traducere & prezentare: Alexandra Ciubeic\u0103<\/p>\n
Sylvia Plath (1932\u20131963) a fost o poet\u0103, nuvelist\u0103 \u0219i romancier\u0103 american\u0103. Lui Plath i s-a acordat Premiul Pulitzer pentru poezie \u00een 1982 pentru colec\u021bia The Collected Poems<\/em>, devenind astfel prima persoan\u0103 care prime\u0219te aceast\u0103 distinc\u021bie onorific\u0103 postum. Temele centrale ale volumului cuprind identitatea, alienarea, corporalitatea, \u00eentregul s\u0103u univers poetic fiind o art\u0103 a auto-revel\u0103rii. \u201eOn the Decline of Oracles\u201d se num\u0103r\u0103 printre poeziile incluse \u00een acest volum \u0219i prezint\u0103 \u00een cheie modern\u0103 pierderea viziunii \u0219i a \u00eendrum\u0103rii spirituale \u00eentr-o lume haotic\u0103 \u0219i banal\u0103, \u00een contrast cu valorile trecutului. Declinul oracolelor reprezint\u0103 \u00een mod simbolic incompatibilitatea omului contemporan cu sfera spiritual\u0103 a existen\u021bei.<\/p>\n \n Despre declinul oracolelor<\/strong><\/p>\n \n \u00cen\u0103untrul unui templu \u00een ruine, statuia fr\u00e2nt\u0103 a unui zeu vorbea o limb\u0103 misterioas\u0103.<\/em><\/p>\n \u2013 Giorgio de Chirico<\/p>\n \n Tat\u0103l meu p\u0103stra o cochilie pistruiat\u0103<\/p>\n L\u00e2ng\u0103 dou\u0103 cor\u0103bii care sprijineau c\u0103r\u021bile pe raft<\/p>\n \u0218i, \u00een timp ce ascultam, zim\u021bii ei reci clocoteau<\/p>\n Cu glasurile acelei m\u0103ri \u0219ov\u0103ielnice, de care<\/p>\n \u00cei era dor b\u0103tr\u00e2nului B\u00f6cklin, care \u021binea la ureche<\/p>\n O cochilie, s\u0103 asculte marea pe care nu o putea auzi.<\/p>\n Ce-i gl\u0103suia cochilia \u00een urechea intern\u0103<\/p>\n El \u0219tia, dar niciun \u021b\u0103ran nu \u0219tie.<\/p>\n \n Tat\u0103l meu a murit, iar c\u00e2nd a murit,<\/p>\n A l\u0103sat mo\u0219tenire c\u0103r\u021bile \u0219i cochilia.<\/p>\n C\u0103r\u021bile au ars, marea a \u00eenghi\u021bit cochilia,<\/p>\n Dar eu, eu p\u0103strez vocile pe care el<\/p>\n Le-a s\u0103dit \u00een urechea mea, iar \u00een ochiul meu,<\/p>\n Orizontul acelor albastre, ascunse valuri,<\/p>\n Dup\u0103 care t\u00e2nje\u0219te fantoma b\u0103tr\u00e2nului B\u00f6cklin.<\/p>\n \u021a\u0103ranii se osp\u0103teaz\u0103 \u0219i se \u00eenmul\u021besc<\/p>\n \n \u0218i nu vor fi nevoi\u021bi niciodat\u0103 s\u0103 vad\u0103 ce v\u0103d eu.<\/p>\n \u00cen Templul Pietrelor Sparte, deasupra<\/p>\n Unei perdele jerpelite, se \u00eenal\u021b\u0103 capul c\u0103runt<\/p>\n Al unui zeu sau al unui nebun. Nimeni nu \u0219tie<\/p>\n Care din ei sau nu are curaj s\u0103 \u00eentrebe. De la el aflu<\/p>\n Clevetirile \u0219i deprim\u0103rile zilei de m\u00e2ine. La a\u0219a ceva<\/p>\n E bun\u0103 vederea: ca un junghi st\u0103ruitor<\/p>\n \u00cen coast\u0103, te s\u00e2c\u00e2ie, te obose\u0219te.<\/p>\n \n C\u0103lare pe un scaun, la etajul trei<\/p>\n \u00cen Alexandra House, \u00eentr-un separeu de la fereastr\u0103,<\/p>\n Care d\u0103 spre Petty Cury, privesc<\/p>\n Oarecum obosit\u0103 camerele \u00eenv\u0103luite \u00een fum<\/p>\n Din restaurantul de vizavi, v\u0103d cum o imagine<\/p>\n A ceea ce urmeaz\u0103 s\u0103 se \u00eent\u00e2mple \u00eel acapareaz\u0103<\/p>\n Pe buc\u0103t\u0103rul de la soba \u00eenv\u0103luit\u0103 \u00een aburi. Trebuie<\/p>\n S\u0103 a\u0219tept s\u0103 se \u00eent\u00e2mple. O s\u0103 vin\u0103. Vine:<\/p>\n \n Trei b\u0103rba\u021bi abia cunoscu\u021bi urc\u0103 la etaj<\/p>\n Pe scar\u0103 \u0219i acoper\u0103 \u0219i soba, \u0219i buc\u0103tarul.<\/p>\n Unul e palid, cu p\u0103rul ca alama;<\/p>\n Al doilea are ochii tulburi \u00een spatele ochelarilor;<\/p>\n Al treilea merge sprijinit \u00een baston<\/p>\n \u0218i z\u00e2mbind. Aceste imagini m\u0103runte<\/p>\n Invadeaz\u0103 ochiul interior ca paginile<\/p>\n Dintr-o band\u0103 desenat\u0103 vulgar\u0103, iar p\u0103m\u00e2ntul<\/p>\n \n Se rote\u0219te acum spre \u00eent\u00e2mplarea<\/p>\n Acestei \u00eent\u00e2mpl\u0103ri. \u00cen jum\u0103tate de or\u0103<\/p>\n Voi cobor\u00ee pe scara ponosit\u0103 \u0219i \u00eei voi \u00eent\u00e2lni<\/p>\n Pe cei trei b\u0103rba\u021bi care urc\u0103. Mai pu\u021bin<\/p>\n Valoros dec\u00e2t prezentul, trecutul \u2013 acest viitor.<\/p>\n Ne\u00eensemnat\u0103 aceast\u0103 viziune pentru ochii stin\u0219i,<\/p>\n Care au v\u0103zut odinioar\u0103 c\u0103derea turnurilor din Troia,<\/p>\n Care au v\u0103zut r\u0103ul izbucnind din nord.<\/p>\n \n \n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" traducere & prezentare: Alexandra Ciubeic\u0103 Sylvia Plath (1932\u20131963) a fost o poet\u0103, nuvelist\u0103 \u0219i romancier\u0103 american\u0103. Lui Plath i s-a acordat Premiul Pulitzer pentru poezie \u00een 1982 pentru colec\u021bia The Collected Poems, devenind astfel prima persoan\u0103 care prime\u0219te aceast\u0103 distinc\u021bie onorific\u0103 postum. Temele centrale ale volumului cuprind identitatea, alienarea, corporalitatea, \u00eentregul s\u0103u univers poetic fiind […]<\/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":[1822,13],"tags":[1821,1114,1832,72],"class_list":["post-16004","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-egophobia-87","category-poezie","tag-egophobia-87","tag-poezie","tag-sylvia-plath","tag-traducere"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p6DakB-4a8","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/16004","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=16004"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/16004\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":16005,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/16004\/revisions\/16005"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=16004"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=16004"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=16004"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}