{"version":"1.0","provider_name":"VERSBEJEGYZ\u00c9S","provider_url":"https:\/\/saudade.cafeblog.hu","author_name":"Lipp M\u00e1rta","author_url":"https:\/\/saudade.cafeblog.hu\/author\/lipp-marta\/","title":"MONOT\u00d3NIA","html":"<p><img class=\"alignnone wp-image-61 size-large\" src=\"https:\/\/saudade.cafeblog.hu\/files\/2017\/05\/paisagem-da-trafaria-1955.jpgLarge-600x469.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"600\" height=\"469\" \/><\/p>\r\n<h2>Monot\u00f3nia<\/h2>\r\n<p>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Egy vers eml\u00e9k\u00e9re, amit a nyolcvanas<\/p>\r\n<p>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00e9vekben olvastam az \u00c9S-ben.<\/p>\r\n<p style=\"text-align: left\">\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0<\/p>\r\n<p><strong>Az ember nem igazs\u00e1gos,<\/strong><\/p>\r\n<p><strong>csak mikor \u0151 keresi az igazs\u00e1got;<\/strong><\/p>\r\n<p><strong>ha m\u00e9g sose f\u00e9lt\u00e9l, nem tudod,<\/strong><\/p>\r\n<p><strong>hogy a vakmer\u0151s\u00e9g \u00e9rt\u00e9k,<\/strong><\/p>\r\n<p><strong>hogy a kedves unalom s\u00e9rt\u00e9s,<\/strong><\/p>\r\n<p><strong>m\u00edg el\u00e9gedetten bezsebeled,<\/strong><\/p>\r\n<p><strong>\u00e9s nem \u00e9geti a zsebedet,<\/strong><\/p>\r\n<p><strong>azt hiszed, hogy gy\u0151zt\u00e9l,<\/strong><\/p>\r\n<p><strong>ha nem te mormolod az orrod alatt,<\/strong><\/p>\r\n<p><strong>hogy mit akar m\u00e1r megint t\u0151lem,<\/strong><\/p>\r\n<p><strong>m\u00edg \u00e9n megbesz\u00e9lek \u00e9ppen<\/strong><\/p>\r\n<p><strong>valami \u00e9letbev\u00e1g\u00f3n fontosat.<\/strong><\/p>\r\n<p><strong>Te, mik\u00f6zben a telefont m\u00e9gis<\/strong><\/p>\r\n<p><strong>a t\u00fcrelme hat\u00e1r\u00e1n f\u00f6lf\u00fcggeszti<\/strong><\/p>\r\n<p><strong>\u00e9s megdics\u00e9r, nem tudod, milyen az,<\/strong><\/p>\r\n<p><strong>ha te \u00e9rzed ugyanazt,<\/strong><\/p>\r\n<p><strong>mert nem mered mondani,<\/strong><\/p>\r\n<p><strong>hogy a molyodon van.<\/strong><\/p>\r\n<p>2017. m\u00e1jus 24.<\/p>\r\n<p>Lipp M\u00e1rta verse<\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p>K\u00e9p: <strong>Nikias Skapinakis<\/strong>, Paisagem de Trafaia, 1955.<\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>","type":"rich"}