{"id":4941,"date":"2022-07-05T09:08:31","date_gmt":"2022-07-05T06:08:31","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/revistafamilia.ro\/?p=4941"},"modified":"2022-07-05T09:08:36","modified_gmt":"2022-07-05T06:08:36","slug":"poeme-de-mihai-marian","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/revistafamilia.ro\/?p=4941","title":{"rendered":"Poeme de Mihai Marian"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<pre class=\"wp-block-verse\">\n<strong>inkukuleko. glovo\r\n<\/strong>\r\nprivesc la un televizor enorm\r\n\u00eentr-o camer\u0103 minuscul\u0103\r\n\r\n\u0219i chiar dac\u0103 e t\u00e2rziu,\r\nscutere, biciclete cu care se\r\nlivreaz\u0103 m\u00e2ncare \u0219i aproape orice\r\nroiesc peste tot\r\nca efectivele armatei unei \u021b\u0103ri\r\n\u00een stare de urgen\u021b\u0103\r\n\r\nm\u0103 g\u00e2ndesc la un cuv\u00e2nt nou \r\ncare s\u0103 descrie o zi de rahat cum a fost asta,\r\nla un cuv\u00e2nt nou\r\npentru felul \u00een care via\u021ba\r\nmea s-a oprit de mul\u021bi ani\r\n\u00eentr-un fel de echilibru nelini\u0219titor\r\n\r\ntulbur\u0103tor ca sublinierea f\u0103cut\u0103\r\npe pagina 32 a exemplarului meu\r\ndin Satao a lui Ni\u021bescu:\r\n\u201eL-am ascultat pe Deleuze\r\n\u00eentr-o \u00eenregistrare cum visele oamenilor\r\ndevoreaz\u0103 mereu, mereu amenin\u021b\u0103 s\u0103 ne \u00eenghit\u0103.\u201d\r\n\r\nm\u0103 g\u00e2ndesc nu la ce creeaz\u0103 durerea,\r\nci la ce durerea creeaz\u0103\r\n\r\n\r\r\n<strong>inkukuleko. soare cu din\u0163i\r\n<\/strong>\r\nnu ne spunem nimic. ne privim \u00een ochi\r\nca \u0219i c\u00e2nd am putea opri timpul\r\ndoar p\u0103str\u00e2nd t\u0103cerea\r\n\r\nciudat cum trecerea sa\r\nnu face altceva dec\u00e2t s\u0103 adune\r\npraf pe lucruri\r\n\r\nunul dintre noi scaneaz\u0103 cu privirea culoarul\r\ndintre \u0219irurile de cafenele,\r\ncel\u0103lalt scrie ceva pe un \u0219erve\u021bel de h\u00e2rtie,\r\nse g\u00e2nde\u0219te c\u0103 dac\u0103 se ridic\u0103\r\n\u0219i dispare, unul dintre noi va r\u0103m\u00e2ne\r\n\r\nse g\u00e2nde\u0219te c\u0103 dac\u0103 unul dintre noi va r\u0103m\u00e2ne,\r\ncel\u0103lalt la r\u00e2ndul s\u0103u\r\nar putea s\u0103 r\u0103m\u00e2n\u0103\r\n\r\nnea\u0219teptat, r\u0103suflarea \u021bi se deschide\r\nca o coaj\u0103 spart\u0103\r\n\r\ndeasupra capetelor noastre\r\nsoarele cu din\u021bi al lini\u0219tii\r\ncontinu\u0103 s\u0103 sclipeasc\u0103-n ferestre\r\n\r\ntr\u0103im la mijlocul distan\u021bei dintre\r\nurm\u0103 \u0219i lucrul care o las\u0103\r\nde parc\u0103 absen\u021ba urmei\r\nar \u00eensemna inocen\u021b\u0103\r\n\r\n\r\r\n<strong>inkukuleko 5. e din ce \u00een ce mai r\u0103coare\r\n<\/strong>\r\nuneori\r\n\u00een vitrinele magazinelor\r\ndin motive ne\u0219tiute dec\u00e2t de ele\r\nv\u00e2nz\u0103toarele deta\u0219eaz\u0103 capetele\r\nmanechinelor de corp\r\n\u0219i te-a\u0219tep\u021bi s\u0103 fac\u0103 acela\u0219i lucru cu tine\r\nc\u00e2nd intri\r\n\r\n\u201ece vrei s\u0103 avem:\r\nfat\u0103 sau b\u0103iat?\u201d\r\n\u00eentreab\u0103 o femeie b\u0103rbatul\r\nde um\u0103rul c\u0103ruia \u0219i-a rezemat fruntea\r\n\r\nacesta scutur\u0103 scrumul \u021big\u0103rii\r\napoi a\u0219teapt\u0103 tensionat\r\ns\u0103 \u00eel aud\u0103 lovind asfaltul\r\nde parc\u0103 acustica str\u0103zii ar fi fost perfect\u0103\r\n\r\ncarnea danseaz\u0103 \u00een jurul propriilor oase\r\nluminile ora\u0219ului descoper\u0103 vasta gam\u0103\r\nde chipuri stranii a locuitorilor s\u0103i\r\ne din ce \u00een ce mai r\u0103coare\r\n\r\n\u00eemi face bine\r\naburul \u021bevilor de ap\u0103 cald\u0103\r\nce se ridic\u0103 prin g\u0103urile capacelor de canal\r\nu\u015for \u00eenspre luna roz\r\nunde este apoi spulberat\r\nde pterozaurul care \u00ee\u0219i \u00eentinde\r\naripile c\u00e2nd trece prin dreptul ei\r\n\r\n\r\n<strong>inkukuleko. memoria nu va re\u021bine lucrurile care vindec\u0103 \r\n<\/strong>\r\nDe-a lungul \u021b\u0103rmului,\r\nbuc\u0103\u021bele din str\u0103lucirea lumii\r\najung printre degetele picioarelor noastre.\r\nSe izbesc de gleznele goale\r\nodat\u0103 cu scoici minuscule \u0219i t\u0103ioase\r\naduse de valuri:\r\nm\u0103\u0219ti chirurgicale,\r\npahare de plastic.\r\n\r\nSuntem ceea ce suntem\r\nabia atunci c\u00e2nd\r\nne privim \u00een ochi.\r\n\r\nO pereche de ochelari de soare\r\nsclipe\u0219te din nisip cu transparen\u021ba\r\nmeduzelor.\r\n\u00cei ridic\u0103m \u0219i \u00eei l\u0103s\u0103m v\u00e2ntului \u00een schimb\r\no p\u0103l\u0103rie de paie.\r\n\r\nTrupurile noastre sunt tot\r\nmai \u00eengr\u0103m\u0103dite pe plaja\r\ndin ce \u00een ce mai \u00eengust\u0103.\r\n\u00cen dep\u0103rtare se-aude muzica\r\nunui rai convex, permanent\r\nca petele de pe lenjeria de pat dintr-un motel.\r\n\r\n\u201eE str\u00e2mt aici dar ai unde s\u0103-\u021bi pierzi min\u021bile.\u201d\r\n\r\nDin valuri, capul f\u0103r\u0103 tors,\r\nm\u00e2ini \u0219i picioare ale unei p\u0103pu\u0219i\r\n\u021b\u00e2\u0219ne\u0219te cu-o bucurie devastatoare\r\n\u00eenspre luna ro\u0219ie.\r\n\r\nMemoria nu va re\u021bine lucrurile care vindec\u0103.\r\n<\/pre>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>inkukuleko. glovo privesc la un televizor enorm \u00eentr-o camer\u0103 minuscul\u0103 \u0219i chiar dac\u0103 e t\u00e2rziu, scutere, biciclete cu care se livreaz\u0103 m\u00e2ncare \u0219i aproape orice roiesc peste tot ca efectivele armatei unei \u021b\u0103ri \u00een stare de urgen\u021b\u0103 m\u0103 g\u00e2ndesc la un cuv\u00e2nt nou care s\u0103 descrie o zi de rahat cum a fost asta, la un cuv\u00e2nt nou pentru felul \u00een care via\u021ba mea s-a oprit de mul\u021bi ani \u00eentr-un fel de echilibru nelini\u0219titor tulbur\u0103tor ca sublinierea f\u0103cut\u0103 pe pagina 32 a exemplarului meu din Satao a lui Ni\u021bescu: \u201eL-am ascultat pe Deleuze \u00eentr-o \u00eenregistrare cum visele oamenilor devoreaz\u0103 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