Gellu Naum: one of his greatest books

Cu excepţia Drumeţului incendiar tipărit pe hârtie galbenă în 10 exemplare, aceasta este din câte ştiu cea mai rară cărticică publicată de Gellu Naum. Este o ediţie bilingvă româno-engleză tipărită cu ocazia vizitei poetului în San Francisco, în 1983. A fost emisă într-un tiraj de 50 de exemplare numerotate, nepuse în comerţ, împachetată într-un plic galben.

Cartea conţine poezii din volumul ATHANOR (Exactitatea umbrei, Camera cu ceaţă, Tiunghiul domesticit) + Avantajul vertebrelor, pe coperta IV.

Stare

Asa i-am spus sufletului meu: fii calm si asteapta fara speranta
Pentru ca speranta ar fi o iubire a ceea ce e rau: asteapta fara iubire
Pentru ca iubirea ar fi o iubire a ceea ce e rau: inca mai exista credinta
Dar iubirea si credinta si speranta sunt toate in asteptare
Asteapta fara a cugeta caci nu esti pregatit pentru cugetare:
Astfel intunericul va deveni lumina iar linistea dans.

RED

play in one act

The Girl [distraught]: What was that all about?

The Boy: Nothing…

The Girl [incisively]: How come nothing? I think it was something! Why did you say those words to me?

The Boy [hesitant]: Because…

The Girl: Yes, because….

The Boy [whispering]: Because I’m secretly in love with you. [and smiles]

The Girl: What?! You don’t even know me! [self confident]

The Boy: Define knowledge.

The Girl [thinking]: I don’t know right now… but I know I cannot love someone without knowing him. You have to be together, to do things together.

The Boy: You mean just like we are doing now? I think knowledge has a lot to do with love and vice versa. Think about poetry. Let’s say you know a poem. You may love that poem. Or what it is about. You would not have to know it all to love it. Maybe you would know only a verse. Like under our steps shells and elytra are crushing. And going further, you wouldn’t even have to know a word from it. You just know that somewhere there is a poem that is waiting for you to inspire you. And you love it. You are my poem and I am discovering you right know. The way I love you is like writing poetry. It does not need “knowledge”. At least not the kind of knowledge people think of. But the knowledge of the essences, the knowledge of the heart.