"Shallow" – 66 rezultate
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Sylvia Plath
Born to middle class parents in Jamaica Plain, Massachusetts, Sylvia Plath published her first poem when she was eight. Sensitive, intelligent, compelled toward perfection in everything she attempted, she was, on the surface, a model daughter, popular in school, earning straight A\'s, winning the best prizes. By the time she entered Smith College on a scholarship in 1950 she already had an impressive list of publications, and while at Smith she wrote over four hundred poems. Sylvia\'s surface perfection was however underlain by grave personal discontinuities, some of which doubtless had their origin in the death of her father (he was a college professor and an expert on bees) when she was eight. During the summer following her junior year at Smith, having returned from a stay in New York City where she had been a student ``guest editor\'\' at Mademoiselle Magazine, Sylvia nearly succeeded in killing herself by swallowing sleeping pills. She later described this experience in an...
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find me in the shallows
de Neagu Raluca
când momentul de tremur apare nu mai am nimic de făcut decât să trag jaluzelele precipitat și să mă ascund cât mai bine în spatele cuvintelor care nu-mi mai aparțin. fericirii îi este frică de mine...
A morning of Rose
de doris
A morning of Rose In dreams a flower forms the light of dawn And, as it follows, sends down to all of us An image left so shallow. It is a glimpse Of gilded summer in nights of winter grey`n blue It...
Best wishes
de Crisan Iulian
You were my greatest deceit And my treason was me, then I thought of you to be more, Much more than I could ever imagine. I kept looking for you among the stars On a shallow sky, and so I failed To...
Goodbye
de Dafina David
Goodbye gets white pesos - \'frighten me, alopat în striațiile parchetului. Ferestrele le deschid cu fiecare ușoară întindere a mâinilor înainte. Goodbye gets lurk, shallows of the sound, alopate ca...
All that I might be
de Florea Ana-Maria
I am a sheet of paper, Dropping out of a book, Leaving words behind, Never to return to them. My song is that of the wind, Disturbing letters in a text. I\'ll be waiting, Down here, Never to raise...
Nothing
de Crisan Iulian
I did have nothing when I came And so shall I take nothing when I go I was myself, with me… and all And I’ll be nothing nevermore A crow was I, I flew through life I had but me, and nothing more I...
Sonnet LXXX
de William Shakespeare
O, how I faint when I of you do write, Knowing a better spirit doth use your name, And in the praise thereof spends all his might, To make me tongue-tied, speaking of your fame! But since your worth,...
why she swallows bullets and stones
de Ioana Petcu
eram un compresor care trece pe un cîmp mare trupuri de martiri nemișcate pe jos o doamnă în negru îndepărtat cîntă la violoncel privește în pămînt iar eu înaintez încet apoi te sun să-mi fie mai...
the three shadows
de dan mihuț
o gentlemen swallow your prayers because the wind makes a mockery of men your soul becomes a fish you swim in idle waters and drink other fishes piss your soul feeds on fish on piss, puss and men who...
Jilted
de Sylvia Plath
My thoughts are crabbed and sallow, My tears like vinegar, Or the bitter blinking yellow Of an acetic star. Tonight the caustic wind, love, Gossips late and soon, And I wear the wry-faced pucker of...
Ritual
de Cristina Davidescu
un priap de fals zeu înfundând gura lumii sacadat sufocând-o ca o toacă bătută în zadar I swallow scrie pe tricoul ei mulat pe sfârcurile reci nu mai curge decât sămânță neagră înflorind în carotide...
personal indifference
de Alina
I will light the match this mornin', so I won't be alone Watch as he lies silent, for soon night will be gone I will stand arms outstretched, pretend I'm free to fly I will make my way, through, one...
Black Eleven
de Andrei Dumitrescu
Smile ! Your smile is pure, Is full of light is empty of the tiredness that consumes us all in hipocrizy: Burning flag of the lost patiance: Here we are pretending to smile Pretending to cry...
Waiting
de Robert Frost
Afield at dusk What things for dream there are when specter-like, Moving amond tall haycocks lightly piled, I enter alone upon the stubbled filed, From which the laborers\' voices late have died, And...
Crochiu
de George Lână
Ca un burghez aștept să îmi treci mâna prin păr însă tu răvășită și în criză de timp mă țintuiești cu privirea și îmi strângi criminal respirația-n ușă în vreme ce pe lângă castani vântul trece în...
First Day at School
de Roger McGough
A millionbillionwillion miles from home Waiting for the bell to go. (To go where?) Why are they all so big, other children? So noisy? So much at home they Must have been born in uniform Lived all...
pseudo-poems of a zen master
de Alina Manole
1 johnny cash hurt michael andrews gary jules mad world david\'s song dana scrie după un tablou de sorin popa 2 a man is a person come from nowhere as waves and colours melting a virtual sky 3 pe...
Stupid thoughts
de Adela Setti
just take a look străzile sunt niște pișcoturi înmuiate în ceaiul zorilor se înșiruie prin orașul ca o cutie cu dungi verticale trecătorii gustă din mers cumințenia zilelor absorb uneori frumusețea...