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RSRobert Sheckley
Robert Sheckley, born in 1928, grew up in New Jersey and served in Korea before selling his first story in 1951. A master of satire and irony whose work has been called \"galactic humor,\" Sheckley was one of the first to portray gadgets that think for humans, such as intelligent refrigerators. Among his classic stories are \"Shape\", \"Specialist\", \"Seventh Victim\", and \"Warm\" (all 1953), \"The Prize of Peril\" (1958), \"The Store of the Worlds\" (1959), \"The People Trap\" (1968), and \"Can You Feel Anything When I Do This?\" (1969); \"Shall We Have a Little Talk?\" (1965) and \"What Is Life?\" (1976) were Nebula and World Fantasy award nominees respectively. Early story collections Untouched by Human Hands (1954), Citizen in Space (1955), and Pilgrimage to Earth (1957) were followed by others in the \'60s and \'70s, with retrospective The Collected Short Fiction of Robert Sheckley published in 5 volumes in 1991. Sheckley\'s first novel Immortality Inc. (1959) was an expanded...
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Radu Contes
The beginning of my childhood was profoundly marked by one of my grandfather’s passions – literature. For him reading, living, the writings of so many did not seem to be enough, so he began writing his own stories that still echo in my memory and in my heart. I remember that one day I went to him and asked “What are you writing about?”. Looking at me for only a second and returning his eyes at the ink stained notebook he answered: “My life”. Regretful, I confess that that was the last dialogue we had. After that I began reading, reading everything he was writing. Two years after his death, I had met someone who changed everything. I stopped reading and began writing myself. It was such a new feeling. It seemed to be never ending. It still feels. Since the first time, you may think I am exaggerating, but it really was the first time I saw her when I felt this sudden urge of writing. Words like “Thank you” seem meaningless compared to the things that you have done for me.
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Robert Browning
Robert Browning was born on May 7, 1812 in Camberwell, which is south of London. His birthday falls within a couple of months of the births of Dickens and Thackeray. He was the eldest of 2 children, born to Robert and Sarah Anna Browning. His father was a bank clerk. He attended London University for a short while in 1828, but received most of his education by readinghis from his father\'s library. His first poem, Pauline, was published when he was 21. It was soon followed by Paracelsus (1835) and Sordello (1840). A year later, Pippa Passes, the first in a series entitled Bells and Pomegranates was published; the remaining seven parts appeared between 1841-46. In 1846, Browning eloped with Elizabeth Barrett and lived with her in Italy until his death in 1861. Various difficulties made the poet\'s requested burial in Florence impossible, and his body was returned to England to be interred in Westminster Abbey. The they left you for their pleasure: till in due time, one by one, Some...
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Florin
cateva participari esuate la festivalul national de poezie licart
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IGioan ghiocel
Sunt de profesie economist-contabil. Aveam note mari la limba și literatura română, asta e tot ce vă pot spune. N-am mai scris înainte de a descoperi poezie.ro. Am zis și eu să încerc...Soțul Claudiei Radu, să nu se creadă că sunt clonă. Folosim deseori același IP. Pasionat de literatura SF și desene animate.
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TATatar Augustin
First name(s) / Surname(s) Tătar Augustin E-mail(s) tataraugustin@yahoo.com Nationality Romanian Date of birth 07/02/1990 Gender Male
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ABAnca Bertesteanu
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Rudyard Kipling
Kipling was the first Englishman to receive the Nobel Prize for Literature (1907). His most popular works include The Jungle Book (1894) and the Just So Stories (1902), both children\'s classics though they have attracted adult audiences also.
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MCMiriam Cihodariu
Born on December 11th 1985. First published during high school, since then having received multiple national awards for 2 volumes of poetry (published in 2003) and one published play (The fourth state of aggregation, 2004). Bachelor and Master's degree in Sociology/Anthropology. Currently working on a PhD in the same field. ------------------------------------------------------- Nascuta pe 11 decembrie 1985. Olimpica la matematica si fizica in clasele 4-9. Debuteaza cu poezie in revista "13 Plus" din Bacau in clasa a 10 a. Absolventa de Sociologie in cadrul Universitatii Bucuresti si de un master in cadrul aceleiasi institutii. In prezent doctorand in sociologie/antropologie. Publicatii: Volumele de versuri "Uite un suflet!" si "Antidotul" in 2003, o piesa de teatru in romana si in engleza, numita "A patra stare de agregare" publicata in ianuarie 2004, la editura Universitatii din Iasi. Premii nationale: - de poezie - "Tinere Condeie", "Dintre sute de catarge", "Junior", premiul...
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HSHal Sirowitz
Hal Sirowitz (born 1949) is an American poet. Sirowitz first began to attract attention at the Nuyorican Poets Cafe where he was a frequent competitor in their Friday Night Poetry Slam. He eventually made the 1993 Nuyorican Poetry Slam team, and competed in the 1993 National Poetry Slam (held that year in San Francisco) along with his Nuyorican teammates Maggie Estep, Tracie Morris and Regie Cabico. Sirowitz would later perform his poetry on stages across the country, and on television programs such as MTV's Spoken Word: Unplugged and PBS's The United States of Poetry. He has written six books on poetry and is arguably best known for the volumes Mother Said, My Therapist Said and Father Said. Sirowitz is a 1994 recipient of an NEA Fellowship in Poetry and is the former Poet Laureate of Queens, New York. He worked as a special education teacher in the New York public school system for 23 years. He is married to the writer Mary Minter Krotzer. Sirowitz is the best-selling translated...
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First you cry
de Marina Nicolaev
iată nacela și visul destrămate prin burgul orbilor de toate cuvintele clopote amare vor respira peste ultimul însoțit dincolo de facerea ta dintre coastele și pântecul norului albastru - când te-au...
Marina Nicolaev –Legătura vitală de la intim la exterioritatea imediată
de Nache Mamier Angela
Marina Nicolaev –Legătura vitală de la intim la exterioritatea imediată Eseu de Angela Nache Mamier Marina Nicolaev este o personalitate complexă, artist plastic, arhitect, responsabilă a unei...
Atlas Shrugged
de Ayn Rand
\"Ladies and gentlemen,\" said a voice that came from the radio receiver—a man\'s clear, calm, implacable voice, the kind of voice that had not been heard on the airwaves for years—\"Mr. Thompson...
Are you experienced?
de Jimi Hendrix
If you can just get your mind together uh-then come on across to me We\'ll hold hands and then we\'ll watch the sunrise From the bottom of the sea But first, are you experienced? Uh-have you ever...
Goblin Market
de Christina Rossetti
MORNING and evening Maids heard the goblins cry: \"Come buy our orchard fruits, Come buy, come buy: Apples and quinces, Lemons and oranges, Plump unpecked cherries- Melons and raspberries,...
An everlasting love
de Filip Ruxandra
It was the middle of the night when he first saw me. I was no bigger then 5 centimeters and I was looking into the mirror, dressed in my new little white dress. I didn’t realize till late that I was...
Sinucigasul
de Nikolai Erdman
Young man, do you think -- or I should say what do you think -- please don\'t interrupt me, just listen -- imagine that tomorrow at twelve noon you are going to take a revolver in your hand -- please...
Cyber Lesson Learned
de Ohm
A letter is being written for you. 10/26 Written in draft form, why? Because I know not what else to do? It is as cold here, in draft, as it is in my heart. My body chilled, by your absence. My mind...
Still...
de Crisan Iulian
Blood and mists Just silence… Eternal struggle between graves of time My lips are frozen My eyes, made of crystal I am made of nothing… I hear, but not your voice I see, but not your essence I feel,...
Postcard to The Past
de Ohm
The past... Wow, what can I say. All this soon will fade. All this will simply be fetilizer for the future. The past can\\\\\\\'t help but cry, and die... drowning in its own tears (and sometimes its...