tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-70472827858873651932024-02-07T00:02:38.460-08:00TRANSILVÀNICTransparènciaCèlia Ca la llunahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09937123641993376304noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7047282785887365193.post-74902478061740142512008-06-08T07:21:00.000-07:002008-06-11T00:31:18.920-07:00TRANSILVÀNIC<h3 class="post-title entry-title"><a href="http://calalluna.blogspot.com/2008/06/la-mort-de-ladolescent.html">LA MORT DE L'ADOLESCENT</a> </h3> <div class="post-body entry-content"> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiG9lVO9T21uw4EtKdyTxjMAve7ZwhW3z78bfla4JE13NX5SYmp7rC8stClPyyRZ8qvFV0iPJrAXW73XxBM7T6Hgb3L0cn0EqsSdRFUplXKWZxQ7_ZMfod_cUox9WtDa0c2KkRonNHbNLba/s1600-h/LLAVIS.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiG9lVO9T21uw4EtKdyTxjMAve7ZwhW3z78bfla4JE13NX5SYmp7rC8stClPyyRZ8qvFV0iPJrAXW73XxBM7T6Hgb3L0cn0EqsSdRFUplXKWZxQ7_ZMfod_cUox9WtDa0c2KkRonNHbNLba/s320/LLAVIS.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208447236108790882" border="0" /></a><span style="" lang="IT">La sang regalima</span><span style="" lang="IT"><o:p></o:p></span> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="" lang="IT">i s'escola pels terds llavis</span><span style="" lang="IT"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="" lang="FR">vermells de la verge,</span><span style="" lang="FR"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="">enmig de les llargues dents</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="">del comte de capa negra.</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><o:p><br /></o:p></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="">El monstre Transilvànic</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="">omplena els carrers</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style=""><span style=""> </span>de por i de terror</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="">per la sang roja</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="" lang="FR">vessada * besada</span><span style="" lang="FR"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="" lang="FR">per les noies boniques</span><span style="" lang="FR"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="">del comtat.</span></p><h3 class="post-title entry-title"> <a href="http://calalluna.blogspot.com/2008/06/miratges-de-la-ment.html">MIRATGES DE LA MENT</a> </h3> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkbasmdBxvogQMvDLb_05PiAjvqxpQzQeBHS8fjPkpLscJmfHpXR3VabkP4F-r7nhkIHuThuJNxGG92Ft1qed81XxXRNMywUeeQRPSIDNDe_uPGm8c2tN3sOR06i0HVlb50KaoJWfiopoc/s1600-h/Tranpar%C3%A8ncies+%288%29.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 130px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkbasmdBxvogQMvDLb_05PiAjvqxpQzQeBHS8fjPkpLscJmfHpXR3VabkP4F-r7nhkIHuThuJNxGG92Ft1qed81XxXRNMywUeeQRPSIDNDe_uPGm8c2tN3sOR06i0HVlb50KaoJWfiopoc/s320/Tranpar%C3%A8ncies+%288%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208487578736602226" border="0" /></a><span style="">Estic perduda. No tinc germans</span> <p class="Estndard" style="text-align: center;"><span style=""><span style=""> </span>de causa</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="">perquè no n'hi ha, de somnis.</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style="text-align: center;"><span style=""><span style=""> </span></span><span style="" lang="FR">Vaig errant.</span><span style="" lang="FR"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="" lang="FR">M'aturo quan m'aturen però</span><span style="" lang="FR"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="Estndard" style="text-align: center;"><span style="" lang="FR"><span style=""> </span>mai</span><span style="" lang="FR"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="" lang="FR">tinc el que necessito.</span><span style="" lang="FR"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="Estndard" style="text-align: center;"><span style="" lang="FR"><span style=""> </span></span><span style="">Sóc clara,</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="">i no <st1:personname productid="La Guerra" st="on">em dic Clara</st1:personname> perquè</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style="text-align: center;"><span style=""><span style=""> </span>no m'escau.</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="">Només em cau l'ànima</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style="text-align: center;"><span style=""><span style=""> </span><span style=""> </span>sempre</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="">quan penso que estic perduda</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style="text-align: center;"><span style=""><span style=""> </span>i tot</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="">són miratges de la ment.</span></p><h3 class="post-title entry-title"> <a href="http://calalluna.blogspot.com/2008/06/moments-de-solitud.html">MOMENTS DE SOLITUD</a> </h3> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKGPlBsM-k8mL0zxOdWkv9gf31Jz0y0N3V6rOIL8U_U_2Fpwn3DyrI-qgRrOWJnTCCT5lPIpshD7jrfCXdkM0jkDAX5Yr4ik9U1s1h_HFBikx3KbMNsfOjj6bCh0TirEMPP1qGbGYeWg_1/s1600-h/MIRA.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 125px; height: 120px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKGPlBsM-k8mL0zxOdWkv9gf31Jz0y0N3V6rOIL8U_U_2Fpwn3DyrI-qgRrOWJnTCCT5lPIpshD7jrfCXdkM0jkDAX5Yr4ik9U1s1h_HFBikx3KbMNsfOjj6bCh0TirEMPP1qGbGYeWg_1/s400/MIRA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208669197681457090" border="0" /></a><br /><p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="">Estic cansada. No tinc germans</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style="text-align: center;"><span style=""><span style=""> </span></span><span style="" lang="IT">de lluita</span><span lang="IT" style="font-size:100%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="" lang="IT">perquè no n'hi ha, d'esperança.</span><span lang="IT" style="font-size:100%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="Estndard" style="text-align: center;"><span style="" lang="IT"><span style=""> </span>Vaig plorant.</span><span lang="IT" style="font-size:100%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="" lang="IT">Cerco quan em cerquen però</span><span lang="IT" style="font-size:100%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="Estndard" style="text-align: center;"><span style="" lang="IT"><span style=""> </span>mai</span><span lang="IT" style="font-size:100%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="">he tingut el que desitjo.</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style="text-align: center;"><span style=""><span style=""> </span>Sóc pura,</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="" lang="IT">i no <st1:personname productid="La Guerra" st="on">em dic Pura</st1:personname> perquè</span><span lang="IT" style="font-size:100%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="Estndard" style="text-align: center;"><span style="" lang="IT"><span style=""> </span></span><span style="">no m'escau.</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="">Només em cau llàgrima</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style="text-align: center;"><span style=""><span style=""> </span>sempre</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="">quan penso que estic cansada</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style="text-align: center;"><span style=""><span style=""> </span>i tot</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="">són deliris de la ment.</span></p><h3 class="post-title entry-title"> <a href="http://calalluna.blogspot.com/2008/06/mallargo.html">M'ALLARGO</a> </h3> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6TFsIep6xAk1PbTGqZ9o31-mHWFaHip5ckhXNJUMkdqphDEH26WTYEg_SL76soMNvoCHghP-uT3UDU5M50sJrbaKzIFEzH8_lgewRLe6eq66uGoPHwvMuPicM6Dz2ciSA_4cHtiLGVp1M/s1600-h/poema+isabel.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 158px; height: 216px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6TFsIep6xAk1PbTGqZ9o31-mHWFaHip5ckhXNJUMkdqphDEH26WTYEg_SL76soMNvoCHghP-uT3UDU5M50sJrbaKzIFEzH8_lgewRLe6eq66uGoPHwvMuPicM6Dz2ciSA_4cHtiLGVp1M/s320/poema+isabel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208675610067630050" border="0" /></a><span style="" lang="FR">Enyorança d'un bes</span><span style="" lang="FR"><o:p></o:p></span> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="" lang="FR">i càlid recer.</span><span style="" lang="FR"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="">No és substitució</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="">(ni canvi).</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="">M'allargo </span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="">de baix cap dalt.</span></p><p class="Estndard" style=""><br /></p><h3 class="post-title entry-title"> <a href="http://calalluna.blogspot.com/2008/06/tristesa.html">IMPULS</a> </h3> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDZ-MBs64rmxn6NehhD2PfuHpN1CLdWAcTtmYWj0Ml8HV6cf0x0K4Cp6dDtdLkFfQkGWFa9U-SIa194qS0Pic351qcYoobaQszovMUUm_f-NoaTHynK-TK9KnXzegcvafAmPW9Mr3jRZSr/s1600-h/rata.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 125px; height: 131px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDZ-MBs64rmxn6NehhD2PfuHpN1CLdWAcTtmYWj0Ml8HV6cf0x0K4Cp6dDtdLkFfQkGWFa9U-SIa194qS0Pic351qcYoobaQszovMUUm_f-NoaTHynK-TK9KnXzegcvafAmPW9Mr3jRZSr/s320/rata.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209067010437314706" border="0" /></a><span style="" lang="FR">Dues ales s'alçaren</span><span style="" lang="FR"><o:p></o:p></span> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="" lang="FR">i s'estiraren sense pressa.</span><span style="" lang="FR"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="" lang="FR">Les potetes donaren un impuls ferm</span><span style="" lang="FR"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="" lang="FR">i el rat-penat alçà el vol.</span><span style="" lang="FR"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="">Així em sentia jo,</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="">mes no tenia ales.</span></p><h3 class="post-title entry-title"> <a href="http://calalluna.blogspot.com/2008/06/dues-ombres.html">DUES OMBRES</a> </h3> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWWjHTHUP7m46Q7_5Nfg7_mSCfYjxkRdQrCr5T64WgJO2MSUrcy0SnFVEkNKmnLzdoE3RxKBdzDW-lN5YBu0K8FTYe9FYT5QYGohBDrVm4xhym0Z65BMoKKNG9KNtSWcPtMB9zWAoWcQw5/s1600-h/ombres.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 142px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWWjHTHUP7m46Q7_5Nfg7_mSCfYjxkRdQrCr5T64WgJO2MSUrcy0SnFVEkNKmnLzdoE3RxKBdzDW-lN5YBu0K8FTYe9FYT5QYGohBDrVm4xhym0Z65BMoKKNG9KNtSWcPtMB9zWAoWcQw5/s320/ombres.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209147111577385154" border="0" /></a><span style="">L'olor de <i>pitosporum</i></span> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="">em perfuma els records,</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="">dues ombres</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style="text-align: center;"><span style=""><span style=""> </span>- intersecció -</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="">dues ombres</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style="text-align: center;"><span style=""><span style=""> </span>- intersecció -</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="">dues ombres</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style="text-align: center;"><span style=""><span style=""> </span>- intersecció -</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="">dues ombres</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style="text-align: center;"><span style=""><span style=""> </span>- intersecció -.</span></p><h3 class="post-title entry-title"> <a href="http://calalluna.blogspot.com/2008/06/diferncia.html">DIFERÈNCIA</a> </h3> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaxmjwkCjWST0wBVbYPnxO__WOMoG_gonmNlijkwMOFOyGEUIPKdzkqlzZ02Z3BRRxJRxXYNvCGsytGB3FWnQizbeDwbSiUJG7kLy8Yr1TSR1aUA_VOzYzR4kZpBUUbWET5CIxaZG5R2_w/s1600-h/bramstoker-dracula.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 151px; height: 211px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaxmjwkCjWST0wBVbYPnxO__WOMoG_gonmNlijkwMOFOyGEUIPKdzkqlzZ02Z3BRRxJRxXYNvCGsytGB3FWnQizbeDwbSiUJG7kLy8Yr1TSR1aUA_VOzYzR4kZpBUUbWET5CIxaZG5R2_w/s320/bramstoker-dracula.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209944383818827474" border="0" /></a> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="" lang="ES">Una era meva</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="" lang="ES">en<b> intersecció</b> i <b>unió</b></span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="" lang="ES">a la teva.</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="" lang="ES">Aquí <st1:personname productid="La Guerra" st="on">em tens <b><span style="font-size:20;">Vampir</span></b></st1:personname></span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="" lang="ES">per xuclar-me la vida,</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="" lang="ES">per xuclar-me l'amor,</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="" lang="ES">per xuclar-me sensacions,</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="" lang="ES">desitjos, anhels i desenganys,</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="" lang="ES">la matèria, la histèria, la rialla, la neurosi,</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="" lang="IT">la disbauxa, la discòrdia, la disciplina,</span><span style="" lang="IT"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="" lang="IT">la disconformitat i la discontinuïtat,</span><span style="" lang="IT"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="" lang="IT">la discreció i la discussió,</span><span style="" lang="IT"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="" lang="IT">la fluïdesa, l'espontaneïtat i l'heroïcitat, </span><span style="" lang="IT"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="" lang="ES">el dolor, el plaer, el consol i la dolçor.</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="" lang="IT">Poca cosa més tinc per tu:</span><span style="" lang="IT"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <span style="" lang="IT">només la <b>diferència</b>.<br /><br /><br /></span></div><!-- end content-wrapper --><h3 class="post-title entry-title"> <a href="http://calalluna.blogspot.com/2008/06/somni-o-record.html">SOMNI O RECORD</a> </h3> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIT033qbKQmk0qhyq5QvowZJJVzhxO6ad9qs4aq3sXnh5nuz2rBoMmZOaKV6PAbRBbj0R_g_mq2_FF8iqBLcMNROOpCNmiNt8A8ogrocF0P5hWr_U90Clc-TaTS2b3ZldEA9umd2-odONz/s1600-h/1228906567_f47df52ccf%5B1%5D.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 163px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIT033qbKQmk0qhyq5QvowZJJVzhxO6ad9qs4aq3sXnh5nuz2rBoMmZOaKV6PAbRBbj0R_g_mq2_FF8iqBLcMNROOpCNmiNt8A8ogrocF0P5hWr_U90Clc-TaTS2b3ZldEA9umd2-odONz/s320/1228906567_f47df52ccf%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210144641954119906" border="0" /></a><span style="" lang="IT">Somni per un demà,</span><span style="" lang="IT"><o:p></o:p></span> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="" lang="IT">record per un passat</span><span style="" lang="IT"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="" lang="IT">que és somni i record</span><span style="" lang="IT"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="" lang="ES">- intersecció - unió - diferència - </span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="" lang="ES">que és desig i por</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="" lang="ES">- intersecció - unió - diferència -</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="" lang="ES">que és amor i angoixa</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="" lang="ES">- intersecció - unió - diferència -</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="" lang="ES">que és terra i set</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="" lang="ES">- intersecció - unió - diferència -</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="" lang="ES">que és son i plor</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style=""><span style="" lang="ES">- interència - unió - difersecció -.</span></p><h3 class="post-title entry-title"> <a href="http://calalluna.blogspot.com/2008/06/des-del-llit-se-senten-els-passos.html">EL NAIXEMENT DE LA DONA</a> </h3> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgglftDpJKy6oPy-lwXAGUhQziTi3qkdBjUAawN3S0RU28UbBBlyiOa7wGrapjaO8ucqTkIBkatLxaEpcIsTUfzfHa7IlwH7zw655duuwDluLHAki6uAzjltb-KOdGGYOAm1_peKIis-PyL/s1600-h/fada+surt+de+l'aigua.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 248px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgglftDpJKy6oPy-lwXAGUhQziTi3qkdBjUAawN3S0RU28UbBBlyiOa7wGrapjaO8ucqTkIBkatLxaEpcIsTUfzfHa7IlwH7zw655duuwDluLHAki6uAzjltb-KOdGGYOAm1_peKIis-PyL/s320/fada+surt+de+l'aigua.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210367771578789762" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Des del llit se senten els passos,<br /></div>s'apropen cap a tu,<br />cap al jaç on t'amagues<br />sota la vànova acolorida<br />de roig<br />per la teva sang<br /><div style="text-align: center;">ja avampirada.<br /></div><br />La teva ment<br /> - ninona -<br />s'escola a l'altre cap de món.<br />No hi ha domini.<br />No hi ha percepció.<br />No hi ha dolor.<br /><br />La lluita<br /> era<br /> d'antuvi<br />perduda...<br /><br />Tanques els ulls,<br />crides pel dolor,<br />ha mort l' adolescent<br />que perd la consciència<br />i es desperta en tu la dona<br />primavera<br />somni eteri<br />-jo la vaig encisar,<br />jo la vaig desencisar-<br />que barrava el meu pas incert.<br />No et beguis<br />el meu amor...Unknownnoreply@blogger.com10