00e2ngeros, dureros, ru\u0219inos<\/p>\n
care aminte\u0219te de unitate?<\/p>\n
Ceva ce e greu de spus atunci c\u00e2nd scand\u0103m<\/p>\n
cu m\u00e2na la piept, din r\u0103runchi<\/p>\n
\u0219i orbe\u0219te pe stadioane<\/p>\n
sau cu berea \u00een fa\u021ba ecranului<\/p>\n
cu plasm\u0103, strig\u00e2nd goooooooool<\/p>\n
\u0219i renun\u021b\u00e2nd la papioane?<\/p>\n
Anul \u00een care am primit carte de identitate<\/p>\n
a fost anul drapelului g\u0103urit.<\/p>\n
Dar n-a\u0219 vrea s\u0103 m\u0103 \u00een\u021belege\u021bi gre\u0219it,<\/p>\n
n-am nimic cu tricolorul.<\/p>\n
\u00cemi place cum flutur\u0103 la Arcul de Triumf,<\/p>\n
\u00een v\u00e2rful catargelor de pe Dun\u0103re,<\/p>\n
la pozele de profil,<\/p>\n
pe obrajii suporterilor,<\/p>\n
\u00een m\u00e2na lui Yin,<\/p>\n
c\u00e2nd ne ar\u0103t\u0103m cu el apartenen\u021ba<\/p>\n
pe c\u00e2te o ie sau la betelie,<\/p>\n
la TV \u0219i prin marile pie\u021be,<\/p>\n
dar nu-mi place c\u00e2nd e surs\u0103 de conflict<\/p>\n
sau motiv de triste\u021be.<\/p>\n
M\u0103 visez uneori plutind cu steagul peste ruine,<\/p>\n
ca un om de z\u0103pad\u0103 gonflabil<\/p>\n
m\u0103 ating cu umerii de ziduri str\u0103ine<\/p>\n
\u0219i bat u\u0219or ca un clopot<\/p>\n
printre ramuri \u00eenflorite de cais.<\/p>\n
Este doar un vis.<\/p>\n
Odat\u0103 aveam pe birou un stegule\u021b din h\u00e2rtie.<\/p>\n
Acum se rostogole\u0219te ca un r\u00e2u de c\u00e2mpie,<\/p>\n
unde cineva picteaz\u0103 de aproape<\/p>\n
cicoare, sun\u0103toare \u0219i garofi\u021b\u0103 frumos mirositoare.<\/p>\n
Un ochi \u00eei r\u00e2de, un ochi \u00eei pl\u00e2nge,<\/p>\n
dar totu\u0219i c\u00e2nt\u0103<\/p>\n
ca o mierl\u0103 \u0219chioap\u0103 pe o gur\u0103 de rai<\/p>\n
sau ca o venetic\u0103 pe malul apei<\/p>\n
\u00eentr-o cald\u0103 zi de mai.<\/p>\n
C\u00e2ntecul e unul nou \u0219i bizar.<\/p>\n
Seam\u0103n\u0103 cu tine.<\/p>\n
Are gust de covrigi, pufule\u021bi \u0219i pufarine.<\/p>\n
\u00cel \u0219tiu \u0219i muntele, \u0219i marea.<\/p>\n
\u0218i perfec\u021biunea, \u0219i eroarea.<\/p>\n
\u00cel c\u00e2n\u021bi \u00een singur\u0103tate c\u00e2nd nu mai po\u021bi.<\/p>\n
\u00cel c\u00e2nt\u0103 \u0219i cei ce nu-s patrio\u021bi.<\/p>\n
Vine din \u00eembr\u0103\u021bi\u0219\u0103ri \u00eenc\u0103 ne\u00eent\u00e2mplate,<\/p>\n
din fantome simplificate.<\/p>\n
Este o b\u0103rcu\u021b\u0103 cu semne diacritice<\/p>\n
\u00eentr-o mare de incoeren\u021b\u0103.<\/p>\n
Un sur\u00e2s invizibil, o prezen\u021b\u0103.<\/p>\n
Dac\u0103 \u00eel repe\u021bi prea des,<\/p>\n
\u00eel vei \u0219ti din ce \u00een ce mai pu\u021bin.<\/p>\n
Dac\u0103 nu l-ai auzit deloc,<\/p>\n
uit\u0103-te mai bine la cerul senin.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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