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Wendy CopeWC

Wendy Cope

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Wendy Cope is an award-winning contemporary English poet. She was educated at Farringtons School and read history at St Hilda\'s College, Oxford. She now lives in Winchester with the poet Lachlan Mackinnon. Following her graduation from St Hilda\'s College, Cope spent fifteen years as a primary-school teacher. In 1981 she became Arts and Reviews editor for the Inner London Education Authority magazine- Contact. Five years later she became a freelance writer and was a television critic for The Spectator magazine until 1990. Three books of her poetry have been published (Making Cocoa for Kingsley Amis in 1986, Serious Concerns in 1992 and If I Don\'t Know in 2001), and she has edited several anthologies of comic verse. In 1998 she was voted the listeners\' choice in a BBC Radio 4 poll to succeed Ted Hughes as Poet Laureate. She was a judge of the 2007 Man Booker prize.

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dan mariusDM

dan marius

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"Well, I've been a disclaimer for twenty-four years Poor mother drowned in a pillow of tears Im well known in story, famous in song The black sheep, the blemish, the one who went wrong The black sheep, the blemish, the one who went wrong My crime is discomfort, my mind ill at ease Old crow on my shoulder, my favorite disease My siblings, my rivals might tend to my wake Grieve me not brothers, I was mother's mistake Grieve me not brothers, I was mother's mistake And all the grand expectations of an epic of wealth Leave me long to crawl back to the womb Well, I've tasted your grace, placed it back on the shelf Drag your pedigree wives to your tomb Drag your pedigree wives to your tomb Well, I came from this city, a victim of peace But I've grown far too filthy to attend to the feast So I'll take to the hills to live savage and free I don't need nobody, nobody needs me I don't need nobody, nobody needs me" http://www.obliothedagger.blogspot.com/

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Cernat CatalinCC

Cernat Catalin

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Don't worry, there's no sugar!

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camelia

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i don,t have

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olga stefanOS

olga stefan

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i don't wanna be like you anymore (1988-2007 - hunedoara, din 2007- studenta la facultatea de litere din cluj, sectia literatura comparata) debut: toate ceasurile, editura vinea

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firan mihaelaFM

firan mihaela

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stars don't fall...just leave for another sky..

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Ender AlexandruEA

Ender Alexandru

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Angels laughing... they don’t, they forgot how or won’t In this wasteland of sorrow where we all lost a soul

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DM

Dan Moldoveanu

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'Somebody at one of these places ... asked me: "What do you do? How do you write, create?" You don't, I told them. You don't try. That's very important: not to try, either for Cadillacs, creation or immortality. You wait, and if nothing happens, you wait some more. It's like a bug high on the wall. You wait for it to come to you. When it gets close enough you reach out, slap out and kill it. Or if you like its looks you make a pet out of it.' - Charles Bukowski

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dragomirescu bogdanDB

dragomirescu bogdan

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m-am nascut, asa ca mai exista un singur aspect al normalitatii, restul il umpleti cum credeti de cuviinta, don't care.

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Carmen FenesanCF

Carmen Fenesan

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"Well. I'll tell you somethin' about your famous future. Every day I wake up, it's still the present. The same grimy, boring present. I don't think this future thing exists." (Titan AE)

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i don\'t know..

de Flori Cristina

ce e in mine e ca un amestec. o imbinare dezordonata de sentimente, unele noi, altele deja cunoscute. pe unele le recunosc, pe unele incerc sa le definesc, pe unele le ignor, pe unele le accept cu...

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​i don't know to whom i belong anymore

de Daniela Bîrzu

a venit iarna. trecem prin ani ca prin niște plase de oțel subțiri și tăioase. tăioase. unele corpuri putrezesc lângă ziduri. le învelim în vată. o să înceapă să ningă. nimeni nu va ști că sunt...

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What I Know

de Phyllis Gotlieb

I know where there is love deep as a river and I know how to swim in it, thank God, and also the bitterness of the seas it can decant into, but the thready fibrillations of its sources are mysteries...

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Sadness in your eyes

de Florin DeRoxas

I don’t know why, But I love to read Sadness in your eyes, To see you’re sorry You let me go away, Without a kiss, Goodbye to say. I’m one of the guys Who are being let go, I don’t know why, I really...

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​Despre momentul în care încui ușa după mega sutra, iar fierbătorul de cafea declanșează audio-bookul, citit de Irina Margareta Nistor

de Bogdan Geana

White: I don't know. The Germans contributed a great deal to civilization. (Pause) Before Hitler. Black: And then they contributed Hitler (Cormac McCarthy – Sunset Limited) I saw the best minds of my...

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Confused

de Cristina

Confusion...bluring my thoughts I don\'t know wheather to stay or to go Whether to love or to hate Or just be indiferent to everything My emotions are mixed My reactions are unrealistic To what\'s...

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A rose

de Andrei Tudora

When you’re sad and want to cry I want to help but don’t know why. To make you smile, remove your tears, It’s all I wanted for so many years. But you ignore me all the time, And don’t whant for us to...

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The death of the nature

de Vlad Adrian

All the lives are on the ground And I scatter them around All the trees are empty now I don't know why, I don't know how Everything has died today There's nothing I can do, there's nothing I can say...

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The Axe Helve

de Robert Frost

I\'ve known ere now an interfering branch Of alder catch my lifted axe behind me. But that was in the woods, to hold my hand From striking at another alder\'s roots, And that was, as I say, an alder...

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my fight to lose

de oana stanescu

I came into the world bit by bit torn into pieces and people I didn’t know I didn’t want to know took me inside one had my ear another my nose my lip..my finger..my lung.. another my heart and...

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