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Luis Omar SalinasLS

Luis Omar Salinas

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Luis Omar Salinas (1937-2008) was a leading Chicano poet who published a number of well-received collections of poetry, including the Crazy Gypsy, which has been described as "a classic of contemporary and Chicano poetry"), I Go Dreaming Serenades, and Afternoon of The Unreal. He was awarded the Stanley Kunitz award by Columbia Magazine for one of his poems, and a General Electric Foundation Award. Salinas is regarded as "one of the founding fathers of Chicano poetry in America,"with many of his poems being "canonized in U.S. Hispanic literature." Born on June 24, 1937 in Robstown, Texas, Salinas' father, Rosendo Valdez Salinas, was a second generation Mexicano-Tejano. Salinas was raised under poor circumstances in Robstown until, as a teenager, he moved with his family to California. After graduating from Bakersfield High School, he served in the United States Marines Reserves and attended Bakersfield City College, where he earned an Associate of Arts degree in History. He then...

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Ian Bavitz

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Ian Bavitz, Long Island, New York City, New York, USA. Acquiring his adopted moniker from a movie he had acted in with friends and adding the surname when he began throwing rhymes, Aesop Rock creates hip-hop that is potent and evocative of his home city of New York. He and his production partner Blockhead apparently derive most of their samples from records lifted from the 99 cent bins of local music stores, meaning most of the sounds on his albums are drawn from Italian disco records. The former art student from Boston University built up a strong online fanbase with a number of CD releases, including Music For Earthworms and Appleseed, before making his debut album for the Mush label in 2000 with Float. Drawing on history and mythology to inform his densely constructed soundscapes, Aesop Rock\'s dextrous flow required several listens for the impact of his lyrics to be fully understood and assimilated.

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John Willy Kopperud

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It\'s All Over Now, Baby Blue Bob Dylan You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last. But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast. Yonder stands your orphan with his gun, Crying like a fire in the sun. Look out the saints are comin\' through And it\'s all over now, Baby Blue. The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense. Take what you have gathered from coincidence. The empty-handed painter from your streets Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets. This sky, too, is folding under you And it\'s all over now, Baby Blue. All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home. All your reindeer armies, are all going home. The lover who just walked out your door Has taken all his blankets from the floor. The carpet, too, is moving under you And it\'s all over now, Baby Blue. Leave your stepping stones behind, something calls for you. Forget the dead you\'ve left, they will not follow you. The vagabond who\'s rapping at your door Is standing in the clothes that you...

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Seamus HeaneySH

Seamus Heaney

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Seamus Heaney (born 13 April 1939) is an Irish poet, writer and lecturer who was awarded the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1995. He currently lives in Dublin. Seamus Heaney was born on April 13, 1939 into a family of nine children at the family farmhouse called Mossbawn, between Castledawson and Toomebridge in Northern Ireland. In 1953, his family moved to Bellaghy, a few miles away, which is now the family home. His father, Patrick Heaney, owned and worked a small farm of fifty acres in County Londonderry, but his real commitment was to cattle-dealing, to which he was introduced by the uncles who had cared for him after the early death of his own parents. Seamus' mother came from the McCann family, whose uncles and relations were employed in the local linen mill and whose aunt had worked as a maid to the mill owners' family. The poet has commented on the fact that his parentage thus contains both the Ireland of the cattle-herding Gaelic past and the Ulster of the Industrial...

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John Steinbeck

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John Steinbeck (1902-1968), born in Salinas, California, came from a family of moderate means. He worked his way through college at Stanford University but never graduated. In 1925 he went to New York, where he tried for a few years to establish himself as a free-lance writer, but he failed and returned to California. After publishing some novels and short stories, Steinbeck first became widely known with Tortilla Flat (1935), a series of humorous stories about Monterey paisanos. Steinbeck's novels can all be classified as social novels dealing with the economic problems of rural labour, but there is also a streak of worship of the soil in his books, which does not always agree with his matter-of-fact sociological approach. After the rough and earthy humour of Tortilla Flat, he moved on to more serious fiction, often aggressive in its social criticism, to In Dubious Battle (1936), which deals with the strikes of the migratory fruit pickers on California plantations. This was followed...

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Phaedrus Caius IuliusPI

Phaedrus Caius Iulius

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Phaedrus, Gaius Julius (c.15 BC—c. AD 50), Thracian slave who came to Rome and became a freedman in the household of Augustus, the author (in Latin) of a collection of fables in five books containing some hundred stories, published probably in the thirties of the first century AD. There is also an appendix of another thirty-two fables, probably also by Phaedrus. The collection includes fables proper, a number of anecdotes (e.g. about Aesop, Socrates, and Menander), and defences of the author against detractors. The fables are based on those of Aesop and on beast-stories from other sources which had come to be attributed to Aesop. They are written in verse, in iambic senarii (see METRE, LATIN 2), and their object is two-fold, to give advice and to entertain. They are generally serious or satirical, dealing with the injustices of life and social and political evils, but occasionally they are light and amusing. In general they express patient resignation. Phaedrus observed in the...

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cristina cismas

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M-am nascut pe 4 ianuarie 1989,fix anul revolutiei..tot timpul am crezut ca a fost o zi cu vant..am inceput si eu sa invat,in Orsova la Scoala Generala cu Clasele I-VIII,iar acum sunt la liceu,tot aici,la Traian Lalescu,profil filologie bilingva engleza.nu stiu de cand am inceput sa scriu..d mult,poate...

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Grig SalvanGS

Grig Salvan

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Nascut în Nimigea de Sus, Bistrita-Nasaud, Transilvania, Romania, liceul "George Coșbuc din Nasaud, Facultatea de filosofie-istorie, Universitatea din Bucuresti, actualmente profesor de filosofie la liceul Grigore Moisil din Bistrita, scriu poezie, proza, eseu filosofic inca din adolescenta, am publicat sporadic prin diverse reviste literare si neliterare,am cistigat unele concursuri literare nereprezentative, n-am publicat nici un volum, inca...dar - poate - inca nu-i prea tirziu... în paralel, creator de muzica instrumentala pe sintetizator... dincolodestele@yahoo.com My music: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RVxwytnmR70 Grig Salvan – Just for You https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PMViOwure9s Grig salvan – Goodbye https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RSI4xk6aGYE Grig Salvan – Far from You https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XMPh7ZJVYpY Grig Salvan – My Morning Star https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZcE-T3znFsI Grig Salvan – Dreaming of You...

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William BlakeWB

William Blake

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William Blake (1757-1827) was a British poet, painter, visionary mystic, and engraver, who illustrated and printed his own books. Blake proclaimed the supremacy of the imagination over the rationalism and materialism of the 18th- century. Misunderstanding shadowed his career as a writer and artist and it was left to later generations to recognize his importance. Blake was born in London, where he spent most of his life. His father was a successful London hosier who encouraged Blake\'s artistic talents. Blake was first educated at home, chiefly by his mother. In 1767 he was sent to Henry Pars\' drawing school. Blake has recorded that from his early years, he experienced visions of angels and ghostly monks and that he saw and conversed with the angel Gabriel, the Virgin Mary, and various historical figures. At the age of 14 Blake was apprenticed for seven years to the engraver James Basire. Gothic art and architecture influenced him deeply. In 1783 he married Catherine Boucher, the...

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Roger Woddis

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Roger Woddis, poet: born London 17 May 1917; married Joan Hobson (one son, one daughter; marriage dissolved); died London 16 July 1993. Roger Woddis was a writer and humorous poet. One of his most famous poems, Ethics for Everyman, deals with double-morality of ethical principles. His early writing career included some involvement with Unity Theatre, London, where he contributed material to a number of revues. His poetry featured regularly in Radio Times and other periodicals in the 1970s. During much of the 1980s and early '90s, he had his own weekly poem in the humour magazine Punch: titled "Subverse". This consisted each week of a humorously subversive political poem, often dealing with recent events. He was also New Statesman's weekly poet until months before his death, succeeding 'Sagittarius' (Olga Katzin) in 1970 and, before her, Reginald Reynolds; and succeeded by Bill Greenwell. His poems featured topics such as the Vietnam war, miners strikes, and apartheid. He also wrote...

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Dreaming on...

de Vlad Stangu

la un sky albastru, plin de clouds. The sun era prea yellow și prea înfierbântat, the birds zburau prea-ncet, obosite fâlfâiau din wingsurile aiurite. Even the frunze nu mai aveau clorofilă any more....

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dreaming on death and strange objects

de Ela Victoria Luca

te văd împachetând hainele vechi fiecare zvâcnire a umerilor îmi întoarce capul spre alt colț din cealaltă cameră nu se aude niciun sunet nu pot atinge obiectele necunoscute nu pot recunoaște chipul...

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dreaming on the dying sea

de Ela Victoria Luca

nu știu cum să scriu despre o moarte de neînchipuit sunt singură pe țărm în furtună o nemișcare stranie în tot corpul mării parcă ar fi în comă abia tresare din gură ies pești putrezi bucăți de lemn...

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keep on dreaming

de Lory Cristea

am ieșit dintre hârtie și creion material didactic iernii din vârful pensulei cădeau dansatoarele de Flamingo mai albe ca niciodată sfârșind nedrept în părul meu negru de tristețe hipnotică am apăsat...

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Dreaming reality

de Marlena Culi

My mind plays tricks on you Simplicity in words Free the mind where butterflies The sweet smell of ignorance lies. Words of wisdom Bring no meaning The truth of whom, Who ever grieves by crying?...

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Dreaming

de Lorena

Memories in my mind Keep watching from behind As shadows are passing by… And although I try To realize the dream I’m in There’s a fire within Which burns my lonely heart And only an angel from above...

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Always on my mind

de George

You are always on my mind You are so sweet and caring Sweetheart, you are one of a kind You are on my mind day and night When I sleep, I always dream of you Knowing everything will work out right I...

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American Dreaming

de Vâță - Diénes Andrea

ne-am inundat prea mult ochii cu viziuni despre baloane de sticla prin care trec ani si constiinte doar femei doar barbati nu exista uite mama un nene cu aripioare impotmolit in trafic in atata...

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Salvation

de Hidden Starlight

my body lingers on the way to Heaven with tired wings, unable to walk my sould reaches desperate for the light or for a helping hand to save it from the dark my mind is dreaming about a better day a...

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BLUE

de cristina boruga

One day a butterfly set on my nose and sais: I want you to speak about blue as if this is the last time a minute has 60 seconds. Well, I know blue is the colour of my coffee cup in the morning. I...

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