"An Eastern Ballad" – 17339 rezultate
0.01 secundeMeilisearchJames Elroy Flecker
James Elroy Flecker (5 November 1884 - 3 January 1915) was an English poet, novelist and playwright. As a poet he was most influenced by the Parnassian poets. He was born in London, and baptised Herman Elroy Flecker, later choosing to use the first name "James", either because he disliked the name "Herman" or to avoid confusion with his father. "Roy", as he was known to his family, was educated at Dean Close School, Cheltenham, where his father was headmaster, and Uppingham School. He studied at Trinity College, Oxford, and Caius College, Cambridge. While at Oxford he was greatly influenced by the last flowering of the Aesthetic movement there, under John Addington Symonds. From 1910 he was in the consular service, in the Eastern Mediterranean. He met Helle Skiadaressi on a ship to Athens, and married her in 1911. His most widely known poem is "To a poet a thousand years hence". The most enduring testimony to his work is perhaps an excerpt from "The Golden Journey to Samarkand"...
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Jalal ad-Dīn Muhammad Rumi
Jalāl ad-Dīn Muḥammad Balkhī, also known as Jalāl ad-Dīn Muḥammad Rūmī, and popularly known as Mowlānā but known to the English-speaking world simply as Rumi (30 September 1207 – 17 December 1273), was a 13th-century Persian (Tajik) Muslim poet, jurist, theologian, and Sufi mystic. Rūmī is a descriptive name meaning "the Roman" since he lived most of his life in an area called Rūm because it was once ruled by the Eastern Roman Empire. It is likely that he was born in the village of Wakhsh, a small town located at the river Wakhsh in what is now Tajikistan. Wakhsh belonged to the larger province of Balkh, and in the year Rumi was born, his father was an appointed scholar there. Both these cities were at the time included in the greater Persian cultural sphere of Khorasan, the easternmost province of Persia, and were part of the Khwarezmian Empire. Image of the Rumi on an old book in the Mevlâna museum; Konya,...
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Don McLean
Famed for -- and ultimately defined by -- his perennial \"American Pie,\" singer/songwriter Don McLean was born October 2, 1945, in New Rochelle, NY. After getting his start in the folk clubs of New York City during the mid-\'60s, McLean struggled for a number of years, building a small following through his work with Pete Seeger on the Clearwater, a sloop that sailed up and down the eastern seaboard to promote environmental causes. Still, McLean was primarily singing in elementary schools and the like when in 1970 he wrote a musical tribute to painter Vincent Van Gogh; the project was roundly rejected by a number of labels, although MediaArts did offer him a contract to record a number of his other songs under the title Tapestry. The album fared poorly, but Perry Como earned a hit with a cover of the track \"And I Love Her So,\" prompting United Artists to pick up McLean\'s contract. He returned in 1971 with American Pie; the title track, an elegiac eight-and-a-half-minute folk-pop...
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Du;an Vukailovici
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S. An. Dumitru
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Sim
M-am născut într-o zi frumoasă de duminică în Vatra Dornei. Poate acesta este adevăratul motiv pentru care iubesc albul și iarna... Nu-mi știu calea și nu-mi cunosc destinul, dar îmi plac culorile vieții, cred în bunătatea semenilor și în iubire.
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Geta Petrescu
Sunt artist plastic; Fac -pictura cu acul-; puteti vedea galeria mea, la:www.getasart.3x.ro Iubesc muzica clasica instrumentala; muzica cantry si o ascult atunci cind vreau sa ma odihnesc; si religia; Poezia este, mai mult o discutie intre mine si Dumnezeu,intre mine si Maica Domnului; Asa incerc eu, sa iau legatura cu Divinitatea;
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RUSU GEORGIANA
AN NASTERE : 1983 LICEU :MIHAI EMINESCU 1999-2001 :PARTICIPARE LA CENACLU LITERAR 2001- PREZENT : FACULTATEA DE MATEMATICA
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Eternity
"An expert is one who knows more and more about less and less until he knows absolutely everything about nothing"
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Anda
An 5 la Calculatoare, Universitatea Politehnica Timisoara
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Face Analyzer
de Hanna Segal
Colegul de alături îmi trimite un link la o pagină care se presupune că îți determină rasa, tipul de personalitate și venitul anual dacă ești drăguț si le trimiți o poză de a ta. În plus îți...
O membră a site-ului într-o antologie internațională
de Corneliu Traian Atanasiu
Astăzi (data de atunci era 2006-09-07) a apărut în format pdf Fire Pearls, Short Masterpieces of the Human Heart , o antologie de poeme tanka publicată de M. Kei, Perryville, Maryland. Ediția are 159...
Simpozionul \"Avangarda românească între București, Paris și Tel Aviv\"
de marlena braester
În urma colaborării Institutului Cultural Român din Tel Aviv, Institutului Cultural Francez (tot din Tel Aviv) și a Universității Ebraice din Ierusalim (Centrul de cercetare a iudaismului românesc),...
Gulagul din umbra palmierilor (II.4)
de Doru Ciucescu
Janek a plecat dimineața la liceul "Dumuăă al Sahra" ("Lacrima Deșertului"). Avea de parcurs mai bine de un kilometru, dar, ca de obicei, a preferat să meargă pe jos. Pe drum s-a întâlnit cu un...
Patronul
de felix nicolau
Luni, 20 august Casa veche cu zidurile zgâriate de iedera uscată, șirul plopilor care ascund aleea și ciorile plutind peste casă în stoluri imense mi-au trezit în suflet nostalgia. Bunul meu prieten...
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de Georg Trakl
Liniște sumbră a copilăriei. Sub frasini înverziți Paște blândețea privirii albăstrii; calm de aur. Mireasma viorelelor desfată o-ntunecime; spice legănătoare În seară, semințele și umbrele de aur...
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de Crețu Dan Andrei
Frigul se lasă Ne adâncim în seară Încep să mă simt singur printre ei Uitând treptat de tot ce ne înconjoară Trecut, stafii, oceane de scântei Apari precum mirajul din fereastră Iar pentru două guri...
AN(omis)
de Vali Nițu
uneori trec pe lângă mine și nu-mi văd nici umbra tristă dintro cauză pierdută ireversibil acum încep să dau cu presupusul unei teorii cea a distanțelor din secolul vitezei ce banalitate pot să enunț...
an intercity train...waiting
de Alina
Waiting on a Sunday afternoon ... For what I’ve read between the lines… Your lies! :)) Feeling like yesterday’s paper on this metro seat... Today :))) So do you laugh or it’s me crying? Reply !...
An angel named Oana
de Florin DeRoxas
My life was empty ‘Till I‘ve found you, To show me love, Your love so true. You came as an angel From up above, To show me that We still have love. Your name is Oana, And you love me so, ‘Cause you...
