De demult
Batranesti
Vo doua batranesti, sa ne mai unga la suflit.
Colecţia de toamnă-iarnă
Şi doar ţi-am spus că vine iarna…
Abia trecutele flori sunt acum zăpadă.
Ne niniream cu mâinile noastre mici, şi uite-ne…
suntem cu mii de ani mai bătrâni. Când?!?
Şi doar ţi-am spus,
să ne iubim atunci,
când muzica ne gâdilea tălpile cu umbre din cărămidă de chamotte.
Şi ne era cald…
Şi doar ţi-am spus,
c-o să ne doară buzele şi mâinile,
şi liliacul o să ne ningă în flori cu sute de petale.
Şi doar ţi-am spus…
Ritmuri montréaleze
Usura
Canto LXV
With usura hath no man a house of good stone
each block cut smooth and well fitting
that delight might cover their face,
with usura
hath no man a painted paradise on his church wall
harpes et luthes
or where virgin receiveth message
and halo projects from incision,
with usura
seeth no man Gonzaga his heirs and his concubines
no picture is made to endure nor to live with
but it is made to sell and sell quickly
with usura, sin against nature,
is thy bread ever more of stale rags
is thy bread dry as paper,
with no mountain wheat, no strong flour
with usura the line grows thick
with usura is no clear demarcation
and no man can find site for his dwelling
Stone cutter is kept from his stone
weaver is kept from his loom
WITH USURA
wool comes not to market
sheep bringeth no gain with usura
Usura is a murrain, usura
blunteth the needle in the the maid’s hand
and stoppeth the spinner’s cunning. Pietro Lombardo
came not by usura
Duccio came not by usura
nor Pier della Francesca; Zuan Bellin’ not by usura
nor was "La Callunia" painted.
Came not by usura Angelico; came not Ambrogio Praedis,
No church of cut stone signed: Adamo me fecit.
Not by usura St. Trophime
Not by usura St. Hilaire,
Usura rusteth the chisel
It rusteth the craft and the craftsman
It gnaweth the thread in the loom
None learneth to weave gold in her pattern;
Azure hath a canker by usura; cramoisi is unbroidered
Emerald findeth no Memling
Usura slayeth the child in the womb
It stayeth the young man’s courting
It hath brought palsey to bed, lyeth
between the young bride and her bridegroom
CONTRA NATURAM
They have brought whores for Eleusis
Corpses are set to banquet
at behest of usura.
Ezra Pound
Doar atit
l`homme barbeque
hai sa facem un business
sa ne creasca gratare in forma de aripi,
si picioarele sa ne fie de jeep-uri,
gurile sa ne fie cat garajele de autobuze,
benzina sa ne fie sangele,
pamantul sa ne uite,
focul sa ne mistuie,
si sa ardem de tot,
ca-ntr-o vesnica pomenire a viilor.
Labirint atemporal
Viaţa e făcută din puncte.
Şi între-puncte:
iubirile ne-trăite,
gurile ne-iubite,
buzele ne-gurite,
auto-buzele
şi neputinţele
noastre.