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Mircea BraslasuMB

Mircea Braslasu

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Dedicate these lyrics memory my son Valentin Catalin Brăslașu, the writing about his life from birth (28-10-1981) until death (08-07-2000), but after his death. This describes both his life and my life, but more strongly to the shock of finding veștii that my son died in a tragic car accident at age 18 years 8 months and 10 days shock from which I left with sequelae , traumatized throughout their lives. I am Brăslașu Mircea, born com.Sângeru, jud.Prahova. In 1979, on December 31, I married, from this marriage two children resulted: Valentin-Catalin-Adrian and Gabriel. In 1993 after 14 years of marriage I broke the exclusive fault of the former spouses. In the divorce we have been entrusted to educate and increase a child so-Catalin Valentin (it was 12 years) was heard by the court expressing its desire to remain with me, the fact that the account, and Gabriel (he had 6 years) was given his mother. After he finished vocational school (1999), Catalin's exam at the evening high school,...

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Munir MezyedMM

Munir Mezyed

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Jordanian poet and novelist whose work has been translated and published worldwide, in different languages. He studied in England and the USA. TITLES : Poetry Books: Lost Tablets Images in the Memory The Other Face of Hell Chapter from the Bible Home, love, prayer Aesthetic Contemplation Endymion's love poems Existentialism (in Arabic) Novels: Love and Hate (Junimea Publishing House, Iasi 2006) Bride of the Nile The Fall Plays: The Nun and the Prostitute

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Radu Contes

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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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Marius RădulescuMR

Marius Rădulescu

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PUBLISHED WORKS In anthologies: *The Buds of the Baragan, poetry, 1970 *The Taste of Roses, poetry, 1979 *Water Circles, poetry, 2002 *Faces in Bronze(vol.II), 2005 Coauthored: *Boutros Boutros- Ghali and Romania, political analysis, 1996 *A Laurel Leaf, biography, bilingual edition(Romanian- English), 1996 *13 - Sad Reality, poetry, bilingual edition(Romanian- French), 1998 Personal: *Accents, poetry, 1996 *The Analysis of the Soul, poetry, 2000 *Bucegi 2000, prose, 2000 *The Imperfect Past, poetry, bilingual edition (Romanian- French), 2000 *Appeal to Memory, poetry, CD release, 2003

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Frank O\'HaraFO

Frank O\'Hara

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Poetul Frank O'Hara (numele la nastere Francis Russel O'Hara) s-a născut la 27 martie 1926, in Baltimore, statul Maryland, Sua. A absolvit Universitatea la Michigan, unde obține distincția de "Hopwood Award" pentru poeyie. Între 1951 și 1956 trăiește la New York, fiind angajat al Muzeului de Artă Modernă și curator al expozițiilor. În jurul anilor '50 se alătură poeților John Ashbery și Kenneth Koch, conducători ai grupului cunoscut sub denumirea de "Poeții de la New York". Se stinge din viață la 25 iulie 1966. Printre oprele sale se numără: "Meditations in an Emergency" (1957); "Second Avenue" (1960); "Awake in Spain" (1960); "Lunch Poems" (1964); "Love Poems" (1965); "In Memory of my Feelings" (1967).

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Umberto SabaUS

Umberto Saba

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Umberto Saba (9 March 1883 - 26 August 1957) was the pseudonym of Italian poet and novelist Umberto Poli. His creative work was hampered by a life-long struggle with mental illness. Saba was born in Trieste, then a part of the Austro-Hungarian Empire. He had Italian citizenship through his father. His mother was Jewish. His father abandoned the family before Umberto was born, and his mother employed a Slovene nanny, Peppa Sabaz, to raise him. He became very attached to her, and revered her memory in his poetry. From 1903-1904, he attended the University of Pisa, where he studied archaeology, German, and Latin. In was in this period that he began to complain of a nervous disorder, which was to become more severe with time. Quitting school, Saba worked for a time as an apprentice and was a cabin-boy on a merchant ship. From 1907-1908 he served in the military in Salerno. He married Carolina Wölfler in 1909, and they had a daughter, Lina, the following year. By 1928, Saba was suffering...

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Elizabeth Bishop

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Elizabeth Bishop was an American poet and short-story writer. She was the Poet Laureate of the United States from 1949 to 1950, a Pulitzer Prize winner in 1956 and a National Book Award Winner for Poetry in 1970. Elizabeth Bishop House is an artists' retreat in Great Village, Nova Scotia dedicated to her memory. She is considered one of the most important and distinguished American poets of the 20th century.

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Craig RaineCR

Craig Raine

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Poet and critic Craig Raine was born on 3 December 1944 in Bishop Auckland, England, and read English at Exeter College, Oxford. He lectured at Exeter College (1971-2), Lincoln College, Oxford, (1974-5), and Christ Church, Oxford, (1976-9), and was books editor for New Review (1977-8), editor of Quarto (1979-80), and poetry editor at the New Statesman (1981). Reviews and articles from this period are collected in Haydn and the Valve Trumpet (1990). He became poetry editor at the London publishers Faber and Faber in 1981, and became a fellow of New College, Oxford, in 1991. He gained a Cholmondeley Award in 1983 and the Sunday Times Writer of the Year Award in 1998. He is founder and editor of the literary magazine Areté. His poetry collections include the acclaimed The Onion, Memory (1978), A Martian Sends a Postcard Home (1979), A Free Translation (1981), Rich (1984) and History: The Home Movie (1994), an epic poem that celebrates the history of his own family and that of his wife....

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mioara băluță

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Adrian ErbiceanuAE

Adrian Erbiceanu

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Adrian Erbiceanu s-a născut la 6 ianuarie 1941 în orașul București. Este absolvent al Liceului Militar „Dimitrie Cantemir”, Breaza, 1959; al Școlii Militare de Ofițeri, Pitești, 1962 și al Institutului Pedagogic din București, Facultatea de Filologie, Limba și literatura română, 1970. Locuiește în Montréal, Canada. Debutează în anul 1969 cu poezii și reportaje la reviste militare. Debutul editorial are loc în anul 2003 cu volumul de poeme „Confesiuni pentru două generații”, la editura Tribuna (Tipotrib) din Sibiu. Din iulie 2008 este cofondator și președinte al Asociației Scriitorilor de Limbă Română din Québec și director al Editurii ASLRQ. Din anul 2008 este membru al organizației culturale “Diversité artistique Montréal”. Volume publicate: Confesiuni pentru două generații, 101 poeme, Ed. Tipotrib, Sibiu, 2003, cu o postfață de Emil David, director al editurii Universității "Lucian Blaga"; Divina Tragedie, poem epic, Ed. Tipotrib, Sibiu, 2004, cu...

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Memory

de Iurcencu Teodora Ioana

Brightly the sun of summer shone Green fields and waving woods upon, And soft winds wandered by; Above, a sky of purest blue, Around, bright flowers of loveliest hue, Allured the gazer\'s eye. But...

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memory

de Daniela Bîrzu

// am o rochie fără mâneci, cu margini zdrențuite nici măcar tu nu știi cât de repede îmi bate inima. dar vezi că sunt o prințesă adevărată, nu-mi vând niciodată trupul, doar sufletul. părul meu se...

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memory card empty

de emilian valeriu pal

o conferință de presă un deputat ne vinde gogoși un lider de sindicat se pregătește de grevă avancronica unui meci cu echipa locală un hram printre sinistrați apoi un moment în care nimeni nu vede...

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memory card empty

de emilian valeriu pal

mi-a plăcut să cred despre mine că sînt un om care se mulțumește cu puțin ca să creadă că are mult care nu urcă un munte tocmai ca să nu aibă de unde să cadă niciodată nu voi putea lucra în...

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memory & battery

de Veronica Văleanu

“dar ah unde începe poezia-orificiu ea nu începe dar ah” – Oskar Pastior (parbrizul cu ceea ce înghite, luneta cu ce varsă. geamul lateral îmi strecoară printre degete) cauți un interval să mai...

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memory stick

de Alexandru Corneliu ENEA

Sunt și eu un memory stick care adun, și adun, și adun, prins de o nano-celulă a unui nano-neuron din creierul universului. Aștept să fiu descărcat când o vrea softul Lui, să mă pună în arhiva cu...

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Memory trick

de Traian Rotărescu

Și pe jumătate adormită sunt mai funcțională și folositoare decât alții, Îmi spuneai Și cumva mi-aducea aminte de afirmația lui De Sade că sexul fără durere e ca mâncarea fără gust. Nici eu nu pot să...

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No memory, no time to fall

de Ela Victoria Luca

s-a închis deodată fereastra am umeri de iarnă e noaptea întâi a fiecărei întâmplări ascunse fald cu fald ca o perdea de uitare ascult lumea ca peștele fără ape mă pierd cumva de la o mână la alta ca...

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Transporter - Memory Alpha

de petre ioan cretu

pentru că nu o mai recunosc pentru că nu mă mai cunosc cineva îmi dă un băț de chibrit aprins abia de apuc să zăresc un gând uneori un zâmbet alteori masa de scris dar de cele mai multe ori recunosc...

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flash memory

de Ancuta Morar

într-o pustietate ca în oricare colț de lume o fetiță stătea pe marginea unei gârle tristețea i se accentua cu fiecare orăcăit de broască ce imprima orelor un curs lasciv o tărăgănare nevrotică...

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