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224 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1984
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About the author
Marin Sorescu
146 books169 followersIn 1964 the Romanian Communist government relaxed its censorship policies, signaling a new openness to free expression. The nation's poets heeded that signal, and Romanian poetry experienced a striking revival. Poet and playwright Marin Sorescu is perhaps one of the most popular figures to emerge from Romanian literary culture in the years since.
Sorescu writes in a plainspoken, down-to-earth style spiced with sly humor. He responds to the hardships of Romanian life not with grand rhetoric or fire-and-brimstone sermons, but with what translator Michael Hamburger describes as "ironic verse fables," as quoted by Dennis Deletant in the Times Literary Supplement. Virgil Nemoianu, also writing in the Times Literary Supplement, comments that "[Sorescu's] reactions to an increasingly absurd political regime were always cleverly balanced: he never engaged in the servile praise of leader and party usually required of Romanian poets, but nor did he venture into dissidence. He was content to let irony do its job."
His choice of irony over confrontation has made it possible for Sorescu to publish freely and frequently. The journal he edited for years, Revista Ramuri, managed like his poetry to stay within the bounds expected by the Romanian regime. Sorescu's plays, however, have not always fared as well. Both Iona and Exista nervi played to packed houses in Bucharest, the former in 1969 and the latter in 1982. But both plays were quickly withdrawn, their content deemed too controversial. Nonetheless, notes Deletant, the success of these pieces during their brief runs solidified "Sorescu's status as one of the leading writers of his generation."
Sorescu's plays and poetry have earned him, Deletant further states, "an unequaled audience" at home in Romania. And translations of his work into English have helped him build a secure international reputation. The qualities that have allowed his writings to flourish on Romania's state-controlled literary scene may contribute to his popularity abroad as well. There is a universality to Sorescu's conversational tone and ironic perspective, what Nemoianu calls "his rueful jocularity and the good-natured cynicism." George Szirtes, writing in Times Literary Supplement, finds in Sorescu's voice "the wry wisdom that sees through everything and yet continues to hope and despair."
source: Poetry Foundation
Sorescu writes in a plainspoken, down-to-earth style spiced with sly humor. He responds to the hardships of Romanian life not with grand rhetoric or fire-and-brimstone sermons, but with what translator Michael Hamburger describes as "ironic verse fables," as quoted by Dennis Deletant in the Times Literary Supplement. Virgil Nemoianu, also writing in the Times Literary Supplement, comments that "[Sorescu's] reactions to an increasingly absurd political regime were always cleverly balanced: he never engaged in the servile praise of leader and party usually required of Romanian poets, but nor did he venture into dissidence. He was content to let irony do its job."
His choice of irony over confrontation has made it possible for Sorescu to publish freely and frequently. The journal he edited for years, Revista Ramuri, managed like his poetry to stay within the bounds expected by the Romanian regime. Sorescu's plays, however, have not always fared as well. Both Iona and Exista nervi played to packed houses in Bucharest, the former in 1969 and the latter in 1982. But both plays were quickly withdrawn, their content deemed too controversial. Nonetheless, notes Deletant, the success of these pieces during their brief runs solidified "Sorescu's status as one of the leading writers of his generation."
Sorescu's plays and poetry have earned him, Deletant further states, "an unequaled audience" at home in Romania. And translations of his work into English have helped him build a secure international reputation. The qualities that have allowed his writings to flourish on Romania's state-controlled literary scene may contribute to his popularity abroad as well. There is a universality to Sorescu's conversational tone and ironic perspective, what Nemoianu calls "his rueful jocularity and the good-natured cynicism." George Szirtes, writing in Times Literary Supplement, finds in Sorescu's voice "the wry wisdom that sees through everything and yet continues to hope and despair."
source: Poetry Foundation
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January 17, 2019
Am legat copacii la ochi
Cu-o basma verde
Și le-am spus să mă găsească.
Și copacii m-au găsit imediat
Cu un hohot de frunze.
Am legat păsările la ochi
Cu-o basma de nori
Și le-am spus să mă găsească..
Și păsările m-au găsit
Cu un cântec.
Am legat tristețea la ochi
Cu un zâmbet,
Și tristețea m-a găsit a doua zi
Într-o iubire.
Am legat soarele la ochi
Cu nopțile mele
Și i-am spus să mă găsească.
Ești acolo, a zis soarele,
După timpul acela,
Nu te mai ascunde.
Nu te mai ascunde,
Mi-au zis toate lucrurile
Și toate sentimentele
Pe care am încercat să le leg
La ochi.💙💚
Cu-o basma verde
Și le-am spus să mă găsească.
Și copacii m-au găsit imediat
Cu un hohot de frunze.
Am legat păsările la ochi
Cu-o basma de nori
Și le-am spus să mă găsească..
Și păsările m-au găsit
Cu un cântec.
Am legat tristețea la ochi
Cu un zâmbet,
Și tristețea m-a găsit a doua zi
Într-o iubire.
Am legat soarele la ochi
Cu nopțile mele
Și i-am spus să mă găsească.
Ești acolo, a zis soarele,
După timpul acela,
Nu te mai ascunde.
Nu te mai ascunde,
Mi-au zis toate lucrurile
Și toate sentimentele
Pe care am încercat să le leg
La ochi.💙💚
July 14, 2021
Îmi place ce scrie Sorescu, nu-l comentez prea mult că strică savurarea poeziilor de către fiecare care se aventurează în așa ceva. Dar... formatarea volumului m-a enervat cum nu mi s-a mai întâmplat. Cele mai multe poezii din volum nu sunt încadrate pe o singură pagină deși ca întindere puteau fi. Rezultatul este întreruperea versurilor în mod aleatoriu pentru a întoarce pagina. E o încercare stupidă de a îngroșa numărul de pagini. Știu că pentru ediția asta din 1979 e irelevantă această observație, dar poate inspiră pe cineva care azi ia astfel de decizii să considere conținutul înaintea grosimii volumului. Rant over.
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