{"id":813,"date":"2021-03-20T09:51:21","date_gmt":"2021-03-20T07:51:21","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.poeziedemama.com\/?p=813"},"modified":"2021-03-20T09:53:45","modified_gmt":"2021-03-20T07:53:45","slug":"corona","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.poeziedemama.com\/?p=813","title":{"rendered":"Corona"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p><em>Traducere din Paul Celan, <strong>Gesammelte Werke in sieben B\u00e4nden, Sechster Band, Das Fr\u00fchwerk <\/strong>(1938-1948), suhrkamp Verlag Frankfurt am Main 1989<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u00cemi m\u0103n\u00e2nc\u0103 toamna frunza-i din m\u00e2n\u0103: ne suntem prieteni.<br \/>Decojim timpul afar\u0103 din nuci \u0219i-l facem s\u0103 treac\u0103:<br \/>Timpul se-ntoarce-napoi \u00een g\u0103oace.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u00cen oglind\u0103-i duminic\u0103,<br \/>\u00een vis se doarme,<br \/>aievea gura gr\u0103ie\u0219te.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Ochiul meu urc\u0103 spre moliciunea iubitei<br \/>ne privim<br \/>ne spunem ceva murdar<br \/>ne iubim precum mac \u0219i memorie<br \/>dormim ca vinul \u00een scoici<br \/>ca marea \u00een raza \u00eens\u00e2ngerat\u0103 a lunii<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>St\u0103m \u00eencol\u0103ci\u021bi la fereastr\u0103, ne privesc de pe strad\u0103:<br \/>E timpul, se \u0219tie!<br \/>E timpul ca piatra s\u0103 vrea s\u0103-nfloreasc\u0103,<br \/>ca nelini\u0219tea s\u0103 cuprind\u0103 inima.<br \/>E timpul s\u0103 se fac\u0103 timp.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>E timpul.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201eCorona<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Aus der Hand fri\u00dft der Herbst mir sein Blatt: wir sind Freunde.<br \/>Wir sch\u00e4len die Zeit aus den N\u00fcssen und lehren sie gehn:<br \/>die Zeit kehrt zur\u00fcck in die Schale.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Im Spiegel ist Sonntag,<br \/>im Traum wird geschlafen,<br \/>der Mund redet wahr.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Mein Aug steigt hinab zum Geschlecht der Geliebten:<br \/>wir sehen uns an,<br \/>wir sagen uns Dunkles,<br \/>wir lieben einander wie Mohn und Ged\u00e4chtnis,<br \/>wir schlafen wie Wein in den Muscheln,<br \/>wie das Meer im Blutstrahl des Mondes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Wir stehen umschlungen im Fenster, sie sehen uns zu von der<br \/>Stra\u00dfe:<br \/>es ist Zeit, da\u00df man wei\u00df!<br \/>Es ist Zeit, da\u00df der Stein sich zu bl\u00fchen bequemt,<br \/>da\u00df der Unrast ein Herz schl\u00e4gt.<br \/>Es ist Zeit, da\u00df es Zeit wird.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Es ist Zeit.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-medium\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"300\" height=\"300\" src=\"https:\/\/www.poeziedemama.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/03\/paul-celan-300x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-814\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.poeziedemama.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/03\/paul-celan-300x300.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.poeziedemama.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/03\/paul-celan-150x150.jpg 150w, https:\/\/www.poeziedemama.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/03\/paul-celan.jpg 450w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/figure>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Traducere din Paul Celan, Gesammelte Werke in sieben B\u00e4nden, Sechster Band, Das Fr\u00fchwerk (1938-1948), suhrkamp Verlag Frankfurt am Main 1989 \u00cemi m\u0103n\u00e2nc\u0103 toamna frunza-i din m\u00e2n\u0103: ne suntem prieteni.Decojim timpul afar\u0103 din nuci \u0219i-l facem s\u0103 treac\u0103:Timpul se-ntoarce-napoi \u00een g\u0103oace. \u00cen oglind\u0103-i duminic\u0103,\u00een vis se doarme,aievea gura gr\u0103ie\u0219te. 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