"Dying for autumn" – 350 rezultate
0.01 secundeMeilisearchJames Joyce
Joyce was born in Dublin, where his father was a rates collector. He was educated at a Jesuit school and University College, Dublin where he studied philosophy and language. When he was still an undergraduate, in 1900, his long review of Ibsen’s last play was published in the Fortnightly Review. At this time he also began writing his poems which were later collected in Chamber Music, published in 1907. In 1902 Joyce left Dublin for Paris, but returned the following year as his mother was dying. From 1904 he lived with Nora Barnacle, whom he married in 1931 (the year his father died), a son was born in 1905, and a daughter in 1918. Their home from 1905 to 1915 was Trieste, where Joyce taught English at the Berlitz school. In 1909 and 1912 he made his final trips to Ireland, attempting to arrange the publication of his first book Dubliners, which finally appeared in England in 1914. It was during this time that he was contacted by Ezra Pound, a leading champion of modernist writers who...
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Cristina Toropu
I was born in Tg-Jiu ( the beatiful place where people might admire Brancusi's monumental masterpieces), Romania. After getting my Master's degree in Mathematics from University of Bucharest and working for four years as Junior Assistant Professor in Romanian-American University, Bucharest, I decided to leave my country in order to study some more Mathematics. After spending two years in Montreal, Canada, I moved to USA where I am currently doing my Ph.D in Mathematics. Writing poems helps me convey ideas and feelings to other people. It happend that two short poems of mine, translated in French, got published in " North Texas World Literatures Review" Vol. 2, ETC... , run by the Foreign Language Department of UNT, Denton, TX, USA.
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SSSerban Stanescu
I've been born on June 11, 1959 in Bucharest. I graduated in 1978 chemistry high school from Bucharest, called Costin D. Nenitescu. In 1988 I graduated the Techincal University of Bucharest, Metallurgy - Forging & Heat Treatments. In 1995 I've reconsidered my career plans and headed to IT&C. In 1997 I graduated my first master in Computers- Databases. In 2007, I finished the second master in Computers & IT. Otherwise? I like writing. I'm doing that since I was 10, and I just couldn't get rid of this "habit". I haven't published anything until august 2006, and I decided to start on the Internet. As for the others, I'm a common person, with my "lows" and "hights", like anyone else... I've published my first book, in Romanian, "Inner Rhythms" in april 2007. I'm also writing and publishing on several sites and blogs. Published books: "Ritmuri Interioare", 2008, ISBN 978-973-87654-6-7; "Autodezvoltare, Ocultism, Extrasenzorial", 2009 ISBN 978-973-0-07327-0; "Casa și Familia", 2009, ISBN...
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AAnathema
[[ro]] Anathema- formata in 1990 in Liverpool, Marea Britanie Perioada de activitate: 1990 - prezent. Membri: - Vincent Cavanagh - chitara, voce; Daniel Cavanagh - chitara; Les Smith - clape; Jamie Cavanagh - Bass; John Douglas - tobe Ex-membri:: Darren White - voce (The Blood Divine, Dead Men Dream, Serotonal); Duncan Patterson - Bass (Antimatter, Dreambreed); Dave Pybus - Bass (Dreambreed, Cradle of Filth); George Roberts - Bass (doar sesiuni live); Shaun Steels - tobe (My Dying Bride); Martin Powell - clape, vioara (My Dying Bride, Cradle of Filth, Cryptal Darkness) Stiluri abordate:: Doom/Death Metal, Atmospheric Rock * Anathema - discografie Anathema, una din cele mai proeminente trupe din scena doom/gothic, un adevarat fenomen muzical care a luat pe sus scena metalica britanica si care a impus un stil unic, urmat si copiat de multi altii. Anathema vine din Liverpool, fiind creatia fratilor Cavanagh, Danny si Jimmie. In 1990, Anathema a scos primul lor demo "An illiad of woes",...
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alex teicu
despre mine n-ar fi multe de zis, despre ceilalți însă, ceilalți...
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Song of wine
de Emile Nelligan
Fresh in joy\'s live light all things coincide, This fine may eve! like living hopes that once Were in my heart, the choring birds once Their prelude to my window open wide. O fine may eve! o happy...
regrets
de Ohm
there are very few things in my life that, given the chance I would do differently...there are even fewer things that I hold important enough to die for...actually, scratch that, wrong word, live...
TAKE THIS WALTZ
de Leonard Cohen
now in Vienna are ten pretty women there\'s a shoulder where death comes to cry there\'s a lobby with nine hundred windows there\'s a tree where the doves go to die there\'s a piece that was torn...
adio prieteni dragi cu fulgarin și ureche internă, dar pe curând la mandalika!
de Bogdan Geana
în japonia plouă cu găleata, sayonara tamagotchi, o sută douăzeci și cinci de milioane strâng în pumn câte o petală din cireșii de altădată, îmi privesc iubita în ochi, e momentul să ne tulburăm din...
Dialogue Between a Priest and a Dying Man (1782)
de Donatien Alphonse François, marquis de Sade
PRIEST - Come to this the fatal hour when at last from the eyes of deluded man the scales must fall away, and be shown the cruel picture of his errors and his vices - say, my son, do you not repent...
Blood red love
de Ileana Ioan
I wish that I could eat your heart But only for to be inside it; To nourish you from my own blood; To keep your life from dying… I wish I could become a part Of your desire and your soul; To be a...
Selected strophes from Les Chants de Maldoror Translated by Dan Clore
de Comte de Lautreamont
Canto I: 6 You should let your fingernails grow for fifteen days. Oh! -- How sweet it is to brutally tear a youth with a hairless upper lip from his bed and, eyes wide open, pretend that you\'ll...
World peace
de Florin DeRoxas
It’s a war Somewhere in the world, People are dying Without saying a word. More money, more oil, More power we want, But to give peace Nobody can. I miss my mother, I miss you, I miss more than I say...
to hell and back
de oana stanescu
Sometimes I feel like I’m falling appart Sometimes I’m just dying without any questions..or thoughts..or reasons.. Sometimes my head is so heavy almost like a burden how can I get rid of that single...
Heal The World
de Michael Jackson
There\'s a place in your Heart and I know that is love and this place could be much brighter than tomorrow and if you really try you\'ll find there\'s no need to cry in this place you\'ll feel...
tears
de blue
are tears of pain over a sad face, are tears gone in disgrace. are tears for fears, tears from the eyes I miss. are tears to cry as the leaves fall, are tears of blood over all. are shaded tears from...
Sometimes
de Laura Kiritescu
SOMETIMES Maybe sometimes it’s too dark To find the way inside your heart, Maybe sometimes you feel like dying And everything you’ve got is crying, Maybe sometimes you lose your dreams And your mind...
Sometimes
de Laura
Maybe sometimes is too dark to find the way inside your heart, Maybe sometimes you feel like dying and everything you've got is crying, Maybe sometimes you lose a dream and your soul and mind and...
The last night that she lived
de Emily Dickinson
THE LAST night that she lived, It was a common night, Except the dying; this to us Made nature different. We noticed smallest things,— Things overlooked before, By this great light upon our minds...
Cursed
de Ruxandra Moholea
almost flowerlike core beyond green and the shadows crawling dusk towards dawn erupting the heat in a circle of whites and blacks frenzy guardian angels wrap me in arms hiding me from the sweet...