{"id":2586,"date":"2009-12-19T09:57:10","date_gmt":"2009-12-19T07:57:10","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/egophobia.ro\/?p=2586"},"modified":"2009-12-18T17:58:18","modified_gmt":"2009-12-18T15:58:18","slug":"fragment","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/?p=2586","title":{"rendered":"fragment"},"content":{"rendered":"<p align=right>de Paul G. Sandu<\/p>\n<p>Strazile \u00eendr\u0103gostite se mut\u0103 mereu,<br \/>\ncresc \u015fi \u00eenfloresc acolo unde nu suntem noi.<br \/>\npe o strad\u0103 \u00eendragostit\u0103<br \/>\no v\u0103d plimb\u00e2ndu-se pe Mara.<br \/>\ne un vis. eu nu sunt acolo. eu nu exist.<br \/>\neu e o porc\u0103rie. <!--more--><br \/>\nm-am plictisit s\u0103 spun eu. s\u0103 \u00eencep cu eu. eu \u015fi gata!<br \/>\natunci Mara \u00eentoarce capul.<br \/>\nprive\u015fte, c\u0103ut\u00e2ndu-m\u0103 cu privirea<br \/>\np\u00e2n\u0103 la cap\u0103tul str\u0103zii \u00eendr\u0103gostite.<br \/>\nmara m\u0103 caut\u0103 cu privirea<br \/>\np\u00e2n\u0103 \u00een cuvintele astea cu care scriu<br \/>\n\u015fi cu care \u00eencepe strada \u00eendr\u0103gostit\u0103.<br \/>\nstrada care se termin\u0103 cu sandalele Marei,<br \/>\ncu genunchii ei rotunzi, cu v\u00e2rfurile degetelor ei<br \/>\ncare se leag\u0103n\u0103 prin aer, erotiz\u00e2ndu-l.<br \/>\nmara e ca o vibra\u0163ie luminoas\u0103<br \/>\ncare se mi\u015fc\u0103 de la un spectru la altul.<br \/>\nnu m\u0103 poate \u00eens\u0103 vedea<br \/>\nat\u00e2t de de\u015fi sunt copacii dep\u0103rt\u0103rii.<br \/>\niar eu, blestematul, iau cu mine mereu<br \/>\ntoat\u0103 dep\u0103rtarea dintre noi,<br \/>\na\u015fa cum ai \u00eempinge o sanie pe z\u0103pad\u0103. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>de Paul G. Sandu Strazile \u00eendr\u0103gostite se mut\u0103 mereu, cresc \u015fi \u00eenfloresc acolo unde nu suntem noi. pe o strad\u0103 \u00eendragostit\u0103 o v\u0103d plimb\u00e2ndu-se pe Mara. e un vis. eu nu sunt acolo. eu nu exist. eu e o porc\u0103rie.<\/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":[436,13],"tags":[1145,446,1114],"class_list":["post-2586","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-egophobia-25","category-poezie","tag-egophobia-25","tag-paul-g-sandu","tag-poezie"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/s6DakB-fragment","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2586","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=2586"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2586\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2587,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2586\/revisions\/2587"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=2586"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=2586"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=2586"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}