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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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James 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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alex teicu
despre mine n-ar fi multe de zis, despre ceilalți însă, ceilalți...
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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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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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my dying bride
de alice drogoreanu
urcă - a spus și asta am făcut foarte în liniște ca și cum m-aș fi dat jos din pat ce fel de pat spune paturile sunt : albe sau cu febră shhht am vrut să citesc la lumină era o carte oarecare cu...
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...
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...
Impachetata
de Vâță - Diénes Andrea
Dying Is an art, like everything else. I do it exceptionally well. [...] Out of the ash I rise with my red hair And I eat men like air. (Sylvia Plath - Lady Lazarus) umblam de nebuna pe strazi...
I tell you...
de blue
an eternity is dying, or maybe just the moment of, a thousand words couldn’t say what I tell you in one - love. july 23 2001
poetry and love
de Cristina
if i would be dying and love and poetry and love would die than i would not want to live, i would want to go with them. poetry gives me a chance, a chance to say waht i want, a chance to express...
survivor
de Roger McGough
Everyday, I think about dying. About disease, starvation, violence, terrorism, war, the end of the world. It helps keep my mind off things.
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...
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...
Forever...
de Burloiu Marian
Forever rain...forever pain...forever my heart will go where... Forever lost...forever there...forever near...are you out there? Forever...cold...forever blue...my soul is shattered without you......
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...
Liquid Sunshine Days
de Ohm
Don\'t slip away Under the stairs Or think bad thoughts In the middle of prayers Exposing your soul Like an open door Stained on the surface Rotten to the core Sleeping all day Locks up your mind And...
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...
Death
de Vlad Adrian
What is death? Is it the final step in our life? Is it a killer of faith? Or is something like a knife? Are we afraid of dying? Or we're afraid of living, Of living without leaving anything behind...
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...