"Savage awaken" – 120 rezultate
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SNSchonthal Nicolae
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DMdan marius
"Well, I've been a disclaimer for twenty-four years Poor mother drowned in a pillow of tears Im well known in story, famous in song The black sheep, the blemish, the one who went wrong The black sheep, the blemish, the one who went wrong My crime is discomfort, my mind ill at ease Old crow on my shoulder, my favorite disease My siblings, my rivals might tend to my wake Grieve me not brothers, I was mother's mistake Grieve me not brothers, I was mother's mistake And all the grand expectations of an epic of wealth Leave me long to crawl back to the womb Well, I've tasted your grace, placed it back on the shelf Drag your pedigree wives to your tomb Drag your pedigree wives to your tomb Well, I came from this city, a victim of peace But I've grown far too filthy to attend to the feast So I'll take to the hills to live savage and free I don't need nobody, nobody needs me I don't need nobody, nobody needs me" http://www.obliothedagger.blogspot.com/
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RMRoger McGough
Roger Joseph McGough CBE (born 9 November 1937) is a well-known English performance poet. He presents the BBC Radio 4 programme Poetry Please and records voice-overs for commercials, as well as performing his own poetry regularly. He is a Fellow of Liverpool John Moores University and a member of the Executive Council of the Poetry. Poetry Summer with Monika 1967 Watchwords Cape, 1969 After The Merrymaking Cape, 1971 Out of Sequence Turret Books, 1972 Gig Cape, 1973 Sporting Relations Eyre Methuen, 1974 In the Glassroom Cape, 1976 Mr Noselighter André Deutsch, 1976 Frinck, A Life in the Day of, and Summer with Monika: Poems Joseph, 1978 Holiday on Death Row Cape, 1979 Unlucky for Some Bernard Stone, 1980 Waving at Trains Cape, 1982 Crocodile Puddles New Pyramid Press, 1984 Melting into the Foreground Viking, 1986 Noah's Ark Dinosaur, 1986 Worry Toni Savage, 1987 Counting by Numbers Viking Kestrel, 1989 Selected Poems, 1967-1987 Cape, 1989 You at the Back: Selected Poems, 1967-87 Cape,...
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CSCécile Sauvage
Cécile Sauvage, fille aînée de trois enfants de Marie Jolivet et de Prosper Sauvage, professeur d’histoire et de géographie, naît le 20 juillet 1883 à La Roche-sur-Yon. Elle épouse Pierre Messiaen le 8 septembre 1907 dans l’église de Sieyes, un faubourg de Digne où habitent ses parents. Ils auront deux enfants, Alain, (poète) et Olivier Messiaen, (musicien), qu'elle éleva, selon ce dernier, dans un « univers féerique ». Elle décède le 26 août 1927. Sa poésie est très proche de la nature et on a surnommé Cécile Sauvage, la « poétesse de la maternité ». Bernanos, dans un bref hommage, dira d’elle : « L’œuvre de Cécile Sauvage est pure. Mais d’une pureté vivante, pure comme une vie pure, avec on ne sait quelle douce malice agreste, et parfois, tout à coup, le brusque écart d’une ombrageuse fierté… ». En 2002, les Éditions de la Table Ronde ont publié les Œuvres complètes de Cécile Sauvage avec une excellente introduction de Claude-Jean Launay. Œuvre poétique -Tandis que la terre tourne,...
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WAWilliam Austin
William Austin (1778–1841) was an American author and lawyer, most notable as the creator of the Peter Rugg stories published in the New England Galaxy in 1824–1827. Austin's stories, constructed as long letters signed with the name Jonathan Dunwell, presented the Rugg story as a long-standing New England legend, about a strong and obstinate man who got lost in a thunderstorm in 1770 and wandered the roads ever afterwards. Austin was born in 1778 in Lunenburg, Massachusetts, where his family had fled after the British burned down their Charlestown house during the Battle of Bunker Hill. He was educated at Harvard College and Lincoln's Inn, London. He married twice, fought one duel with pistols, and had fourteen children. As a young man he served as Unitarian chaplain aboard the USS Constitution. After the Constitution captured a French ship, the salvage proceedings brought Austin $200 and the acquaintance of Alexander Hamilton, who helped the young man begin his legal studies in...
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AHAnne Hébert
Anne Hébert, August 1, 1916- January 22, 2000) of Sainte-Catherine-de-Fossambault, Quebec was a Canadian author and poet. Hébert's "Les Songes en Éguilabre", 1942, was her first collection of poems published. Hébert was affiliated with Canada's first film bureau. She worked for Radio Canada, Film Board of Canada and National Film Board of Canada during the 1950s. Hébert was a cousin of Hector de Saint-Denys Garneau. Hébert moved to Paris in the mid 1950s. She returned to Canada in the 1990s. Her last novel "Un Habit de lumière" was published in 1998. Hébert died of cancer of the bone, 22 January 2000, in Montreal Poetry Les songes en equilibre - (1942) Le tombeau des rois (The Tomb of the Kings) - (1953) Poèmes (Poems) - (1960) Selected Poems - (1987) Le jour n'a d'égal que la nuit (Day Has No Equal But the Night) - (1992) Poèmes pour la main gauche - (1997) Theater La Mercière assassinée Le temps sauvage - (1956) La cage suivi de L'île de la demoiselle - (1990) Film scripts...
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The tomb of Charles Baudelaire
de Stéphane Mallarmé
The buried temple through the sewer\'s dark Sepulchral mouth that drools out mud and rubies Reveals abominably some god Anubis His whole snout blazing with a savage bark Or should the new gas twist...
Nights in Melbourne
de Bianca
FADE IN EXT. RANDOM LANDSCAPE– DAY (BACKGROUND MUSIC: SAVAGE GARDEN- TRULY MADLY DEEPLY) The sun sets. The clouds are moving slowly, covering big parts of the sky. CHRISTIE V.O. Dear diary, I don’t...
Poezie de azi
de Andrei Dumitrescu
triunghiul isi are bisectoarea in inaltimi de piatra agatata. astept secunda cu clepsidra gata s-o agat. sunt gata! trimite-ti-mi-o! mamuca sta pe margine. isi asculta cu uriasa atentie bataile...
Mending Wall
de Robert Frost
Something there is that doesn\'t love a wall, That sends the frozen ground swell under it, And spills the upper boulders in the sun; ANd makes gaps even two can pass abreast. The work of hunters is...
PARADISE LOST -- Book VII
de John Milton
Book VII Descend from Heaven, Urania, by that name If rightly thou art called, whose voice divine Following, above the Olympian hill I soar, Above the flight of Pegasean wing! The meaning, not the...
From Paracelsus
de Robert Browning
I TRUTH is within ourselves; it takes no rise From outward things, whateer you may believe. There is an inmost centre in us all, Where truth abides in fullness; and around, Wall upon wall, the gross...
sauvage
de Ela Victoria Luca
trec prin tine ca printr-un oraș fără intersecții străzi paralele chipuri desfigurate de violență mă chircesc o secundă îmi e sete mă cufund sub pleoapele tale beau lacom până când sarea se așterne...
salage en cours
de emilian valeriu pal
îmi făcusem un obicei să-mi petrec zilele negre pe cîte un aeroport trăgeam după mine un geamantan de un albastru marin și o dungă portocalie mirosea a pastrama pe care i-o dădusem fratelui e bună mă...
sauvage uneori
de silviu viorel păcală
fiecare zi miroase altfel mai întâi am zburat într-un avion mic pe un cer ros de sentimente pe dinăuntru împrejurul tău despre chestiune inchiziția simțurilor sau cam așa ceva nu am avut curaj să...
Sauvage
de Ancuta Morar
mă bandajez la cap cu o pădure exotică din fauna ei îmi aleg cele mai frumoase animale de sacrificiu în gândurile mele altarul se macină rămân doar icnetele de ritual ale băștinașilor să îmi înfunde...
impression sauvage
de Ela Victoria Luca
degeaba iei lucrurile în derizoriu, țesătura asta subțire care acoperă doar primul bărbat se pierde un altul nu poate exista înainte sau după ruptură imposibil de ales cum să iubești când nu ești...
mes lèvres ont le goût dʼun fruit sauvage
de Daniela Luminita Teleoaca
știu nu-i prea confortabil în preajma mea habar n-am avut eu vreodată ce-i aia femeie înduplecată de-aici teama lucrurilor de mine supunerea decizia lor de a exista silențios și onest până la...
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de Gelu Bogdan Marin
... această primăvară sauvage sur les grand boulevards orgolioasă mireasmă mă leagă cu viclenie de privirea ta grea pedeapsă pentru mugurii sînilor cînd mi se vor opune o tulburare încinsă îmi...
Un marinar te-mbie cu miere și cu lapte
de Mircea Florin Șandru
Istoria-și alege sergenții din savane, Þine cizmarul sceptrul de purpură și plumb, Ziua se-mpodobește cu stambe și cartoane Cadavrele se-aruncă, în taină, în porumb. Un sol friabil, umed, se mișcă...