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septembrie – 3

2021:
campii de orez –
tablouri de teatru si
arta si picturi…

2022:
arta si picturi –
decor semi-efemer
pe scena vietii…

2023:
pe scena vietii,
fiecare orizont,
propria-i cortina…

2024:
propria-i cortina,
privirii ii devine
etern – (s)clipire…

2025:
etern – (s)clipire:
azurul cerului de
vara, efemer…

2026:
vara, efemer,
ma mai racoresc niste –
ganduri de iarna…

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lecturi/ citat(e) – 39

record of a night too brief – hiromi kawakami

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No matter how much I poured into the cup, it never filled. And then I realized that the liquid I assumed to be coffee had, unbeknownst to me, turned into night.
Peering into the night as it poured into the cup, I could see tiny stars and gases whirling near the surface, and down at the bottom, something laughing. In dismay, I took the cup to a sink, and tipped it so that all the night it contained would spill out, but as long as I held it there, the night kept on flowing, interminably.

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