traducere & prezentare de Anca Matei<\/p>\n
Laurel Blossom (n. 1943, Washington, D.C.) este o poet\u0103 american\u0103, cunoscut\u0103 pentru poezia sa direct\u0103, narativ\u0103 \u0219i adesea ironic\u0103. A debutat cu volumul Any Minute<\/em> (1979), urmat de What\u2019s Wrong<\/em>, The Papers Said<\/em>, Wednesday: New and Selected Poems<\/em>, Degrees of Latitude<\/em> \u0219i Longevity<\/em>. \u00cen 2020 a publicat Un-<\/em>, o carte de poeme \u00een proz\u0103 inspirate de figurile anonime din filmele acvatice ale anilor 1950. A alc\u0103tuit \u0219i antologii precum Splash! Great Writing About Swimming<\/em> (1996) \u0219i Lovely Village of the Hills: Twentieth Century Edgefield Poetry<\/em> (2007). Ca poet\u0103 laureat\u0103 a ora\u0219ului Edgefield din South Carolina, \u00eentre 2015 \u0219i 2017 a ini\u021biat proiecte de promovare a poeziei \u00een spa\u021biul public \u0219i a sus\u021binut activit\u0103\u021bi dedicate tinerilor \u0219i comunit\u0103\u021bii locale.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Balonul ro<\/strong>\u0219u se \u00eenal\u021b\u0103<\/strong><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n \u021ai l-am legat de \u00eencheietur\u0103<\/p>\n cu o frumoas\u0103 fund\u0103 roz, desprins\u0103<\/p>\n la prima adiere a v\u00e2ntului.<\/p>\n \u00cemi pare r\u0103u.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Am s\u0103rit s\u0103-l prind, dar era prea t\u00e2rziu.<\/p>\n A zburat departe.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u00cenc\u0103 p\u0103rea mare \u0219i aproape \u00eel puteai atinge.<\/p>\n Ca o inim\u0103.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Prive\u0219te, am spus.<\/p>\n \u021ai-ai mijit ochi\u0219orii.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Balonul p\u0103rea fericit, lu\u00e2ndu-\u0219i<\/p>\n la revedere.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Cerul e foarte \u00eenalt azi, am spus.<\/p>\n Ro\u0219ul a devenit negru, o bulin\u0103.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Apoi gata. Ne uitam la el<\/p>\n chiar dac\u0103 nu puteam<\/p>\n <\/p>\n s\u0103-l mai z\u0103rim deloc.<\/p>\n Chiar \u0219i dup\u0103 aceea.<\/p>\n \u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Normal<\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n Mai t\u00e2rziu, acas\u0103, am b\u0103ut<\/p>\n cocktailuri \u0219i cina a fost rece.<\/p>\n Au trecut anii. Am uitat<\/p>\n salonul funerar de mahon,<\/p>\n albul trup \u00eentins \u00een\u0103untru<\/p>\n nu a mai urlat, am uitat<\/p>\n cum a fost \u00eenchis sicriul.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Treptat, lucrurile au \u00eenceput<\/p>\n s\u0103 revin\u0103 la normal.<\/p>\n Sub lumina bl\u00e2nd\u0103<\/p>\n \u0219i constant\u0103 a becului electric,<\/p>\n ne punem b\u0103uturile<\/p>\n pe m\u0103su\u021ba de cafea din mahon;<\/p>\n <\/p>\n le ridic\u0103m. Se face curent,<\/p>\n dar lum\u00e2n\u0103rile \u0219i-au pierdut<\/p>\n semnifica\u021bia, iar de zgomotul<\/p>\n traficului de pe strad\u0103<\/p>\n nu mai pomene\u0219te nimeni.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Capcan\u0103<\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n Ca plumbul.<\/p>\n S-au f\u0103cut preg\u0103tirile, cercetarea<\/p>\n s-a \u00eencheiat, inclusiv documentarea temeinic\u0103<\/p>\n a istoriei \u0219i a circumstan\u021belor acestui proiect.<\/p>\n Pre\u0219ul de la intrare e afar\u0103, cu partea bun\u0103 \u00een sus.<\/p>\n Soarele str\u0103luce\u0219te.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Am a\u0219a un sentiment.<\/p>\n Vecinii nu mi se par de \u00eencredere.<\/p>\n Dac\u0103 m\u0103 \u00eentrebi, sunt mari \u0219anse s\u0103 se revolte, s\u0103 se mute,<\/p>\n s\u0103 nu-\u0219i joace rolul care le-a fost dat.<\/p>\n Au fost invita\u021bi. Eu sunt acas\u0103. Ast\u0103zi.<\/p>\n Nu v\u0103d nicio perdea mi\u0219c\u00e2ndu-se.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Tu intri,<\/p>\n Ud leoarc\u0103. De parc\u0103 abia g\u0103leata de deasupra<\/p>\n u\u0219ii<\/p>\n \u021bi-ar fi spus c\u0103 avem o problem\u0103. Te ur\u0103sc.<\/p>\n Tu nu r\u00e2zi. Te ur\u0103sc.<\/p>\n Nu pot s\u0103 cred c\u0103 urm\u0103torul lucru pe care-l faci<\/p>\n e s\u0103-\u021bi torni de b\u0103ut.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Cap sec.<\/p>\n Cojile de banan\u0103 nu par s\u0103 te deranjeze,<\/p>\n patinele copiilor, tortul zbur\u0103tor. Asta-i grav.<\/p>\n De c\u00e2nd ai ajuns aici, te fac \u00een toate felurile.<\/p>\n apa \u021bi se prelinge pe g\u00e2t, ai hainele distruse.<\/p>\n Ce trebuie s\u0103 fac ca s\u0103 te provoc?<\/p>\n Cum po\u021bi sta acolo, \u0219iroind?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" traducere & prezentare de Anca Matei Laurel Blossom (n. 1943, Washington, D.C.) este o poet\u0103 american\u0103, cunoscut\u0103 pentru poezia sa direct\u0103, narativ\u0103 \u0219i adesea ironic\u0103. A debutat cu volumul Any Minute (1979), urmat de What\u2019s Wrong, The Papers Said, Wednesday: New and Selected Poems, Degrees of Latitude \u0219i Longevity. \u00cen 2020 a publicat Un-, o […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_feature_clip_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[1914,13],"tags":[1919,1915,1918,1114,72],"class_list":["post-16480","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-egophobia-91","category-poezie","tag-anca-matei","tag-egophobia-91","tag-laurel-blossom","tag-poezie","tag-traducere"],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p6DakB-4hO","jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/16480","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=16480"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/16480\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":16481,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/16480\/revisions\/16481"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=16480"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=16480"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=16480"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}