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SCSamuel Taylor Coleridge
Samuel Taylor "Estese" Coleridge (1772-1834) Samuel Taylor Coleridge was born in Ottery St. Mary on 21 October 1772, youngest of the ten children of John Coleridge, a minister, and Ann Bowden Coleridge. He was often bullied as a child by Frank, the next youngest, and his mother was apparently a bit distant, so it was no surprise when Col1 ran away at age seven. He was found early the next morning by a neighbor, but the events of his night outdoors frequently showed up in imagery in his poems (and his nightmares) as well as the notebooks he kept for most of his adult life. John Coleridge died in 1781, and Col was sent away to a London charity school for children of the clergy. He stayed with his maternal uncle2. Col was really quite a prodigy; he devoured books and eventually earned first place in his class. His brother Luke died in 1790 and his only sister Ann in 1791, inspiring Col to write "Monody," one of his first poems, in which he likens himself to Thomas Chatterton3. Col was...
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Bianca Solonariu
Fall in love and stay in love. Write only what you love, and love what you write. The key word is love. You have to get up in the morning and write something you love, something to live for. Absolventa a Seminarului Teologic Cuv. Paraschateva, -Agapia-Neamt, promotia 2003; Absolventa a Universitatii Al.I. Cuza -Iasi, Facultatea de Economie si Administrarea Afacerilor, promotia 2007;
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A morning of Rose
de doris
A morning of Rose In dreams a flower forms the light of dawn And, as it follows, sends down to all of us An image left so shallow. It is a glimpse Of gilded summer in nights of winter grey`n blue It...
trying to bury santa
de Andrei Dumitrescu
They\'re trying to bury Santa Claus, to kill Christmas Eve, to make our miracles blurry to make us not believe, They\'re trying to buy the story to grasp the hollowness with their teeth, to rip the...
The Hollow Men
de T.S. Eliot
I We are the hollow men We are the stuffed men Leaning together Headpiece filled with straw. Alas! Our dried voices, when We whisper together Are quiet and meaningless As wind in dry grass Or rats\'...
Magdalen Walks
de Oscar Wilde
The little white clouds are racing over the sky, And the fields are strewn with the gold of the flower of March, The daffodil breaks under foot, and the tasselled larch Sways and swings as the thrush...
etage noir / a tale of decay
de Daniela Bîrzu
black garden view departe se prăbușesc schelele scheletele uriașe ale noptii / statuile de piatră / au glas/ au inimă/ au suflu. dumnezeu a dat viață îngerilor lui negri le-a dat aripi și le-a spus...