Si m-am trezit ca e prima vara . Pana la a doua m-am rostogolit cu minte, cu prinzand cerul ce in senina in ger si in drepta ce -mi nazarea mie in tampla .
Se intampla o zi sa ma smulg din mine in multi T. M-am strecurat in jeansii sfasiati printr-o spartura, am alunecat in umblatorii usori- in ger cu aripi la picioare – mi-am tras manusile pana la cot, am prins o gardenie in par si-am incolacit gandurile intr-o esarfa trandafir ie. O nebun ie
in siropata in mirosuri Pink Floyd pe zidurile naturale sprijinite de cer cu bulgari de zapada in tufe de cuvinte- Hortensia Papadat Bengescu– ghemotoace strecurate in fata cuvintelor navalite si pazite…
tufe de cuvinte dragi nestanjenite de irisi mei care de fapt sunt verzi…cat veRzi cu ochii doar cer albastru de…. numauita….
Cand verile se -ntind , levantin, ca un serbet de trandafiri , dogoarea nu se ogoieste , rosele abia isi tin rochia petalelor
eu le salvez cu gandul racoros al amiezelor tihnite cand miscarea umple spatiul cu soapte si arome trecute… amintiri , bunico , dulapul cu secrete…cadoul dulce….dulce…. de trandafir…
…..izbanzi ce-mi dati tarcoale- acuma , ingeresti . Voi ,varste ale ne-ntinatei firi , lenesa infiorare…
….. cand intelesul lucrurilor se mareste , si-ncet-incet ne scapa din priviri… parca am vazut adancul din lucrurile fara glas…doar aroma dulce a dulapului misterios….
……arzand in soare , fara flacari , spinii refac cu umbra locul asezat..
….in urma ta vin altii sa plateasca aceeasi vama , in moneda lor…bunico, am reusit….
Edgar Allan Poe ‘ s birthday is always cause for weirdness – like strange black-clad figure who leaves roses and cognac at his tomb , but this year , he turned 200 , and things are getting more intense .
One hundred sixty years ago, the beleaguered, impoverished Poe was found, delirious and in distress outside a Baltimore tavern. He was never coherent enough to explain what had befallen him since leaving Richmond, Va., a week earlier. He spent four days in a hospital before he died at age 40.
For many writers and artists living in the latter part of the 19th century , Edgar Allan Poe was must-read . Poe ‘s storytalling , dark themes and literary vision so intriqued Paul Gauguin , Odilon Redon , Edouard Manet , Henri Matisse , and other that they mined the American writer’s repertoire for inspiration for their own work . They were inspired by Poe’s chilling and unforgettable tales . Poe’s impact on them and the literary themes : love and loss , fear and terror , madness and obsession , from “The Raven ” , “The Black Cat ” , ” The Tell- Tale Heart ” ,”The Pit and The Pendulum”
For Edgar Allan Poe, 2009 has been a better year than 1849. After dozens of events in several cities to mark the 200th anniversary of his birth, he’s about to get the grand funeral that a writer of his stature should have received when he died . ” Edgar , I haven’t forgotten You ”
in 2 minute,02 secunde si66 de zecimi , a fost platit $103.20 , antrenat de ” those cowboys ” din New Mexico….. ” they came with good horses ” . Sheicul Dubai ului a fost ” sentimental favorite ” la Churchill Downs ; Friesan Fire , favoritul , a iesit pe ultimul loc !
Mine that bird #8 , a fost inghesuit la start , dar jokeul Calvin Borel , l-a indreptat ferm spre gardul traseului , unde era pe ultimul loc . Mai avea un sfert de mila cand era in pozitia 12 . L-au ocolit intr-un unghi rapid pe Atomic Rain , s-a pozitionat iar langa mantinela printr-un spatiu ingust ( nu credeam ca-l trece ) si a tasnit ca un glont . ” I had enough room ” Calvin Borel si-a zis . ” He’s a small horse ” Odata eliberat , calul a accelerat incredibil sper victorie . “Amazing . It just shows you how special the race is . ”
The first rule about Kentucky Derby ( or any horse race ) is that the ” favorite ” does not always win . Just because a particular horse is supposed to win , doesn’t make it happen .
Iar contestul de palarii a fost ” castigat ” de …..a big red rose :):) SPECTACULAR , SPECTACULAR 🙂