"Black&white și totuși" – 2633 rezultate
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sandor iolanda
ther's too much color in my eyes to see black and white
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Hal Sirowitz
Pretending We went to Dan Lynch's, & listened to White musicians pretending that they were Black. And the people next to us jumped up & down, pretending that they were rock stars. And I put my hand on your knee, pretending that I was your lover. You remained aloof. Why did you have to be the only one who insisted on being yourself?
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nicoleta d.
no words are enough to say what I had lived...the words are plane and could not show the beauty that ihave lived...nothing is important to me, but my , myself and I...I could write my life with simple words but the sparkness of the real life could not be seen and felt...so all that I can say is that I live, not only exist...
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ASAnna Sewell
Anna Sewell (30 March 1820 – 25 April 1878) was an English novelist, best known as the author of the classic novel Black Beauty. Anna Mary Sewell was born in Great Yarmouth, Norfolk, England into a devoutly Quaker family. Her father was Isaac Phillip Sewell (1793-1879), and her mother, Mary Wright Sewell (1798 - 1884) was a successful author of children's books. Anna Sewell had one sibling, a younger brother named Philip Sewell. Anna Sewell was largely educated at home. When Anna was twelve years old, the family moved to Stoke Newington, where Sewell attended school for the first time. Two years later, however, she slipped while walking home from school and severely injured both of her ankles. Her father took a job in Brighton in 1836, partly in the hope that the climate there would help to cure her. Despite this, and most likely because of mistreatment of her injury, for the rest of her life Anna was unable to stand without a crutch or to walk for any length of time. For greater...
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IMIohann Mayer
An emissary of the Queen Christina of Sweden to the khan of the Tartars Islam Giray the 3rd, Iohann Mayer made a journey through Moldavia during May 1651. He was sent to accompany the Tartar messenger who had brought to the queen the letter of the khan that contained proposals of common operation against Poland and he was to hand over to the khan the answer of the queen as well. He passed through The White Citadel for the first time in December 1650 on his way towards Crimea. Now, in the summer of the next year, he was coming back on the same route and was finding again the same boatmen he had used six months earlier, on leaving. One cannot be aware of any other details of his winter journey towards Crimea, no other details about his itinerary through Moldavia he is most likely to have used to make his way to the khan` s court. His journey diary is preceded with the words: These are those that happened and occurred during my journey to Bakhchisaray and during the period I spent there,...
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Pete Brown
(b 25 Dec. \'40, London) Poet, lyricist, singer, producer, percussionist. Active on London jazz-poetry scene early \'60s, then worked with Cream, writing lyrics for hits \'Sunshine Of Your Love\', \'White Room\', \'I Feel Free\', \'Politician\' etc which he said would pay the rent for the rest of his life. After Cream split \'68 he continued to work with Jack Bruce (see his entry), also his own Jazz Poetry \'66, A Meal You Can Shake Hands With In The Dark \'69 (as Pete Brown and His Battered Ornaments, Chris Spedding on guitar), Things May Come And Things May Go, But The Art School Dance Goes On Forever \'72, and Thousands On A Raft \'70 (as Pete Brown and Piblokto, with Jim Mullen). He worked with other groups; an album of demos by Back To The Front was later issued. He co-led Bond and Brown with Graham Bond \'72 (see Bond\'s entry); was part-time A&R and producer for Deram \'73--5; well-received poetry album The Not Forgotten Association \'73 had backing incl. Viv Stanshall on tuba....
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MBMarie Claire Blais
Marie-Claire Blais (n. 5 octombrie 1939) este o scriitoare canadiană de limbă franceză. *** Born in Quebec City, Quebec, she was educated at a convent school and at Université Laval. It was at Laval that she met Jeanne Lapointe and Father Georges Lévesque, who encouraged her to write and, in 1959, to publish her first novel, La Belle Bête (trans. Mad Shadows) in 1959 when she turned 20. She has since written over 20 novels, several plays, collections of poetry and fiction, as well newspaper articles. Her works have been translated into numerous languages, including English and Chinese. With the support of the eminent American critic Edmund Wilson, Blais won two Guggenheim Fellowships. In 1963, Blais moved to the United States, initially living in Cambridge, Massachusetts. There she met her partner, American artist Mary Meigs, and she later relocated to Wellfleet on Cape Cod. In 1975, after two years living in Brittany, she moved back to Quebec with her partner. For about twenty years...
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Black Octy
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BTBlack goddess of Tears
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Black&white și totuși
de Pteancu Laura
îngeri se culcă în mine păstori fără câini ai celulelor albe demoni se culcă în mine gospodari ai neliniștii celulelor roșii un război rece mă sfâșie fără sunet prelucrându-și tacticile formulele de...
scarborough fair
de emilian valeriu pal
nu ți-am mai scris demult dar asta nu înseamnă că viața în scarborough fair a dispărut ca după o imensă glaciațiune. doar că la un moment dat m-am gîndit că cele mai multe lucruri se spun prin...
Prima Iubire
de Filip Ruxandra
Motto: I was five and he was six We rode on horses made of sticks He wore black and I wore white He would always win the fight Seasons came and changed the time When I grew up, I called him mine He...
atat de pustiu incat gandul
de Nan Florian
atat de pustiu incat gandul refuza sa mai coboare-n cuvinte click stiu din instinct soldurile tale pe care le asimilez in memorie despartindu-le precum Moise veghe in adastarea zamislirii de Aurore...
my secret black&white&silent love
de Alexandru Gheție
pleoapele vorbesc soarelui despre întuneric. negrul negrăit nu este moarte e doar fața înspăimântată a luminii închizi ochii și norii se deschid tainic și moi pe trupul stelelor. developezi rescrii...
Unui rasist.
de Paul Constantin
. . Smith este rasist din cale-afară, Și un Black & White nu îl admite, De-l bea chiar pe peron în gară, Decât în două pahare „diferite”.
Să nu bei apă din trei izvoare
de Felix Moga
Lacrimă verde pe obraz albastru. Ghici ce e? Autocarul aleargă înghițind kilometru după kilometru, iar viteza sa e nevinovată de tristețea poposită în albul părului de pe tâmplele tale. Le spui...
\"Liber superbus. Povestiri indecente din războiul civil (1994-2002)\" de Mădălin Roșioru
de Dragoș Vișan
1. Scriitura “experimentului ®” la Mădălin Roșioru Volumul de proză autoconfesivă Liber superbus. Povestiri indecente din războiul civil (1994-2002) de Mădălin Roșioru reprezintă, la modul...
Locul Ceasul si Lamele - o poveste fără sfârșit
de alice drogoreanu
vom alege cu grija locul ceasul si lamele intai briciul nu imi va tremura mana voi cresta spinarea exact pe sira am acest drept al inaintasului al fostului al primei maini cu brici pe spinarea ta...
Mark
de Nichita Stănescu
Mark Like a little bird on a white egg here I am craving for you like a wite bird on a black egg here I am craving for you like no one and no thing here I am craving for you like one bereaved of all...