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Hristina Doroftei (18 mai 1983) a absolvit cursurile universitare, masterale \u015fi doctorale ale Facult\u0103\u0163ii de Litere a Universit\u0103\u0163ii \u201ePetru Maior\u201d din T\u00e2rgu-Mure\u015f.
\nA publicat volumul de poeme, reflexie, Editura Junimea, Ia\u015fi, 2014 (Premiul \u201eOpera Prima\u201d la Festivalul Interna\u0163ional de Literatur\u0103 Tudor Arghezi \u015fi \u201ePremiul pentru debut\u201d al USR Mure\u015f), volumul de poeme, \u201eMa\u015fina de cusut\u201d, Editura Cartea Rom\u00e2neasc\u0103, Bucure\u015fti, 2017 \u015fi volumul de eseuri, \u201eMemoria z\u0103brelelor \u2013 eseu anti-uitare\u201d (av\u00e2nd la baz\u0103 teza de doctorat, Memorialistica deten\u0163iei comuniste, coordonator Prof. Univ. Dr. Al. Cistelecan), Editura Arc, Chi\u015fin\u0103u, 2017.
\n\u00cen prezent, realizeaz\u0103 \u201eInterviurile Familiei\u201d la revista Familia din Oradea \u015fi \u201eInvitatul revistei\u201d la revista Conta din Piatra-Neam\u0163. Public\u0103 poeme, cronici literare \u015fi interviuri \u00een Vatra, Ramuri, Rom\u00e2nia literar\u0103, Hyperion, Euphorion, Discobolul, Actualitatea literar\u0103, Scriptor etc.<\/p>\n
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ascund & nu vreau<\/strong><\/p>\n \u00eemi ascund m\u00e2inile la spate ***<\/p>\n Sunt pacienta englez\u0103, Caut dragostea la P.S.: Sting \u0163igara \u015fi am\u00e2n sf\u00e2r\u015fitul lumii!<\/p>\n <\/p>\n tata<\/strong><\/p>\n poemul \u0103sta \u00eencearc\u0103 s\u0103 \u0163\u00e2\u015fneasc\u0103 din mine de c\u00e2\u0163iva ani <\/p>\n poem cotidian<\/strong><\/p>\n am \u00eenv\u0103\u0163at s\u0103 scriu poeme \u00een timp beau o cafea neagr\u0103 amar\u0103 se apropie toamna via\u0163a aduce moarte<\/p>\n ***<\/p>\n selec\u021bie realizat\u0103 de NIG – Nu\u021ba Istrate Gangan\/Florida<\/em><\/p>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Hristina Doroftei (18 mai 1983) a absolvit cursurile universitar…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[30],"tags":[],"coauthors":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p4rsGx-zt","_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.nymagazin.com\/en_US\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2199"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.nymagazin.com\/en_US\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.nymagazin.com\/en_US\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.nymagazin.com\/en_US\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.nymagazin.com\/en_US\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2199"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"http:\/\/www.nymagazin.com\/en_US\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2199\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2203,"href":"http:\/\/www.nymagazin.com\/en_US\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2199\/revisions\/2203"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.nymagazin.com\/en_US\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2199"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.nymagazin.com\/en_US\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2199"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.nymagazin.com\/en_US\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2199"},{"taxonomy":"author","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.nymagazin.com\/en_US\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/coauthors?post=2199"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nnu vreau s\u0103-mi vezi degetele
\ndin carne tocat\u0103 \u00eempreunate \u00eentr-o
\nrug\u0103ciune \u00eentoars\u0103<\/p>\n
\nba nu englez\u0103, rom\u00e2nc\u0103!
\nM\u0103 \u00eentind pe canapeaua lui Freud,
\nscormonesc \u00een memoria afectiv\u0103,
\nf\u0103r\u2019 anestezie,
\npe viu.
\nSe-ntrez\u0103re\u015fte durere
\ndragoste
\nregret
\ndor.
\nEviscerez tot
\np\u00e2n\u2019 la ultima liter\u0103
\ndin amintire.<\/p>\n
\nbe\u0163ivii \u00eenamora\u0163i de-alcool
\nposesorii de conturi elve\u0163iene
\nb\u0103rba\u0163ii pierdu\u0163i printre curve
\nfemeile cu mul\u0163i aman\u0163i
\nmamele cu tentacule \u00eencordate.
\nN-o g\u0103sesc nic\u0103ieri!
\nCu lupa cercetez r\u0103d\u0103cinile florilor
\ngust lacrimile
\nprivirile
\nvisele
\nsperan\u0163ele
\ng\u00e2ndurile.
\nN-o g\u0103sesc nici \u00een cuvintele
\ncare-mi spun c\u0103 se ascunde-n spatele lor.
\nDezam\u0103git\u0103, m\u0103 \u00eendrept spre cas\u0103
\ncu jean\u015fii, bocancii \u015fi nervii pr\u0103fui\u0163i.
\n\u00cemi aprind o \u0163igar\u0103 (ultima \u00eenainte
\nde sf\u00e2r\u015fitul lumii), azv\u00e2rl chibritul
\n\u00een co\u015ful de gunoi \u015fi-aud un sc\u00e2ncet micu\u0163.
\nM-apropii de pubel\u0103, scormonesc
\np\u00e2n\u2019 la fund \u015fi dau peste ea!<\/p>\n
\na devenit supurant
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\n\u015ftie prea multe \u015fi va dezv\u0103lui totul despre el
\ncel pe care l-am iubit
\n\u015fi l-am ur\u00e2t \u00een acela\u015fi timp
\n\u00eentre noi era un gol \u00een care ne \u00eembr\u00e2nceam reciproc
\nde\u015fi trebuia s\u0103 ne protej\u0103m unul pe cel\u0103lalt
\ndatorit\u0103 lui exist
\nsunt construit\u0103 cu fragmente din el
\npe care le dispre\u0163uiam
\nacum \u00eemi plac
\nlumea spunea c\u0103 sem\u0103n\u0103n mult
\nat\u00e2t de mult \u00eenc\u00e2t polii no\u015ftri se respingeau
\nm\u0103 \u00eentrebam dac\u0103 m\u0103 iube\u015fte sau nu
\ncred c\u0103 m\u0103 iubea
\nnu \u015ftia cum s\u0103-mi dovedeasc\u0103 asta
\nne p\u0103r\u0103sea aproape zilnic pentru amanta lui
\nc\u00e2nd se \u00eentorcea era alt om
\nmirosea ca ea
\nvorbele-i erau \u00eentunecate de ea
\n\u00een privire-i se oglindea ea
\natunci \u00eei doream moartea
\nnu puteam s\u0103-i omor amanta
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\nnu \u015ftiu cum reu\u015fea s\u0103-i satisfac\u0103 pe to\u0163i
\neu \u015fi mama nu mai contam c\u00e2nd o \u00eentrez\u0103rea
\nel nu-i putea rezista
\nc\u00e2nd \u00eei sim\u0163ea parfumul se transfigura
\nse ducea hipnotizat spre ea \u015fi se \u00eempreunau
\n\u00eentors acas\u0103 repro\u015furile noastre \u00eel enervau
\nst\u0103team \u00een calea \u00eemplinirii lor definitive
\np\u00e2n\u0103 acum zece ani
\natunci \u015fi-a f\u0103cut curaj \u015fi ne-a p\u0103r\u0103sit
\nea l-a furat pentru totdeauna din vie\u0163ile noastre
\nuneori parc\u0103 mi se face dor de el
\nnu \u015ftiu dac\u0103-l iubeam
\nsau \u00eel uram<\/p>\n
\nce am grij\u0103 de maria
\nsupraveghez elevii care scriu teste
\nle coc \u00een cuptorul min\u0163ii
\nc\u00e2nd sp\u0103l vase
\nfrec podeaua
\n\u015fterg praful<\/p>\n
\nfiart\u0103 pe aragazul bunicii
\nm\u0103 ceart\u0103 c\u0103 o las prea mult pe foc
\ne gata odat\u0103 cafeaua aia
\nn-o face prea tare c\u0103 nu mai dorm la noapte
\npune zah\u0103r mult s\u0103 fie dulce
\nfug \u00een alt\u0103 camer\u0103 cu cea\u015fca fierbinte
\nm\u0103 a\u015fez la laptop \u015fi scriu despre via\u0163\u0103 (vorba
\nunui elev preocupat de \u00een\u0163elegerea ei)
\nce e via\u0163a
\no goan\u0103 dup\u0103 fericire
\nce e fericirea
\nminute intense
\n\u00een rest zeci de ore \u00een care te zba\u0163i pentru ceva
\napoi lup\u0163i s\u0103 nu \u0163i se ia ceea ce ai ob\u0163inut
\nnu pierzi ceea ce nu ai spunea Ada Lvovna \u00een Scrisorar<\/p>\n
\nbate un v\u00e2nt masculin
\nmut\u0103 frunzele de colo colo
\ng\u0103inile se r\u0103zboiesc pentru un col\u0163 de p\u00e2ine
\no femeie e pe moarte
\na murit un om \u00een sat
\nlumea se duce la priveghi
\nto\u0163i se gr\u0103besc s\u0103 ajung\u0103 \u00eenaintea preotului
\nsteagul din v\u00eerful st\u00e2lpului concureaz\u0103
\n\u00een b\u0103taia v\u00e2ntului cu bocetele femeilor
\nprivirile se mut\u0103 de la un individ la altul
\nc\u00e2nt\u0103resc fiecare obiect din camera sicriului
\ndin c\u00e2nd \u00een c\u00e2nd o privire se abate asupra mortului
\n\u015fi o lacrim\u0103 \u00ee\u015fi face loc printre g\u00e2ndurile \u00eendep\u0103rtate<\/p>\n<\/p>\n