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\n<\/p>\n[Ion Buzu, 3 ml de Konfidor, Casa de Pariuri Literare, 2013]<\/b><\/p>\n
de Cristina Nemerovschi
\n\u201cOamenii mei \u00eemi vor folosi corpul pentru a arunca \u00een aer cl\u0103dirile\/\u00een care cu to\u021bii ne\u2011am v\u0103zut anii \u00eempu\u0219ca\u021bi \u00een cap.\u201d
\n[Fitile \u00een oasele mele<\/i>]<\/p>\n
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\nL-am citit pentru prima dat\u0103 pe Ion Buzu chiar \u00een revista EgoPHobia. La 18 ani, Buzu era un poet foarte t\u00e2n\u0103r cu mult\u0103 originalitate \u0219i verv\u0103, care te loveau de la primele r\u00e2nduri. O combina\u021bie de Fight Club<\/i> cu R\u0103zboi Civil<\/i>, volumul de debut al lui \u0218tefan Bolea, cu o duritate care te trimitea la nihilismul lui Nietzsche. Spre deosebire de al\u021bi poe\u021bi din genera\u021bia lui, Buzu nu p\u0103rea s\u0103 simt\u0103 deloc nevoia de a-\u0219i tempera discursul, spre a ajunge la un public mai larg, mai pu\u021bin extrem. P\u0103rea s\u0103 se simt\u0103 foarte bine acolo, din ce \u00een ce mai firesc \u00een exprimare.
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M-am bucurat s\u0103 descop\u0103r c\u0103 poetul nu \u0219i-a temperat vocea nici \u00een volumul s\u0103u de debut, 3 ml de Konfidor<\/i>, ap\u0103rut anul acesta la Casa de Pariuri Literare. \u00cen 3 ml de Konfidor, <\/i>Buzu demonstreaz\u0103 c\u0103 se poate scrie despre (aproape) orice, c\u0103 nu exist\u0103 teme pe care e indicat s\u0103 le ocolim. Pentru cine nu \u0219tia \u00eenc\u0103, volumul de debut al poetului din Republica Moldova \u00eei arat\u0103 c\u0103 poezie poate exista \u00een multe din lucrurile din jur, pe care mult prea rar le privim \u00een totalitatea lor, p\u00e2n\u0103 la cele mai mici detalii.<\/p>\n
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Holiday Session<\/i>, poemul \u00een mai multe p\u0103r\u021bi ce deschide volumul, poate s\u0103 \u0219ocheze cititorul cu gusturi conformiste sau pudice. Clism\u0103, jocuri video, Requiem for a Dream<\/i> \u0219i scris: \u201cVreau s\u0103 apar\u0103 o ma\u0219in\u0103 de scris pe masa mea\/s\u0103 ap\u0103s pe taste cu putere\/produc\u00eend zgomotul unei mitraliere\/fratele meu s\u0103 \u021bipe la mine c\u0103\u2011l \u021bin treaz toat\u0103 noaptea\/iar eu s\u0103 m\u0103 mut afar\u0103\/\u0219i s\u0103 ap\u0103s p\u00een\u0103 \u00eemi apar b\u0103t\u0103turi la degete\/tot mitraliind\/sim\u021bind c\u0103 m\u0103 apropii\/\u0219i c\u00eeini s\u0103 latre, s\u0103 schel\u0103ie, s\u0103 simt\u0103 \u0219i ei c\u0103 m\u0103 apropii.\u201d Dar Buzu nu-l las\u0103 pe cititor s\u0103 respire nici \u00een continuare, bombard\u00e2ndu-l cu existen\u021bialiste violente, sco\u021b\u00e2ndu-l din carapacea lui confortabil\u0103, obling\u00e2ndu-l s\u0103 intre \u00een lumea din 3 ml de Konfidor. <\/i>\u201c\u00cen cur\u00e2nd o s\u0103 mi se fac\u0103 r\u0103u \u0219i o s\u0103 vomit\u201d este poemul din care cititorul afl\u0103 ce este Konfidor-ul \u0219i la ce folose\u0219te el: \u201cCartofii au fost invada\u021bi de g\u00eendacii de Colorado \u0219i\/trebuia s\u0103\u2011i stropesc cu un fel de otrav\u0103, Konfidor,\/ma\u0219ina de stropit era cr\u0103pat\u0103,\/\u00eemi curgea amestecul pe spate\/\u0219i brusc m\u2011a p\u0103lit g\u00eendul\/c\u0103 \u00een cur\u00eend o s\u0103 mi se fac\u0103 r\u0103u.\/Dup\u0103 asta am urcat intr\u2011un microbuz ce mergea spre Chi\u0219in\u0103u\/\u0219i o femeie a spus \u0219oferului s\u0103 opreasc\u0103,\/\u0219i\u2011a luat copilul de m\u00een\u0103\/\u0219i acesta a vomitat \u00een microbuz,\/apoi a mai vomitat \u0219i afar\u0103.\/C\u00eend a intrat \u00eenapoi,\/copilul s\u2011a uitat \u021bint\u0103 la mine,\/nu pl\u00eengea, nu avea fa\u021ba \u00eencre\u021bit\u0103 de durere sau grea\u021b\u0103,\/avea o fa\u021b\u0103 foarte serioas\u0103,\/fa\u021ba cuiva care \u0219tia ce are de f\u0103cut,\/\u0219i a f\u0103cut\u2011o,\/f\u0103r\u0103 \u00eempotrivire,\/o fa\u021b\u0103 care\u2011mi spunea: tu e\u0219ti urm\u0103torul!\u201d<\/p>\n
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Poezia lui Buzu curge simplu, firesc, autentic. \u201eG\u00eendacii au format colonii pe cartofii no\u0219tri,\/de parc\u0103 au descoperit o nou\u0103 planet\u0103,\/sau o nou\u0103 existen\u021b\u0103 lipsit\u0103 de agonie, capcane \u0219i absurditate.\/Stropim curpenii de cartofi cu 3ml de Konfidor dizolvat \u00een 10L de ap\u0103,\/\u00een cur\u00eend g\u00eendacii vor c\u0103dea, unul c\u00eete unul,\/doar trei ore \u0219i g\u00eendacilor li se va face r\u0103u \u0219i vor muri ;\/ei nu pot vomita c\u00eend li se face r\u0103u.\/Mie \u0219i lui Andru\u0219a ne curge otrava pe spate,\/nenorocitele de ma\u0219ini de stropit s\u00eent cr\u0103pate.\/\u201eAuzi Andru\u0219a, nu \u021bi\u2011a trecut prin cap\/c\u0103 acolo sus cineva \u00eencearc\u0103 s\u0103 ne extermine la fel cum noi facem cu ace\u0219ti g\u00eendaci,\/s\u0103 ne stropeasc\u0103 \u0219i el cu un fel de otrav\u0103, nu chiar Konfidor,\/dar ceva cu efect \u00eendelungat,\/s\u0103 ni se fac\u0103 r\u0103u de tot, dar s\u0103 nu murim \u00eendat\u0103,\/\u0219i la r\u00eendul lui s\u0103\u2011i fie cr\u0103pat\u0103 ma\u0219ina sa de stropit,\/s\u0103\u2011i curg\u0103 \u0219i lui otrava pe spate.\u201c (3 ml de Konfidor<\/i>, poemul care d\u0103 titlul volumului). \u00cenc\u0103 o dat\u0103, poetul scrie despre lucruri pe care altora le-ar fi foarte greu s\u0103 le abordeze cu la fel de mult\u0103 simplitate; probabil ar fi mimat dezinvoltura \u0219i ar fi ie\u0219it ceva grotesc, \u00een timp ce lui Buzu \u00eei iese al naibii de bine: \u201cTr\u0103ind la sat, nu obi\u0219nuiesc s\u0103\u2011mi v\u0103d rahatul,\/acesta cade \u00een gaura de cinci metri \u0219i gata,\/\u00eenghi\u021bit de abis pentru totdeauna,\/dar \u00een buda asta de la ora\u0219 l\u2011am v\u0103zut pentru prima dat\u0103,\/era negru.\/Apoi observ pe burt\u0103 multe b\u0103\u0219ici,\/m\u2011am \u00eencordat vreo 5 minute\/trebuie s\u0103\u2011i dau drumul,\/B\u0103\u0219icile se fac mai ro\u0219ii,\/rahatul mai negru,\/pere\u021bii stomacului se apuc\u0103 de tremurat,\/un alien \u00ee\u0219i face loc s\u0103 ias\u0103 prin burt\u0103,\/s\u2011a scremut \/ s\u2011a c\u0103cat prin mine\/\u0219i acum e gata s\u0103 ias\u0103 \u00een lume,\/\/f\u0103r\u0103 ca eu s\u0103 fi avut o idee cum\/a ajuns ceva str\u0103in s\u0103 creasc\u0103 \u00een mine.\u201d Sau: \u201cStau culcat \u00een pat \u0219i \u00eemi vine s\u0103 vomit,\/\u00een jum\u0103tate de or\u0103 trebuie s\u0103 fiu la serviciu,\/\u00eencerc s\u0103 m\u0103 ridic,\/la \u0219coala de vizavi\/copiii strig\u0103 \u00een cor,\/[…] probabil au descoperit un joc nou,\/s\u00eent bucuro\u0219i c\u0103 au ajuns s\u0103\u2011mi controleze voma,\/tot \u00eencearc\u0103 asta de c\u00eeteva s\u0103pt\u0103m\u00eeni,\/m\u0103 \u00eentind dup\u0103 telefon s\u0103\u2011mi anun\u021b absen\u021ba la birou,\/stomacul se \u00eencordeaz\u0103,\/gura mi se umple,\/copiii \u021bip\u0103: hai, ie\u0219i! ie\u0219i! ie\u0219i!\u201d (Mi-am petrecut diminea<\/i>\u021ba cur\u0103\u021bindu-mi geaca de vom\u0103<\/i>).<\/p>\n
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Un aer de horror cu tente gotice are poemul Rigor Mortis<\/i>, \u00een care personajul \u00eencearc\u0103 s\u0103 scape de cadavrul unei g\u0103ini: \u201c\u00eemi apare brusc scenariul cum va opri\/\u0219i tipii din ea m\u0103 vor prinde c\u0103 \u00eencerc s\u0103 scap de cadavrul \u0103sta \u2013\/o rup la fug\u0103,\/ma\u0219ina o ia \u00een aceea\u0219i direc\u021bie,\/o iau printre ierburi mari \u0219i uscate,\/un \u0219lap se \u00eempiedic\u0103 \u0219i r\u0103m\u00eene \u00een urm\u0103,\/nu m\u0103 opresc, fug cu un picior descul\u021b,\/trebuie s\u0103 scap de cadavru,\/m\u0103 opresc unde se aude cum curge apa,\/ma\u0219ina opre\u0219te tot aici a\u0219tept\u00eend s\u0103 vad\u0103 cadavrul,\/eu arunc trupul p\u0103s\u0103rii \u00een starea de rigor mortis,\/se rostogole\u0219te zgomotos,\/c\u00ee\u021biva c\u00eeini se apuc\u0103 de l\u0103trat, m\u0103 culc la p\u0103m\u00eent\/\u0219i a\u0219tept p\u00een\u0103 se potolesc\u201d \u2013 cu umorul negru \u0219i ritmul alert, se simte \u0219i ceva talent pentru proz\u0103, iar Buzu chiar m\u0103rturise\u0219te \u00een interviul pentru EgoPHobia c\u0103 are \u00een plan \u0219i acest gen de scriere.<\/p>\n
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Pe c\u00e2inele antreprenor, p\u0103ianjenul, Bukowski, kagor, Rant, microbuzul Dr\u0103sliceni-Chi\u0219in\u0103u, atelierul de scriere creativ\u0103, sau ce \u00eenseamn\u0103 s\u0103 ai kr\u00ee\u0219a dus\u0103, <\/i>v\u0103 las mai bine s\u0103 afla\u021bi singuri, pentru c\u0103 volumul se cite\u0219te cel mai bine de la cap la coad\u0103. Este unitar \u0219i pare a fi fost scris dintr-o suflare, de\u0219i Ion Buzu spune c\u0103 \u00eei place la fel de mult \u0219i s\u0103 rescriere \u0219i c\u0103 foarte pu\u021bine texte r\u0103m\u00e2n a\u0219a cum au fost concepute \u00een varianta ini\u021bial\u0103.<\/p>\n
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Ion Buzu \u00eei las\u0103 impresia cititorului c\u0103 are \u00eencredere \u00een poezia lui, \u0219i foarte bine face. Are at\u00e2t de mult\u0103 \u00eencredere \u00eenc\u00e2t s\u0103-i lase savoarea personal\u0103, f\u0103r\u0103 a \u00eencerca s\u0103 o \u00eencadreze cu for\u021ba \u00een ni\u0219te tipare artificiale. \u0218i, pentru un debut, este exact lucrul cel mai bun care se poate face.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
[Ion Buzu, 3 ml de Konfidor, Casa de Pariuri Literare, 2013] de Cristina Nemerovschi \u201cOamenii mei \u00eemi vor folosi corpul pentru a arunca \u00een aer cl\u0103dirile\/\u00een care cu to\u021bii ne\u2011am v\u0103zut anii \u00eempu\u0219ca\u021bi \u00een cap.\u201d [Fitile \u00een oasele mele] L-am citit pentru prima dat\u0103 pe Ion Buzu chiar \u00een revista EgoPHobia. La 18 ani, […]<\/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":[986,125],"tags":[516,1164,1129,360],"class_list":["post-9994","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-egophobia-38","category-invitat","tag-cristina-nemerovschi","tag-egophobia-38","tag-invitat","tag-ion-buzu"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p6DakB-2Bc","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9994","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=9994"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9994\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":9998,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9994\/revisions\/9998"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=9994"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=9994"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=9994"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}