"Morning After" – 342 rezultate
0.02 secundeMeilisearchOana Cristache
"I'm longing to dive into the sea of tranquillity and drown in it to feel what I never felt before... freedom" (Lacrimas Profundere, albumul"And the wings embraced us",piesa "Autumn morning", 1996)
6 poezii, 0 proze
Bianca Solonariu
Fall in love and stay in love. Write only what you love, and love what you write. The key word is love. You have to get up in the morning and write something you love, something to live for. Absolventa a Seminarului Teologic Cuv. Paraschateva, -Agapia-Neamt, promotia 2003; Absolventa a Universitatii Al.I. Cuza -Iasi, Facultatea de Economie si Administrarea Afacerilor, promotia 2007;
1 poezii, 0 proze
SCSamuel Taylor Coleridge
Samuel Taylor "Estese" Coleridge (1772-1834) Samuel Taylor Coleridge was born in Ottery St. Mary on 21 October 1772, youngest of the ten children of John Coleridge, a minister, and Ann Bowden Coleridge. He was often bullied as a child by Frank, the next youngest, and his mother was apparently a bit distant, so it was no surprise when Col1 ran away at age seven. He was found early the next morning by a neighbor, but the events of his night outdoors frequently showed up in imagery in his poems (and his nightmares) as well as the notebooks he kept for most of his adult life. John Coleridge died in 1781, and Col was sent away to a London charity school for children of the clergy. He stayed with his maternal uncle2. Col was really quite a prodigy; he devoured books and eventually earned first place in his class. His brother Luke died in 1790 and his only sister Ann in 1791, inspiring Col to write "Monody," one of his first poems, in which he likens himself to Thomas Chatterton3. Col was...
22 poezii, 0 proze
HMHector Hugh Munro
Saki (1870-1916) este pseudonimul lui Hector Hugh Munro Scotianul Hector Hugh Munro si-a publicat articolele si povestirile sub pseudonimul Saki, inspirat poate de paharnicul lui Omar Kayyam. Considerat un maestru al prozei scurte, deseori comparat cu O. Henri si Dorothy Parker, Saki a fost un critic al epocii eduardiene , de cele mai multe ori intr-un stil macabru si crud. A fost crescut de matusile lui, care nu de multe ori au folosit si metode mai dure de a-l educa; sursa de inspiratie pentru personajele lui de mai tarziu.. A fost politist, jurnalist la Westminster Gazette, Daily Express, Bystander, Morning Post si Outlook, corespondent al ziarului Morning Post in Balcani iar, la izbucnirea primului razboi mondial, s-a inrolat in armata cu toate ca depasise varsta. Desi de multe ori ranit si inapt sa lupte s-a incapatanat sa ramana pe front unde a si murit impuscat. Se spune ca ultimele lui cuvinte au fost : \"Put that damned cigarette out!\" Dupa moartea lui, sora sa i-a distrus...
1 poezii, 0 proze
GSGrig Salvan
Nascut în Nimigea de Sus, Bistrita-Nasaud, Transilvania, Romania, liceul "George Coșbuc din Nasaud, Facultatea de filosofie-istorie, Universitatea din Bucuresti, actualmente profesor de filosofie la liceul Grigore Moisil din Bistrita, scriu poezie, proza, eseu filosofic inca din adolescenta, am publicat sporadic prin diverse reviste literare si neliterare,am cistigat unele concursuri literare nereprezentative, n-am publicat nici un volum, inca...dar - poate - inca nu-i prea tirziu... în paralel, creator de muzica instrumentala pe sintetizator... dincolodestele@yahoo.com My music: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RVxwytnmR70 Grig Salvan – Just for You https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PMViOwure9s Grig salvan – Goodbye https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RSI4xk6aGYE Grig Salvan – Far from You https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XMPh7ZJVYpY Grig Salvan – My Morning Star https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZcE-T3znFsI Grig Salvan – Dreaming of You...
339 poezii, 0 proze
Jazz Night - the Morning after...
de cristina minea
Scenografii imaginare pe note îmbufnate de blues Vârful limbii îmbătat de aburul cafelei Emoții de zori înfofoliți în sticlă Mirosul mâinilor tale pe inima mea
Adela, te mananca pielea !
de Andrei Dumitrescu
Nu-ti imagina doar pentru ca m-ai vazut o data... ...of, mereu tu crezi ca stii totul... Nu-ti inchipui ca sunt intocmai cum am lasat sa se creada, nu am varsta, cuget, dorinte, mansarda la casa de...
save a prayer
de Cristian Oravitan
„timpul dumneavoastra a expirat”, ne-a soptit anestezistul. cand mi’am smuls bandajele ferfenita am vazut rana. ma taiasei cu cioburi din clepsidra pe cand cautai clipa. (incerc sa leg niste versuri...
Daisy Duck and The Chit | Chat Society.
de Andrei Nicolescu
Cheers to you și cinste la Taximetriștii mei – niște bibelouri la casa omului. + un apropou la Taxidermia (Der Ausstopfer), http://uk.imdb.com/title/tt0410730/ un film franco/ austriaco/ bozgor, gras...
The Tuft of Flowers
de Robert Frost
I went to turn the grass once after one Who mowed it in the dew before the sun. The dew was gone that made his blade so keen Before I came to view the levelled scene. I looked for him behind an isle...
Fishermen Know Better
de Poietul Gării de Vest
Last nigh I was surrounded by a bluish hue How will the morning look? ...that was the riddle But as the day returned (you seem surprised it's true) The red slashed through the blue.. right in the...
Dimineața e pentru Rouă
de Emily Dickinson
Dimineața e pentru Rouă - Grîul - pentru Amiezi fierbinți - Pentru flori - lumina seerii - Iar Apusul - pentru Prinți! (traducere Ileana Mihai-Ștefănescu) Morning - is the place for Dew - Corn - is...
Dracula
de Bram Stoker
DRACULA (1897) written by Bram Stoker Chapter 1 - Jonathan Harker\'s Journal 3 May. Bistriz. Left Munich at 8:35 P.M., on 1st May, arriving at Vienna early next morning; should have arrived at 6:46,...
Mad Song
de William Blake
The wild winds weep And the night is a-cold; Come hither, Sleep, And my griefs infold: But lo! the morning peeps Over the eastern steeps, And the rustling birds of dawn The earth do scorn. Lo! to the...
TAKE THIS WALTZ
de Leonard Cohen
now in Vienna are ten pretty women there\'s a shoulder where death comes to cry there\'s a lobby with nine hundred windows there\'s a tree where the doves go to die there\'s a piece that was torn...
The Star-Splitter
de Robert Frost
`You know Orion always comes up sideways. Throwing a leg up over our fence of mountains, And rising on his hands, he looks in on me Busy outdoors by lantern-light with something I should have done by...
Portrait of a Lady
de T.S. Eliot
Thou hast committed— Fornication: but that was in another country, And besides, the wench is dead. The Jew of Malta. I AMONG the smoke and fog of a December afternoon You have the scene arrange...
Jazz-ul și blues-ul sunt coloanele sonore ale vieții! (I)
de Ghinea Nouras Cristian
Născut la Oradea la 30 august 1965, A.G. Weinberger este o personalitate marcantă muzicală, recunoscut pe ambele maluri ale Atlanticului. Despre A.G. Weinberger, marele cântăreț de blues B.B. King...
The Matrix
de Andrei Dumitrescu
Classes, hours streets... The VETO right over sunrise, heads of concrete... As water takes the shape of the vase, So does man take the elaborate shape of the maze in its underscored power. Witness to...
The Death of the Hired Man
de Robert Frost
Mary sat musing on the lamp-flame at the table Waiting for Warren. When she heard his step, She ran on tip-toe down the darkened passage To meet him in the doorway with the news And put him on his...