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Bebeisme-şi-şosete

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Bebeismul este definit ca lingușeală și gângureală

de sophie polansky

opinii_articole_interviuri

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Opinii, articole ?i interviuri

de Adina Ungur

JK

John Keats

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John Keats John Keats (October 31, 1795 – February 23, 1821) was one of the principal poets of the English Romantic movement. During his short life, his work received constant critical attacks from the periodicals of the day, though politics, rather than aesthetics, often dictated those opinions. By the mid-nineteenth century, however, audiences began to appreciate more fully the significance of the cultural change his work both presaged and helped to form. Elaborate word choice and sensual imagery characterize Keats' poetry. He often felt himself working in the shadow of past poets, particularly Milton and Spenser, and only towards the end of his life produced his most original and most memorable poems, including a series of odes that remain among the most popular poems in English. Oscar Wilde, the aestheticist non pareil was to later write: "[...] who but the supreme and perfect artist could have got from a mere colour a motive so full of marvel: and now I am half enamoured of the...

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Ioana Veronica Epure

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Născută pe 22 iunie 1988, am terminat liceul Traian din Constanța, profil mate-fizică. Studentă la Facultatea de Comunicare și Relații Publice "David Ogilvy" din cadrul SNSPA. Texte publicate în Informația Cernavodei (ziar local cernavodean), Adolescentul (suplimentul cotidianului Cuget Liber), revistele literare Agora și Tomis. Premiul "Tinere Condeie" 2004, 2005. Participare la festivalul Primăvara poeților, 2006. Membră a cenaclurilor literare Săgetătorul și Atlantis. Membră agonia.ro din iulie 2004. "I take a bottle of wine and I go drink it among the flowers. We are allways three ... counting my shadow and my friend, the shimmering moon. Happily, the moon knows nothing of drinking, and my shadow is never thirsty. When I sing, the moon listens to me in silence. When I dance, my shadow dances too. After all festivities the guests must depart. This sadness I do not know. When I go home, the moon goes with me and my shadow follows me." (Vangelis, "The Little Fete")

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Carla Ionita

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I am the damnedest creature! I make you think of the old story about Alexander the Great. He wept when there were no more worlds to conquerr. Will I weep when there are no more rules to break?

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adrian jigăranu

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25 iunie 1985 Are you a child of the free to be you and me generation And are you in tune with the world around you I am a child of the free to be you and me generation And I am with you in being in tune We shall bring change to this place Listen to the whistle of the planet twirlin through space Singin la la la la la la to the human race (she says) I believe I am the flower of life, the earth And the ocean oh oh I believe I feel the power of light, vibrate All around me oh oh I believe you are the children of the one great spirit, oh oh Are you a child of the free to be you and me generation And are you confused with the world around you I am a child of the free to be you and me generation And I am with you in being confused Children children can you hear it Listen to the riddle in the melody by great spirit Singin la la la la la la theres nothin to it (he says) I believe I am the flower of life, the air And the sunshine oh oh I believe I am the power of light, the motive For the...

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Viiu OctavianVO

Viiu Octavian

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I am more than meets the eye!

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Leia Skywalker

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I am LadyVader of Borg. You shall be assimilated, Resistance is futile. Poetry is irrelevant. *looks around at the people getting their guns* Ok! Ok! Glumeam!!!

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Alina Popescu

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City of birth: Bucharest I am a graduate of the Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures. My major was English. Currently I am a freelance translator. As of 2009, I work for the Embassy of Japan.

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andra nAN

andra n

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"it looks i've reached the crossroad.. remains of what i am still still waiting on the sidewalk to fill this peaceful day the burden of a choice my past dissolved..erased would you belive my world?"

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Cristina Toropu

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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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andra picincu

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I started to develop my skills relevant to the business field and PR when I worked as a virtual assistant and, later, as a journalist. My studies on public relations in marketing, advertising techniques and guidelines on various issues have been promoted by well known publications worldwide, including USA Today and HealthCare.com. I have degrees in human resources management, business communication, PR, Banking and Finances, business administration and certificates in trauma and stress management. I speak four languages and I’m motivated to do my best. I have the drive and motivation to do my very best every day. I dedicated my time to improve my skills and knowledge, achieving several degrees in business and communication, although I am very young. I have the best qualifications, being responsible, friendly, having good communication and interpersonal skills. I can handle people with high temper satisfactorily and I can work under pressure.

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I am the wind

de Dafina David

Tot ce ai luat pentru ei- credeai că ne faci un bine; ei noi noi noi noi nu gândim în urma noastră la cum să scuturăm pleava de pe crepuscul noi nu ne împărțim unul altuia pe noi: e o inocență a...

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I feel the wind

de buzoianu adriana

I feel the wind blowing in my hair, I feel an indefinite pain inside, It’s Christmas night and it’s not fair Just passing by this night divine. I feel the sea with all my heart, My colour...

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Starchildren

de Bruce Dickinson

I came from nothing before nothing began Broke the window of existence and became a man No sympathy for fools My star is black and burned I tilt towards the light I suck your souls into my might We...

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Poezia sufletului deschis

de Stefan Apostol

Poezia sufletului deschis Cand soarele straluceste peste noi, Aduti aminte de noi doi... Asculta vantul cum suna prin zapada te striga si mi-aduce mine de numele tau nu mai am somn:( nici eu asculta...

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In Tempore Senectutis

de Ezra Pound

When I am old I will not have you look apart From me, into the cold, Friend of my heart, Nor be sad in your remembrance Of the careless, mad-heart semblance That the wind hath blown away When I am...

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Dream

de Antemir Antonio Eduard

I listen how time passes And I choose beautiful words Which I lign up along the way destiny takes I am watching through the window of a bitter-sweet smile A mob of words awaits To sacrifice...

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Come to me

de bayar

Come to me to the darkest woods In the darkest place of the planet, Join me through the creeping trees That embrace me with their frozen branches. Search me in the reigning darkness While I watch...

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Inter-changeability

de Bobeica Razvan

Lakes of tar beneath my feet, Blazing lights cutting the sky. While I see my willow weep, In my mind I want to die. I am carried by the wind, Feel and taste are distant past. No more love or hate or...

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