Măcar coada cometei/ Aura sărbătorească a Literelor
At Least the Tail of the Comet/ The Shiny Aura of Letters

Summary/Abstract: Parting sounds hollow. You cannot truly part from the people who supported you throughout a lifetime and whom you regarded as cultural models during all the years of your formation, as well as in all the years that followed. Certainly, you cannot bid farewell to someone toward whom your gratitude cannot be measured, much less put into words. A person who created around himself an immense fabric of support for generation after generation—a construct that still carries an almost unreal aura. / “In the same instant I had a vessel, and in the same instant it no longer exists / […] / The wondrous vessel held my riches / At the very moment it shattered, it became my master / This lesson about the transience of all things / Is a wonder without equal.” (Dialogues. Journal Pages, 2021, p. 249)

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