{"id":8482,"date":"2012-05-19T21:47:40","date_gmt":"2012-05-19T19:47:40","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/egophobia.ro\/?p=8482"},"modified":"2012-05-19T21:47:40","modified_gmt":"2012-05-19T19:47:40","slug":"poeme-de-adriana-teodorescu","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/?p=8482","title":{"rendered":"Poeme de Adriana Teodorescu"},"content":{"rendered":"

F\u0103r\u0103 \u00eent\u00e2lnire<\/strong>
\n <\/p>\n

c\u00e2nd realitatea \u015fi-a urcat tot p\u0103m\u00e2ntul \u00eentr-un pod
\npeste lume obiectele s-au rea\u015fternut
\nprecum o fa\u0163\u0103 de mas\u0103
\naveam capul plin de a\u0163e \u015fi noaptea nu dormeam de team\u0103
\nsomnul e un tren care trece f\u0103r\u0103 tine
\ndac\u0103 ajunge departe adormi de mai multe ori \u00een acela\u015fi timp
\napoi trezirea e \u00een ani gre\u015fi\u0163i
\n\u015fi pleoapa e a lucrului ce te str\u00e2mb\u0103.
\ndup\u0103 ce-am scris, fotoliile s-au a\u015fternut ca o z\u0103pad\u0103 grea
\nun oblomov str\u0103in venea \u00een somn s\u0103 le foloseasc\u0103
\n\u015fi din ce \u00een ce mai profund\u0103 o groap\u0103 \u00eel descoperea
\np\u00e2n\u0103 sub piele
\naveam g\u00e2nduri cu oameni \u00eenal\u0163i ca s\u0103 \u00eemi sus\u0163in mintea
\naltfel m\u0103 \u00eenmuiam prin col\u0163uri \u00eenc\u00e2t eram o pisic\u0103
\n\u015fi spa\u0163iile m\u0103 umpleau de haine
\ngura era deja de mult un \u015fan\u0163 traversat \u00een grab\u0103
\ncuvintele r\u0103s\u0103reau departe ca o balt\u0103 cu imagini ce se mic\u015forau
\np\u00e2n\u0103 m\u0103 dureau ochii
\n <\/p>\n

p\u00e2n\u0103 cr\u0103pau la fel ca o nuc\u0103
\n\u015fi urcam prin orbire pe o cas\u0103 alb\u0103
\niar c\u00e2nd ajungeam verticalele st\u0103teau \u00een v\u00e2nt
\ncum ni\u015fte drapele proaspete din care \u015ftiam
\nc-aveau s\u0103 izbucneasc\u0103 \u015foareci \u015fi totul se va termina deasupra
\npe c\u00e2nd se va cunoa\u015fte p\u00e2n\u0103 \u00een cel mai ad\u00e2nc somn
\norice grani\u0163\u0103 va r\u0103m\u00e2ne o linie cu mor\u0163i, trebuie curaj,
\neu sunt o fat\u0103 slab\u0103 cu cozi mari \u015fi zac la tine \u00een creier
\nfiindc\u0103 sunt un elastic nedescoperit la timp
\nlipesc gum\u0103 peste fa\u0163a ta de mas\u0103
\n\u015fi ceva abstract mi-a ie\u015fit pe chip ca ni\u015fte bube
\n\u015fi ceva abstract te-a \u00eenchis \u00eentr-o poezie f\u0103r\u0103 lumin\u0103.<\/p>\n

 
\n <\/p>\n

Vierme, excelen\u0163\u0103<\/strong>
\n 
\nCa un tat\u0103 moale pentru mine,
\napari dup\u0103 amar de vreme dar \u015ftiam c\u0103 e\u015fti dup\u0103 un col\u0163 de strad\u0103,
\np\u0103r\u0103sesc trup f\u0103r\u0103 lumin\u0103 prin u\u015fi deschise
\naer gola\u015f se f\u0103r\u00e2mi\u0163eaz\u0103 s\u0103 m\u0103-ntoarc\u0103, \u00eemi sucesc capul \u015fi el cade
\nprecum o vrabie \u015fi n-o mai prind,
\ne\u015fti \u00eempr\u0103\u015ftiat\u0103 mereu, la\u015fi lucruri din m\u00e2n\u0103, le spargi sunt nuci,
\nne vei pierde pe to\u0163i
\nse desprinde din oase, oglindind plin\u0103 carne, p\u0103m\u00e2ntul
\n\u015fi din inten\u0163ie de vrabie cad fulgi dup\u0103 fulgi
\neu cred c\u0103 ninge, vierme,
\no ultim\u0103 dat\u0103 o s\u0103 mai am z\u0103pezi,
\ncobor la poalele ochilor \u015fi tot nu pot s\u0103 v\u0103d,
\nmintea nehot\u0103r\u00e2t\u0103 m\u0103 \u00eentreab\u0103 de c\u00e2ini, iar eu, \u00eentre ea \u015fi cap,
\nhai, du-te, \u00ee\u0163i fac semne al\u0163ii, \u0163i-au preg\u0103tit culcu\u015f din amintiri calde,
\nvei dormi dincolo de mine, voi muri scotocind \u00een afara mea
\nb\u0103tr\u00e2ne\u0163ea avea gust de f\u0103in\u0103 \u015fi brum\u0103, mi-am \u00eendesat m\u00e2na-n mine
\napoi n-am mai ie\u015fit cu ea niciodat\u0103
\n\u015fi a\u015f fi vrut s\u0103 m\u0103 rog invers,
\nvierme, excelen\u0163\u0103,
\nca tat\u0103 e\u015fti vierme, ca mam\u0103 e\u015fti vierme,
\nd\u0103-m\u0103 \u00eenapoi \u015fi urlu,
\np\u0103rin\u021bii mi s-au d\u0103r\u00e2mat cumva sau i-am m\u00e2ncat
\nat\u00e2tea inimi \u00een toate frigiderele,
\nse scurg din alte c\u0103r\u0163i animale,
\ngura mi se umple de zale \u015fi spune \u00eenchisori cu mine,
\ntrupul meu vegheat de animale \u00eengreuneaz\u0103 margini,
\npoart\u0103 somn mult,
\n\u015fi \u015fti\u0163i, vierme, p\u0103m\u00e2ntul nu se \u00eenvecineaz\u0103 cu flori
\nmereu tu te pierzi \u015fi lucrurile te las\u0103 din m\u00e2n\u0103, te sparg, e\u015fti nuc\u0103,
\ncapul t\u0103u de lemn ca \u015foapt\u0103 \u00eennegrit\u0103 de s\u00e2nge
\nse ridic\u0103 \u015fi curge,
\naerul vine prin lume deja p\u0103r\u0103sit \u015fi nu \u00eencape \u00een nimic
\n\u0163i-at\u00e2rni foamea \u00een \u015ftreanguri, pe ea se aglomereaz\u0103 ca bube p\u00e2ini.
\n <\/p>\n

Curat acum \u00een mine, recunosc o camer\u0103 goal\u0103
\ndirec\u0163iile pleac\u0103 din ea \u00eenf\u0103\u015furate \u00een haine
\nle confund cu rude r\u0103mase tinere, m\u0103 joc.
\nCa un tat\u0103 \u00eenmuiat, vierme, excelen\u0163\u0103, las\u0103-m\u0103,
\n\u015fi fals,
\n\u00eenc\u0103 o parte.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

F\u0103r\u0103 \u00eent\u00e2lnire   c\u00e2nd realitatea \u015fi-a urcat tot p\u0103m\u00e2ntul \u00eentr-un pod peste lume obiectele s-au rea\u015fternut precum o fa\u0163\u0103 de mas\u0103 aveam capul plin de a\u0163e \u015fi noaptea nu dormeam de team\u0103 somnul e un tren care trece f\u0103r\u0103 tine dac\u0103 ajunge departe adormi de mai multe ori \u00een acela\u015fi timp apoi trezirea e \u00een […]<\/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":[817,13],"tags":[877,1157,1114],"class_list":["post-8482","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-egophobia-34","category-poezie","tag-adriana-teodorescu","tag-egophobia-34","tag-poezie"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p6DakB-2cO","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8482","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=8482"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8482\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":8483,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8482\/revisions\/8483"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=8482"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=8482"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=8482"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}