{"id":8599,"date":"2012-05-30T05:01:28","date_gmt":"2012-05-30T03:01:28","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/egophobia.ro\/?p=8599"},"modified":"2012-05-31T10:43:47","modified_gmt":"2012-05-31T08:43:47","slug":"%e2%80%9efericirea-este-postuma-mai-ales-in-zilele-noastre","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/?p=8599","title":{"rendered":"\u201eFericirea este postum\u0103, mai ales \u00een zilele noastre\u201d"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>[Iulian T\u0103nase, <em>Cucamonga<\/em>, Herg Benet, 2011]<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=right>de Cristina Nemerovschi<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=justify>\n\u201cSuperrealismul trateaz\u0103 realitatea miraculoas\u0103 de sub ochii no\u0219tri\u201d, afirm\u0103 Iulian T\u0103nase \u00een interviul acordat revistei EgoPHobia. Nu-i deloc de mirare atunci faptul c\u0103 sintagma \u201ctexte superrealiste\u201d apare ca subtitlu \u2013 explicativ, poate \u2013 la <em>Cucamonga<\/em>, un poem filosofic, pe alocuri \u00eenrudit cu proza \u0219i cu parodia a\u0219a-zis intertextualist\u0103, \u00een realitate o ironie chiar la adresa intertextualismului. Fiindc\u0103 <em>Cucamonga<\/em> este, privit\u0103 \u00een ad\u00e2ncime, un poem despre toate detaliile din jurul nostru. Un poem despre sentimente \u0219i g\u00e2nduri, despre poezie \u0219i Dumnezeu, despre absurd \u0219i, uneori, mahmureal\u0103.<!--more--><br \/>\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=center><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/i158.photobucket.com\/albums\/t103\/egophobia\/34\/it\/cuSebastianReichmann.jpg?w=600\" ><br \/>\n[Iulian T\u0103nase cu Sebastian Reichmann]<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=justify>\nCine este Best Sailor, personajul principal al primului capitol din <em>Cucamonga<\/em>, capitol care de altfel \u00eei poart\u0103 \u0219i numele? Best Sailor este un iremediabil \u00eendr\u0103gostit. Este \u0219i un criminal ce reu\u0219e\u0219te s\u0103 scape din \u00eenchisoare. Este un refugiat care picteaz\u0103 femei afgane. Best Sailor este un amator de intrigi de la curtea regelui Henric al VIII-lea; are un ochi verde \u0219i unul albastru. De fapt, capitolul ce deschide <em>Cucamonga<\/em> este un minunat poem superrealist de dragoste, \u0219i ea tot superrealist\u0103. Best Sailor \u0219i Moira formeaz\u0103 un cuplu care \u00eei scap\u0103 printre degete cititorului, dar acesta nu trebuie s\u0103-\u0219i piard\u0103 speran\u021ba. Pe Moira o va putea reg\u0103si, sub forma unui personaj, \u0219i \u00een <em>Oase migratoare<\/em>.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Imnul <em>Best Sailor<\/em> \u00eencepe cu un cuv\u00e2nt \u00eenainte altfel dec\u00e2t cuvintele cu care ne-am obi\u0219nuit s\u0103 ne deschid\u0103 c\u0103r\u021bile \u2013 \u201eUn cu\u021bit \u00eenfipt \u00een inima cadavrelor de succes\u201d. Nu v\u0103 teme\u021bi, nu avem de-a face neap\u0103rat cu o intrig\u0103 poli\u021bist\u0103 de\u0219i, \u00eentr-un fel, o avem \u0219i pe aceasta. Cadavrele vor apar\u021bine, dac\u0103 ducem cu g\u00e2ndul mai departe ceea ce ne sugereaz\u0103 povestirea, c\u0103r\u021bilor de succes. Bestseller-urile care, din c\u00e2te se pare, au alungat poezia din topurile de v\u00e2nz\u0103ri ale editurilor. \u201cPoezia nu se vinde. Poezia nu se cump\u0103r\u0103. Poezia se c\u00e2\u0219tig\u0103 cu greu. Poezia se c\u00e2\u0219tig\u0103 cu via\u021ba, de cele mai multe ori.\u201d \u0218i a\u0219a \u0219i trebuie s\u0103 fie, c\u0103ci poezia e un fel de iubire, ar spune Best Sailor, st\u00e2nd \u00eentr-un picior \u0219i \u021bin\u00e2ndu-\u0219i r\u0103suflarea, a\u0219tept\u00e2nd o barc\u0103 peticit\u0103 s\u0103 vin\u0103 \u0219i s\u0103-l duc\u0103 \u00een largul m\u0103rii.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=center><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/i158.photobucket.com\/albums\/t103\/egophobia\/34\/it\/fotoMitosMicleusanu.jpg?w=600\" ><br \/>\n[&copy; Mito\u0219 Micleu\u0219anu]<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=justify>\nTot <em>Cucamonga<\/em> ne prezint\u0103 \u0219i cel de-al doilea capitol al s\u0103u: <em>19 <\/em><em>pove\u0219ti despre orice<\/em>. \u0218i chiar sunt 19, majoritatea \u00een versuri, trat\u00e2nd diferite teme, care mai de care mai diverse. Aici, \u00een acest capitol, pute\u021bi afla de ce sunt importan\u021bi ficu\u0219ii \u00een via\u021ba c\u0103l\u0103torilor. Unde se duc ei, c\u0103l\u0103torii, \u0219i de ce nu trebuie l\u0103sa\u021bi ficu\u0219ii f\u0103r\u0103 ulei la r\u0103d\u0103cin\u0103. Cum se pescuie\u0219te abisal \u0219i cum se pleac\u0103 \u00een luna de miere? Ei bine, ne spune Cucamonga, \u00een luna de miere nu po\u021bi pleca cu una, cu dou\u0103: \u201cca s\u0103 po\u021bi pleca lini\u0219tit \u00een luna de miere\/trebuie neap\u0103rat\/trebuie neap\u0103rat ca luna\/ca luna de miere s\u0103 existe\u201d. Pentru luna de miere, ai musai nevoie de albine, \u0219i nu orice fel de albine, ci de albine lucr\u0103toare. Din <em>19 pove\u0219ti despre orice<\/em> mai po\u021bi afla cu ce era \u00eembr\u0103cat Dumnezeu \u00een momentul Big Bang-ului, de se ru\u0219ineaz\u0103 el de fiecare dat\u0103 c\u00e2nd i se pune aceast\u0103 \u00eentrebare \u0219i de ce e extrem de important s\u0103 nu ui\u021bi niciodat\u0103 \u00eentreb\u0103rile esen\u021biale, mai ales c\u00e2nd ai musafiri.<\/p>\n<p>Capitolul 2 al c\u0103r\u021bii con\u021bine \u0219i un poem dedicat lui Sacha, \u00eenc\u0103 nen\u0103scut la vremea apari\u021biei volumului, \u00een timp ce un altul \u00eei este dedicat lui George Vasilievici.<\/p>\n<p><em>Iubita mea vitreg\u0103<\/em>, al treilea capitol\/a treia parte din Cucamonga, este o reluare din <em>Iubitafizica<\/em>.<\/p>\n<p><em>Iubita mea vitreg\u0103 <\/em>este un poem de dragoste care ne aduce aminte de c\u0103r\u021bi ce ne-au pl\u0103cut la un moment dat, ne reaminte\u0219te \u0219i c\u0103 \u201cFrumuse\u021bea exist\u0103. Am v\u0103zut-o eu ieri pe Calea Victoriei.\u201d, \u00een timp ce vocea ei, a iubitei, \u201ese ag\u0103\u021ba de lucruri ca \u021bes\u0103tura fin\u0103, concentric\u0103, a unui p\u0103ianjen transparent, autodidact\u201d.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=center><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/i158.photobucket.com\/albums\/t103\/egophobia\/34\/it\/lecturalondophone.jpg?w=600\" ><br \/>\n[lectur\u0103 @ Londophone]<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=justify>\nCine sunt domni\u0219oara W (\u201ccu un dublu V de o simplitate irepro\u0219abil\u0103\u201d) \u0219i doamna Kuttare, \u0219i ce rela\u021bie complicat\u0103 exist\u0103 \u00eentre ele? V\u0103 spune cel de-al patrulea capitol din <em>Cucamonga<\/em>. \u201eInvoca\u021biile circumstan\u021biale\u201d cu care se \u00eencheie acest text sunt demne a fi recitite \u0219i rostite grav \u00een fiecare sear\u0103, ca pe rug\u0103ciunea de dinainte de somn. Din ele, re\u021binem c\u00e2teva:<\/p>\n<p>\u201cS\u0103 fim sinceri cu ipocriziile noastre.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cS\u0103 ne l\u0103ud\u0103m doar cu ceea ce au f\u0103cut al\u021bii.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cS\u0103 nu plec\u0103m dac\u0103 nu venim.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cS\u0103 propov\u0103duim nimicul, nicidecum nimicurile.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cS\u0103 ne d\u0103m seama.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cS\u0103 ne vopsim umorul \u00een negru.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201eS\u0103 a\u0219tept\u0103m.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=center><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/i158.photobucket.com\/albums\/t103\/egophobia\/34\/it\/lecturalondophone1.jpg?w=600\" ><br \/>\n[lectur\u0103 @ Londophone]<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=justify>\n<em>Demonadologia (scurt\u0103 introducere \u00een metafizica r\u0103ului)<\/em>, capitolul cinci\/partea final\u0103, poate fi savurat\u0103 mai bine dac\u0103 a\u021bi citit \u00een prealabil <em>Monadologia<\/em> lui Leibniz. Dac\u0103 n-a\u021bi f\u0103cut-o \u00eens\u0103, nu trebuie s\u0103 v\u0103 l\u0103sa\u021bi intimida\u021bi, c\u0103ci <em>Demonadologia<\/em> lui Iulian T\u0103nase este un univers de sine st\u0103t\u0103tor, bine construit, \u0219i pe dos. Dar \u201cpe dosul\u201d este \u00eentotdeauna mai interesant, a\u0219a c\u0103 este \u00eentr-adev\u0103r timpul s\u0103 afla\u021bi de unde vin demonadele \u0219i cine l-a detronat pe Demonezeu. Nu \u00een ultimul r\u00e2nd, dac\u0103 ve\u021bi citi <em>Demonadologia<\/em>, ve\u021bi descoperi de ce filosofii scriu mai bine dec\u00e2t litera\u021bii.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u2026<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=center><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/i158.photobucket.com\/albums\/t103\/egophobia\/34\/it\/lecturaslovenia.jpg?w=600\" ><br \/>\n[lectur\u0103 \u00een Slovenia]<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=justify>\n\u201c\u201dAi v\u0103zut vreodat\u0103 vreun orb pl\u00e2ng\u00e2nd?\u201d, \u00eel \u00eentreba Moira pe Best Sailor. \u201cCucamonga\u201d, r\u0103spundea el str\u00e2ng\u00e2nd un ou la piept.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>[Iulian T\u0103nase, Cucamonga, Herg Benet, 2011] de Cristina Nemerovschi &nbsp; \u201cSuperrealismul trateaz\u0103 realitatea miraculoas\u0103 de sub ochii no\u0219tri\u201d, afirm\u0103 Iulian T\u0103nase \u00een interviul acordat revistei EgoPHobia. Nu-i deloc de mirare atunci faptul c\u0103 sintagma \u201ctexte superrealiste\u201d apare ca subtitlu \u2013 explicativ, poate \u2013 la Cucamonga, un poem filosofic, pe alocuri \u00eenrudit cu proza \u0219i cu [&hellip;]<\/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":[817,125],"tags":[516,1157,1129,883],"class_list":["post-8599","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-egophobia-34","category-invitat","tag-cristina-nemerovschi","tag-egophobia-34","tag-invitat","tag-iulian-tanase"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p6DakB-2eH","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8599","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=8599"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8599\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":8669,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8599\/revisions\/8669"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=8599"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=8599"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=8599"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}