{"id":4532,"date":"2025-11-25T09:02:17","date_gmt":"2025-11-25T09:02:17","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/poduridedor.uslr.md\/?p=4532"},"modified":"2025-11-25T14:40:58","modified_gmt":"2025-11-25T14:40:58","slug":"diana-zlatan-ciugureanu-nicolae-baciut-mesterul-manole-al-poemelor-izvoratoare-de-har-sau-lectia-scrisului-respiratie","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/poduridedor.uslr.md\/?p=4532","title":{"rendered":"Diana ZLATAN-CIUGUREANU: Nicolae B\u0102CIU\u021a – Me\u0219terul Manole al poemelor izvor\u00e2toare de Har sau Lec\u021bia scrisului-respira\u021bie"},"content":{"rendered":"

(Confesiune spontan\u0103 \u00een urma lecturii Revistei Cenaclului literar \u201eNicolae B\u0103ciu\u021b\u201d \u201eCuv\u00e2nt\u00e2nd\u201d \u0219i a volumului \u201ePLEOAPA LUI HOMER\u201d\u00a0concomitent cu audierea CD-ului cu respectivele poeme scrise \u0219i rostite de Nicolae B\u0103ciu\u021b)<\/em><\/p>\n

Poezia unei iubirii m\u00e2ntuitoare (\u0218i dac\u0103 n-o s\u0103 mai pot iubi,\/\u00a0la ce bun acest anotimp\/ f\u0103r\u0103 lumi… ) pentru omul modern (…Dar nu acesta, nu acesta\/ e poemul), redescoper\u0103 permanent un erou liric prin prisma unor noi spa\u021bii sau destine cu game de sentimente \u0219i valen\u021be \u00eenfior\u0103tor de bogate spre explorare (Fluturii se-ndreapt\u0103 prin pieptul meu spre moarte), (Eu m\u0103 retrag \u00een lup (…) eu m\u0103 tretrag \u00een vultur), (E t\u00e2rziu, la tine, Doamne,\/ \u00eenc\u0103-i iarn\u0103,\/ z\u0103pezile-au ajuns la cer,\/cu stele-a \u00eenceput\/ s\u0103 cearn\u0103,\/ dintr-un alt prier), asemenea unei ocne a \u00een\u021belep\u021bilor (aceast\u0103 zi ascuns\u0103 \u00eentre manuscrise), datorit\u0103 perspectivelor ancestrale ale unui cotidian contest\u00e2nd parc\u0103 sorgintea detaliilor de decor (\u00centre noi se a\u0219az\u0103 mereu c\u00e2te-o scar\u0103 – nu urc\u0103,\/ dar nii nu coboar\u0103\/ \u0219i nici nu-i balan\u021b\u0103\/ f\u0103r\u0103 povar\u0103), continua rea\u0219ezare liric\u0103 a universurilor retoric t\u0103cute (Am intrat \u00een oglind\u0103, a\u0219teptam s\u0103 m\u0103 na\u0219ti) (ca o vamp-btre lumi\/ ce nu \u0219i-au g\u0103sit \u00eenceput) av\u00e2nd for\u021ba reinvent\u0103rii ludice a oric\u0103ror pretinse repere de contur (trup cu g\u00e2tul lui de fum), (o desenez cu linii sub\u021biri,\/ tremur\u00e2nde,\/ o linie, \u00eenc\u0103 o linie,\/ p\u00e2n\u0103 la r\u0103suflarea fierbinte,\/ pe care-o decupez\/ iubind-o mai mult dec\u00e2t via\u021ba), (la ce bun acest pumn de nisip ca o clepsidr\u0103\/ \u00eentre ochii mei?) anume spre a provoca generos (tocmai aum \u00ee\u021bi \u0219uier\u0103 prin s\u00e2nge) salturi de con\u0219tiin\u021b\u0103 (iar ochiul t\u0103u,\/ Doamne,\/ peste ceruri \u00eenchis,\/ nu poate s\u0103 m\u0103 vad\u0103) \u00eentru bucuria de a fi ales beneficiar al operei sale p\u00e2n\u0103 la accese de cedare \u00een fa\u021ba irezistibilei tenta\u021bii de plonjare \u00een neb\u0103nuite substraturi ale unui ritual st\u0103p\u00e2nit cu febrilitatea unui alchimist: (Ceasul pe m\u00e2na noastr\u0103 ar\u0103\/ ca printr-un s\u00e2nge nenuntit).<\/p>\n

De\u0219i surprins \u00een \u201easurzitor\u201d de libera planare spre adev\u0103rul pur, explorat prin instrumetariu-i ideatic-imagistic sofisticat (purtai ochelari de z\u0103pad\u0103\/ dintr-un cerc polar), (pun aripi pietrei de m\u0103tase\/ \u0219i-n fo\u0219net trec ca printr-o sit\u0103) \u0219i totodat\u0103 sobru (Te sim\u021beam str\u0103lucind\/ \u00een ram\u0103\/ echidistant\u0103 \u00eentre mine \u0219i partea ta de mam\u0103), eroul liric ne umple venele cu pulsul revela\u021biilor remodel\u00e2nu-ne clip\u0103 de clip\u0103, \u00een voca\u021bia sa de angelic deschiz\u0103tor de drumuri (P\u00e2n\u0103 la tine, Mare Moart\u0103\/ ceasul de aer \u00eemi e poart\u0103…), (\u00cenv\u0103\u021b din nou\/ cuv\u00e2ntul preap\u00eenc\u0103p\u0103tor,\/ moartea prea\u00eendur\u0103toare) prin \u00eens\u0103\u0219i individualitatea noastr\u0103 (ea nu era dec\u00e2t ce m-am ur\u00e2t), descifrarea \u00eensemn\u00e2nd \u00een fapt avansarea \u00eentr-o necru\u021b\u0103toare incifrare a enigmelor vie\u021bii umane (\u00eenv\u0103\u021b din nou zilele s\u0103pt\u0103m\u00e2nii), (m\u0103 purtai pe mine \u00een p\u00e2ntec,\/ absent\u0103), (de-ajuns nu ne este o moarte – vrem de mai multe ori s\u0103 murim), (p\u00e2n\u0103 unde, p\u00e2n\u0103 c\u00e2nd\/ r\u0103m\u00e2n singur, singur\u00e2nd?), (eu sunt un om de z\u0103pad\u0103), a paradoxurilor rutinei sociale (Ultimii arheologi continu\u0103 s\u0103 sape -, dar c\u0103nile din nou vor s\u0103 le-ngoape), (eu alerg cu el \u00een spate dar povara lui sunt eu) a unit\u0103\u021bii contrariilor (r\u00e2d cu moartea), (E via\u021ba mea un fel de moarte,\/ cum noaptea e un fel de zi), (Eu tac. \u0218i tu-n cuvinte taci), (\u00eentre mine \u0219i umbr\u0103, r\u0103m\u00e2i o sal\u0103 de a\u0219teptare; (…) Tu, semnul meu de carte\/ care nimic nu desparte), (te s\u0103rut\u0103 \u0219i te condamn\u0103\/ cu un cuv\u00e2nt fierbinte), (S\u0103 te-alungi, s\u0103 te prinzi\/ v\u00e2n\u0103tor ca \u0219i prad\u0103) (Iertare-\u021bi cer pentru iubire \u0219i p\u0103cat), (\u00een sare-mi trece gustul ca prin miere), a tainelor biblice (Cuv\u00e2ntului sticlos nu i-au g\u0103sit\/ fereastr\u0103 pe m\u0103sur\u0103), (Nu, nu sunt Sf\u00e2ntul Nicolae.\/ Sunt c\u0103derea lui.\/ \u0218i-n c\u0103dere doar t\u0103cere\/ descriu) (p\u00e2n’ la sf\u00e2r\u0219itul lumii,\/ aproape – departe),(Doar \u021bie \u00ee\u021bi vorbesc\/ cu gura mea din piept\/ \u0219i te privesc\/ cu ochiul meu de ceaf\u0103).<\/p>\n

Iubirea \u00eei este Harul Poate de aceea, autorul ni se prezint\u0103 ca un neocreator (c\u0103 trupul meu\/ e fiin\u021ba unui miel sacrificat)\u201e\u00eembl\u00e2nzind\u201d intransigen\u021ba mesajului despre inevitabilul tribut al Me\u0219terului Manole \u00eentru smerenia-crucificare de dragul misiunii. C\u0103z\u00e2nd \u00een cealalt\u0103 extrem\u0103, desprindem \u00eens\u0103 metafora zidirii at\u00e2tor ane ca pe eroii unioni\u0219ti \u00een lucrarea de Readucere a Basarabiei \u00een trupul \u021a\u0103rii-Mam\u0103 (la ce bun trecutul t\u0103u\/ imaculat,\/ via\u021ba aceasta de \u00eenger\/ \u00een piele de lup…), (ca pe-o lung\u0103 pedeaps\u0103 \u00een care\/ trupul pleac\u0103 din mine spre-un sud). Lacrima fr\u0103\u021biei intens tr\u0103ite cu m\u00e2nuitorul condeiului vierean, prin opera c\u0103ruia cultiv\u0103 noii genera\u021bii de nobili cu tr\u0103ire autentic rom\u00e2neasc\u0103, \u00een rigurosul s\u0103u demers de patron spiritual \u0219i mecenat al cenaclurilor literare, Nicolae B\u0103cu\u021b inoculeaz\u0103 \u00een gr\u0103dina tinerelor talente, \u201esemin\u021be f\u0103r\u0103 nume\u201d drept sintez\u0103 a roadelor unor reale biografii de martiri \u00eentru d\u0103inuirea neamului (o suferin\u021b\u0103 f\u0103r\u0103 nume), (Cel care sunt, cel care sunt\/ cel care scrie despre sine\/ cu m\u00e2na lui s\u00e2nger\u00e2nd,\/ cu ochii f\u0103r\u0103 retine). Simte \u0219i acum, durerile vierene ale mamei v\u0103duve ca motiv, care denot\u0103 prizonieratul rom\u00e2nilor basarabeni (p\u00e2n\u0103 c\u00e2nd \u00een cerul t\u0103u\/ are lacrimi Dumnezeu\/ p\u00e2n\u0103 c\u00e2nd r\u0103m\u00e2ne-n ram\u0103\/ vama care nu ia vam\u0103), afla\u021bi sub cisma ruseasc\u0103, prin foame organizat\u0103, mutilare moral\u0103, fizic\u0103 \u0219i asasinat – un adev\u0103rat genocid mascat prin \u201ecolectivizare\u201d \u0219i \u00een fa\u021ba c\u0103ruia p\u0103le\u0219te \u00eensu\u0219i fascismul cu tot cu odioasele-i pagini de istorie (Strada-\u0219i vegheaz\u0103 epole\u021bii-n tain\u0103\/ c\u00e2nd simte sub bocanci m\u0103sura (…) i-am \u00eenv\u0103\u021bat \u0219i cu genunchii zgura\/ c\u00e2nd mi-a urcat prin vene ca prin ore\/ \u0219i mi-a mu\u0219cat silabele cu gura).<\/p>\n

Zadarnic este a\u0219teptat\u0103 mama zidit\u0103 (Cele dou\u0103 c\u0103ni au fost ,\u00eengropate de vii – \/ mai au \u0219i acum r\u0103ni\/ \u0219i cioburi l\u00e2ng\u0103 ele,\/ ca ni\u0219te copii), s\u0103-\u0219i al\u0103pteze prunul \u00een bra\u021bele lini\u0219tii suflete\u0219ti, a demnit\u0103\u021bii de neam, doinitul ambilor pe timp de secet\u0103 postbelic\u0103 (p\u00e2n\u0103 unde \u021bine iarna\/ care-nchide-n noi\/ lucarna), \u00eencr\u00e2ncen\u00e2ndu-l parc\u0103 \u0219i mai mult (\u0219i toate r\u0103nile ierbii\/ le simt cum fo\u0219nesc iar \u00een s\u00e2nge), s\u0103 pl\u0103teasc\u0103 ultimul tribut (\u0219i z\u0103pada e un timp oprit\/ care-\u0219i scrie singur ultima scrisoare) (p\u00e2n\u0103 unde-aripa fr\u00e2nt\u0103\/ o s\u0103 intre \u00een p\u0103m\u00e2nt) (sunt de Me\u0219ter-zidar aduc\u0103tor de lini\u0219te monahal\u0103, livresc\u0103, ocrotitoare de ispitele neputin\u021bei \u0219i a dezn\u0103dejdii din gaura neagr\u0103 a somnului con\u0219tiin\u021bei de neam, de sine ca parte de divinitate, a omului-arhitectul al propriului destin (…p\u00e2n\u0103 unde \u00een genunchi\/ umbra ta\/ mai are trunchi,\/ p\u00e2n\u0103 unde gura ta\/ pe cuvinte pune \u0219a…), (S\u0103 vezi un pe\u0219te \u00een z\u0103pad\u0103\/ \u0219i cum \u00eenoat\u0103 lini\u0219tit, cum las\u0103 solzii-n urma sa,\/ cum timpul e \u00een ei oprit).<\/p>\n

Dac\u0103 voca\u021bia a\u0219ez\u0103rii p\u0103tima\u0219e, a pietrei pe piatr\u0103, denot\u0103 respira\u021bia prin vers cu vers, ca modus vivendi al Artistului (Sear\u0103 de sear\u0103,\/ un f\u00e2lf\u00e2it\/ izbe\u0219te-n paginile albe\/ ca-ntr-o fereastr\u0103), care a \u0219i recunoscut: \u201eScriu ca \u0219i cum a\u0219 respira\u201d, se impune retorica \u00eentrebare: c\u00e2t suflet s\u0103 mai semene \u00een brazda viitorului Rom\u00e2niei sau cine oare s\u0103 se \u00eencumete m\u0103car a-i insinua blestemul zidirii unei ane, \u00eentru \u201eamnistierea\u201d oamenilor damna\u021bi la h\u0103ul chinurilor telurice (la ce bun o noapte de veghe\/ f\u0103r\u0103 tine),(p\u00e2n\u0103 unde, p\u00e2n\u0103 unde,\/ s\u00e2ngele se tot ascunde?) (pas\u0103rea alb\u0103, cu s\u00e2ngele-ncins\/ e-n lumina ferestrei demult \u00eemp\u0103iat\u0103).<\/p>\n

Activitatea sa efervescent\u0103 ca viu \u0219i polivalent manifest cultural \u201eacoper\u0103\u201d orice eventual glas nocturn, care ar pretinde acel sacrificiu din mitologia dacic\u0103 (sunt mielul care se preschimb\u0103-n lup), (dar nu se las\u0103 niciodat\u0103 prins\/ \u0219i urma-i e acoperit\u0103\/ din t\u0103lpi de parc\u0103 i-ar fi nins), din partea omului-orchestr\u0103, d\u0103ruit armonios, complex, plenar prin natura sa de iluminator (deasupra r\u0103nii, m\u00e2na mea c\u00e2nta), (\u00een fiecare poem e un alt \u00eenceput) unui puridicator dialog pre\u021b de 60 de c\u0103r\u021bi, devorate cu recuno\u0219tin\u021b\u0103 de cei care urm\u00e2ndu-i mesajul lirico-filosofic, \u201e\u021bin drept cruce cartea\u201d.<\/p>\n

Beneficiem a\u0219adar de o adev\u0103rat\u0103 bibliotec\u0103 \u00eentru avansare spiritual\u0103, asiduu edificat\u0103 de Maestrul Cuv\u00e2ntului Rom\u00e2nesc, poliglotul Ambasador-filosof , Omul \u00eemplinit Nicolae B\u0103ciu\u021b. Spre elucidare, s\u0103 ne l\u0103s\u0103m purta\u021bi pe aripi de pietate cre\u0219tin\u0103 \u00een fa\u021ba Altarului cunoa\u0219terii, prin poemul, creat parc\u0103 pentru pagina de bun venit la apropierea de oricare manual \u0219colar:<\/p>\n

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\u201e\u00cenchinare\u201d<\/strong> de Nicolae B\u0103ciu\u021b<\/p>\n

S\u0103rut dreapta
celui ce deschide cartea,
s\u0103rut st\u00e2nga
celui ce-a
\u00eenvins n\u0103t\u00e2nga
lene de a fi;
le s\u0103rut pe am\u00e2ndou\u0103,
care au pe unghii rou\u0103
de pe filele de carte
care au trecut prin moarte
\u0219i re-nvie-n fiecare
ochi de margine de zare.
Le s\u0103rut pe am\u00e2ndou\u0103:
S\u0103rut st\u00e2nga, s\u0103rut dreapta
Care \u021bin drept cruce cartea.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

P.S. Am \u00eencercat s\u0103 pl\u0103tesc prin aceste prime impresii de popas \u00een universurile noului meu prieten dintre titanii literaturii rom\u00e2ne, Nicolae B\u0103ciu\u021b, un modest \u201etribut\u201d de iubire fr\u0103\u021beasc\u0103, datorat miracolului de a fi invitat\u0103 la cea mai prestigioas\u0103 ac\u021biune \u00een domeniu – Festivalul Interna\u021bional de Crea\u021bie \u0219i Interpretare \u201eAna Blandiana\u201d, Edi\u021bia a VII-ea. M-am sim\u021bit la fel de mobilizat\u0103 prin dictonul \u201enoblesse oblige\u201d, la aflarea con\u021binutului textului unui autograf \u00een cartea d\u0103ruit\u0103 de autorul care a \u201escrijelit\u201d \u00een inima mea urm\u0103toarea inspirare:<\/p>\n

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\u201eDianei Ciugureanu,<\/p>\n

O surpriz\u0103 a unei edi\u021bii de festival despre t\u0103cere, dar \u00een care vocea ei s-a auzit limpede, clar\u0103 \u00eentr-un entuziasm de esen\u021b\u0103 basarabean\u0103. Nicolae B\u0103ciu\u021b, Br\u0103ila, 5 mai 2018\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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Articolul semnat de poeta \u0219i jurnalista Diana Zlatan-Ciugureanu, republicat \u00een cadrul rubricii sale \u201ePoduri de Dor\u201d, ofer\u0103 o micro-monografie omagial\u0103 a lui Nicolae B\u0103ciu\u021b, \u201eMe\u0219terul Manole al poemelor\u201d, eviden\u021biind profunzimea liric\u0103 \u0219i pledoaria sa asumat\u0103 pentru Basarabia, \u0219i este o contribu\u021bie esen\u021bial\u0103 pentru \u00een\u021belegerea profund\u0103 a liricii lui Nicolae B\u0103ciu\u021b.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":4548,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":true,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"om_disable_all_campaigns":false,"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-4532","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/poduridedor.uslr.md\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4532","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/poduridedor.uslr.md\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/poduridedor.uslr.md\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poduridedor.uslr.md\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poduridedor.uslr.md\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=4532"}],"version-history":[{"count":10,"href":"https:\/\/poduridedor.uslr.md\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4532\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4560,"href":"https:\/\/poduridedor.uslr.md\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4532\/revisions\/4560"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poduridedor.uslr.md\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/4548"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/poduridedor.uslr.md\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=4532"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poduridedor.uslr.md\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=4532"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poduridedor.uslr.md\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=4532"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}