{"id":10525,"date":"2021-12-12T14:01:52","date_gmt":"2021-12-12T12:01:52","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/?p=10525"},"modified":"2021-12-12T14:01:54","modified_gmt":"2021-12-12T12:01:54","slug":"naratiune-narrative","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/?p=10525","title":{"rendered":"NARATIUNE \/ NARRATIVE"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>\u00a0<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/12\/Poet.webp\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-10526\" src=\"http:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/12\/Poet-250x250.webp\" alt=\"\" width=\"250\" height=\"250\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/12\/Poet-250x250.webp 250w, https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/12\/Poet-150x150.webp 150w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 250px) 100vw, 250px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<blockquote class=\"sc-blockquote\">NARATIUNE \/ NARRATIVE<\/p>\n<p>As vrea sa fii moarta, mi-a spus.<br \/>Sa fii moarta.<br \/>Statuia celebra ma privea cu un ochi aidoma<br \/>ochiului meu.<br \/>Tramvaiul cu maici trecea prin piata <br \/>sfidand explozia sentimentelor <br \/>si ele imi sfartecau biografia.<\/p>\n<p><br \/>As mai putea marturisi ca in aceeasi secunda <br \/>(ca in exact aceeasi secunda) <br \/>cineva a iesit din creierul meu <br \/>si a inceput sa fuga pe strada<\/p>\n<p><br \/>desi se auzeau impuscaturi<\/p>\n<p><br \/>si incepuse furtuna<\/p>\n<p><br \/>MARIANA MARIN<\/p>\n<p>&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;.<\/p>\n<p>NARRATIVE<\/p>\n<p>I wish you were dead, he told me.<br \/>Dead.<br \/>The famous statue looked at me with an eye<br \/>like my own.<br \/>The tram with nuns was passing through the square<br \/>defying the explosion of feelings<br \/>and they tearing up my biography.<\/p>\n<p><br \/>I could also confess that in the same second<br \/>(that in exactly same second)<br \/>someone came out of my brain<br \/>and started running down the street<\/p>\n<p><br \/>even hough there were gunshots<\/p>\n<p><br \/>and the storm had begun<\/p>\n<p><br \/>traducere, Maria Magdalena Biela<\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u00a0<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[37],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-10525","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-mariana"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10525","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=10525"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10525\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":10527,"href":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10525\/revisions\/10527"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=10525"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=10525"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=10525"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}