{"id":16071,"date":"2026-08-27T09:03:28","date_gmt":"2026-08-27T06:03:28","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/revistafamilia.ro\/?p=16071"},"modified":"2026-08-27T09:04:19","modified_gmt":"2026-08-27T06:04:19","slug":"poeme-125","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/revistafamilia.ro\/?p=16071","title":{"rendered":"Poeme"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<pre class=\"wp-block-verse\" style=\"font-size:17px\">Fiecare u\u0219\u0103 \u00eenchis\u0103 e un vecin care nu \u0219tie<br>c\u0103 po\u021bi pl\u00e2nge c\u00e2te-o noapte \u00eentreag\u0103 <br>c\u0103 devii un obiect u\u0219or de mutilat \u00een m\u00e2na iubirii<br>fiecare apel deviat e un p\u0103rinte care nu \u021bi-a putut <br>m\u00e2ng\u00e2ia obrazul \u00eenro\u0219it de palme<br>\u0219i inima mestecat\u0103 de un sistem care te dore\u0219te util\u0103<br><br>nu pot \u021bine lumea altcuiva pe picioare cu pre\u021bul propriei mic\u0219or\u0103ri <br>\u00ee\u021bi voi dicta un nou set de reguli pe care-l vom respecta \u00eempreun\u0103 <br>\u00eemi vei \u021bine un discurs despre rolul femeii \u00een intimitate<br>\u0219i glasul meu o s\u0103 sparg\u0103 orice not\u0103 autoritar\u0103 <br>a\u0219a cum protestele au rupt grani\u021bele rigide ale patriarhatului <br>f\u0103r\u0103 supunere \u0219i f\u0103r\u0103 polite\u021bea gra\u021bioas\u0103 a femeilor <br>decente<br><br>fiecare u\u0219\u0103 deschis\u0103 e un teren minat peste care <br>p\u0103\u0219im \u00eenc\u0103l\u021bate cu tocuri<br><br><br><br><br><br>ies \u00een lume f\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103-mi cer scuze pentru volumul meu,<br>pentru felul \u00een care ocup spa\u021biul public, conversa\u021biile,<br>pentru faptul c\u0103 nu m-am mic\u0219orat ca s\u0103 fiu digerabil\u0103<br>\u0219i nici nu m-am tradus \u00een limbajul bl\u00e2nd al acceptabilului.<br><br>port pe mine semnele unei alegeri con\u0219tiente de a fi prezent\u0103,<br>nu ornament, fundal sau pretext pentru glume obosite,<br>ci corp politic, vizibil, asumat, greu de mutat din loc.<br>\u0219tiu exact c\u00e2nd t\u0103cerea e o strategie \u0219i c\u00e2nd ea devine complicitate,<br>de aceea nu tac dec\u00e2t dac\u0103 lini\u0219tea e un instrument, <br>nu o capitulare.<br><br>sistemul acesta \u00eenc\u0103 sper\u0103 c\u0103 femeile vor obosi primele,<br>c\u0103 vor renun\u021ba la consisten\u021b\u0103, c\u0103 vor alege s\u0103 fie <br>agreabile \u00een loc s\u0103 fie exacte.<br>dar eu nu sunt aici s\u0103 fiu pl\u0103cut\u0103, sunt aici s\u0103 fiu clar\u0103.<br><br>\u0219tiu cum func\u021bioneaz\u0103 mecanismul:<br>corpurile noastre sunt tolerate<br>at\u00e2ta timp c\u00e2t nu devin autonome<br><br>sunt o femeie care \u0219tie<br>c\u0103 prezen\u021ba ei schimb\u0103 configura\u021bia camerei<br><em>\u0219i nu se retrage <br><\/em><br><br><br><br><strong>ieri protestam pentru o justi\u021bie independent\u0103 <br><\/strong>azi nu \u0219tiu cine sunt, poate doar o tip\u0103 cu gura mare,<br>\u00eembr\u0103cat\u0103-n blugi <br>un copil care tace doar atunci c\u00e2nd mestec\u0103 <br>ni\u0219te caramele maro \u0219i lipicioase<br>p\u0103rin\u021bii no\u0219tri sunt \u0219i ei copii<br>sunt copiii lui Ceau\u0219escu, iar noi ai nim\u0103nui, ai sistemului<br>side effect-ul de dup\u0103 \u201989 se vede \u00een frigiderele noastre, <br>\u00een disciplina de a sta la cozi cu nemul\u021bumire <br>\u00een pa\u0219ii ap\u0103sa\u021bi de militar pe care-i recunosc cu inima str\u00e2ns\u0103<br>\u0219oimii patriei \u0219i-au ucis dumnezeul ca s\u0103-l \u00eenlocuiasc\u0103 \u00een casele lor<br>ca s\u0103-\u0219i iubeasc\u0103 fiii \u0219i fiicele cu violen\u021ba unui glonte<br><br>sunt moldoveanc\u0103 dar nu de peste Prut<br>ca s\u0103 fiu un manifest<br>ca s\u0103-mi fac din suferin\u021b\u0103 \u0219i ostracizare <br>un piedestal ce \u00eenal\u021b\u0103 viitorul<br>nu reprezint nicio voce pentru nicio mi\u0219care<br>nici genera\u021biei mele nu-i pot aduce vreun omagiu dar exist<br>\u0219i asta \u00eemi d\u0103 glas <br>cum cezariana d\u0103 glas nou-n\u0103scu\u021bilor<br>cu o brutalitate anestezic\u0103<br><em>bun venit pe lume<br>\u00ee\u021bi vom spune noi cine s\u0103 fii<br><\/em><br><br><br><br><br>Patriarhatul a renun\u021bat la discursuri rigide <br>\u0219i s-a infiltrat \u00een gesturi mici, \u00een glume,<br>\u00een sfaturi date pe holuri \u00eenguste<br>\u00een felul \u00een care \u021bi se spune s\u0103 fii atent\u0103, <br>dar nu \u021bi se spune de cine s\u0103 te fere\u0219ti <br>mamele noastre au ie\u0219it dintr-un sistem <br>\u00een care t\u0103cerea era o moned\u0103 stabil\u0103<br>\u0219i ne-au crescut cu aceea\u0219i economie intern\u0103<br>ne-au \u00eenv\u0103\u021bat s\u0103 nu consum\u0103m prea mult\u0103 m\u00e2ncare<br>s\u0103 nu cerem mai mult dec\u00e2t ni se ofer\u0103<br>s\u0103 fim recunosc\u0103toare pentru orice form\u0103 de bl\u00e2nde\u021be<br><br>reclamele despre libertate sunt lipite <br>peste tencuiala cr\u0103pat\u0103 a ora\u0219elor<br>ca ni\u0219te plasturi colora\u021bi peste o ran\u0103 necur\u0103\u021bat\u0103<br>merg pe l\u00e2ng\u0103 ele cu saco\u0219e grele, cu spatele drept, <br>cu reflexul unei elegan\u021be reciclate <br>ca \u0219i cum a\u0219 fi \u00eenv\u0103\u021bat prea bine consecin\u021bele<br>nesupunerii mele \u00een trecut <br><br>libertatea mea e un produs pe raft, <br>\u00een\u021beleg c\u0103 pot deveni oricine <br>c\u00e2t timp am un devotament silen\u021bios <br>m\u0103 uit la m\u00e2inile mele \u0219i v\u0103d \u00een ele degetele bunicii <br>care fr\u0103m\u00e2ntau aluatul cu o furie transformat\u0103<br>\u00een strategia unei supravie\u021buiri genetice<br>propria mea pruden\u021b\u0103 e doar o continuitate <br>\u0219i-mi doresc s\u0103 urlu<br><br>mamele noastre ne privesc din poze cu buzele str\u00e2nse, <br>rezisten\u021ba \u00eenseamn\u0103 s\u0103 la\u0219i o urm\u0103 pe unde ai trecut.<br><\/pre>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Poeme de Camelia 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