"Midnight Story" – 73 rezultate
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DIDorotea-Laura Ianc
M-am nascut la 17 noiembrie 1986, la Oradea. Am absolvit ciclul primar intre anii 1994-1998, la Scoala cu clasele I-VIII 'Andrei Muresanu', din localitate. Prima mea'creatie'am scris-o in clasa a treia(era un fel de basm-'Fat-Frumos cu ochiul de panseluta', de 4!!!capitole, fara nici o linie de dialog...) Gimnaziul l-am absolvit la Colegiul National'Mihai Eminescu', la o clasa cu predare intensiva engleza si am ramas tot aici la liceu, alegand profilul de bilingv-engleza. Am inceput sa scriu mai mult de pe la inceputul clasei a9-a, cand ma indragostisem iremediabil(cel putin, asa credeam eu pe atunci...) de un coleg de clasa. Nu imi pot defini stilul, nu prea am un model dupa care sa ma inspir, si un fapt pe care mi-l reprosez extrem de mult e ca nu citesc suficient. M-as bucura daca asa-zisele mele opere ar fi considerate postmoderne, cu toate ca simt ca multe ar mai trebui cizelate, in timp ce altele sunt poate prea cuminti si seci ca sa apartina curentului. Abia astept sa pot citi...
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Susan Howe
Susan Howe was born in 1937 in Boston, Massachusetts. She is the author of several books of poems and two volumes of criticism. Her most recent poetry collections are The Midnight (New Directions, 2003), The Europe of Trusts (2002), Pierce-Arrow (1999), Frame Structures: Early Poems 1974-1979 (1996), The Nonconformist\'s Memorial (1993), The Europe of Trusts: Selected Poems (1990), and Singularities (1990). Her books of criticism are The Birth-Mark: Unsettling the Wilderness in American Literary History (1993), which was named an \"International Book of the Year\" by the Times Literary Supplement, and My Emily Dickinson (1985). Her work also has appeared in Anthology of American Poetry, edited by Cary Nelson (Oxford University Press, 1999); Moving Borders: Three Decades of Innovative Writing by Women, edited by Mary Margaret Sloan (1998); and Poems for the Millennium, Volume 2, edited by Pierre Joris and Jerome Rotherberg (1998). She has received two American Book Awards from the...
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ITIoan Tițian
Prenume: Ioan Nume: Tițian email: maa_eendo@yahoo.com Photo: by Me ... 1 Does the Eagle know what is in the pit? 2 Or wilt thou go ask the Mole? 3 Can Wisdom be put in a silver rod? 4 Or Love in a golden bowl? (by W. Blake) ... I ne'er was struck before that hour With love so sudden and so sweet. Her face it bloomed like a sweet flower And stole my heart away complete. My face turned pale, a deadly pale. My legs refused to walk away, And when she looked what could I ail My life and all seemed turned to clay. And then my blood rushed to my face And took my eyesight quite away. The trees and bushes round the place Seemed midnight at noonday. I could not see a single thing, Words from my eyes did start. They spoke as chords do from the string, And blood burnt round my heart. Are flowers the winter's choice Is love's bed always snow She seemed to hear my silent voice Not love appeals to know. I never saw so sweet a face As that I stood before. My heart has left its dwelling place And can...
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Louis Jenkins
Louis Jenkins’ poems have been published in a number of literary magazines and anthologies, including The Best American Poetry 1999 (Scribner, 1999) and Great American Prose Poems (Scribner, 2003). His books of poetry include An Almost Human Gesture (1987), All Tangled Up With the Living (1991), Nice Fish: New and Selected Prose Poems(1995), winner of the Minnesota Book Award, Just Above Water(1997), The Winter Road(2000) and Sea Smoke(2004). His most recent books are North of the Cities (2007), European Shoes (2008) and Before You Know It: Prose Poems 1970-2005(2009) all published by Will o’ the Wisp Books. Mr. Jenkins was awarded two Bush Foundation Fellowships for poetry, a Loft-McKnight fellowship, and was the 2000 George Morrison Award winner. Louis Jenkins has read his poetry on A Prairie Home Companion and was a featured poet at the Geraldine R. Dodge Poetry Festival in 1996 and at the Aldeburgh Poetry Festival, Aldeburgh, England in 2007. Louis Jenkins is one of the...
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Midnight Story
de Laurentiu Nicolae
Barul era aproape pustiu. Nu mai rămăseseră decât muzicienii, împachetându-și plictisiți instrumentele, și câțiva insomniaci aliniați regulamentar lângă tejghea. Și noi. \"Încă o bere. Tu mai vrei...
The Need of Being Versed in Country Things
de Robert Frost
The house had gone to bring again To the midnight sky a sunset glow. Now the chimney was all of the house that stood, Like a pistil after the petals go The barn opposed across the way, That would...
The Grey Monk
de William Blake
`I die, I die!\' the Mother said, `My children die for lack of bread. What more has the merciless tyrant said?\' The Monk sat down on the stony bed. The blood red ran from the Grey Monk\'s side, His...
Dracula
de Bram Stoker
Chapter 7 - Cutting from \"the Dailygraph\". (Pasted in Mina Murray\'s Journal.) From a Correspondent. 8 August. Whitby One of the greatest and suddenest storms on record has just been experienced...
I\'m
de Andrei Dumitrescu
I am the winter I am the snow, I am the splinter in the wings of John Doe, I am the sky, I am the moon the light of the thunder, the scent of the walls breaking into perfume, I am the smile, the last...
Midnight poem
de Ionut G.
Plimbare de seară cu sufletul desperecheat urmărind pașii nimănui din spatele meu ritmic, la fel ca bătăile unei inimi atât de puternice încât se aud frunzele căzând a sfârsit de lume...
Midnight Blues
de Florin Hulubei
de cele mai multe ori e bine să taci să înfășori puținele clipe de liniște care te mai înconjoară cu o delicatețe calculată fără a mai cere nimic trupului și creierului pentru a vedea cum trece...
Midnight fantasy
de Lorena
Shadows danced in the night staggering with velvet rain drops… Hello there, the shadow from my nightmare… u’r still crawling in wind and dust and you look at me so scared, so lonely, with nobody to...
Midnight Star
de dan david
La Santa Monica Seara e frumoasă ca o idilă. Briza, mângâiere din Sud, Urcă leneșă dinspre Pacific Pe străzile întrețesute ca un grătar. După câteva ceasuri de căutări Cocoțat pe rafturile de sus,...
midnight caller
de Cătălin Al DOAMNEI
chiar și proba reamintirii este irelevantă în fața clipei fatale te afli pe un avion cu aripa în derivă singurul pilot care mai poate salva lumea de virusul apatiei colective mi te revăd în hăinuța...
october midnight blue
de Virgil Titarenco
cerul mușcă leneș golul ferestrei aceleași nopți nesfîrșite aceleași umbre imunde luna doar se ascunde pudic văduvă inconștientă într-o eclipsă demodat de rotundă nimeni nu mai are nevoie de ea nici...
Lady Midnight
de Alina Manole
suntem din ce în ce mai puțini altcineva trece în locuirile mă întrebi cât mai e întreținerea lunii și dacă mai bate liniștea în aceeași fereastră socialistă nu îmi plac sefeurile strategia...
A midnight train
de Emil Iliescu
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Tai Pei
de Ana
Midnight. Blackest sky Outside my window I can see A stranger people Walking the streets. But this is not my home. I am a the stranger here With no language,but my pen. I have no Lover, Only my pen...
Cateva poezii
de Nikita. V
Midnight,the town and the remorse. Waiting for the sleep to come Hearing the sleepy city moan Something doesn\'t seem okay Something doesn\'t appear secure Hearing the lunatics shout While trying to...
Epilogue
de Robert Browning
At the midnight in the silence of the sleep-time, When you set your fancies free, Will they pass to where--by death, fools think, imprisoned-- Low he lies who once so loved you, whom you loved so,...