"Some leaves" – 13998 rezultate
0.02 secundeMeilisearchCristina Toropu
I was born in Tg-Jiu ( the beatiful place where people might admire Brancusi's monumental masterpieces), Romania. After getting my Master's degree in Mathematics from University of Bucharest and working for four years as Junior Assistant Professor in Romanian-American University, Bucharest, I decided to leave my country in order to study some more Mathematics. After spending two years in Montreal, Canada, I moved to USA where I am currently doing my Ph.D in Mathematics. Writing poems helps me convey ideas and feelings to other people. It happend that two short poems of mine, translated in French, got published in " North Texas World Literatures Review" Vol. 2, ETC... , run by the Foreign Language Department of UNT, Denton, TX, USA.
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daniel d marin
some literary prizes, included in some anthologies, cooperation with some cultural magazines, editor for the cultural magazine "Oglinda literară", where I initiated and brought into effect the column "niște tineri.ro" where I promoted the young literature including by first interviews of a few milenaristic young poets (2003-2007), chief editor of the Impact youth magazine (2000-2001)... that is in the past... and a few in the present: http://danieldmarin.wordpress.com/ http://danieldemarin.blogspot.com/
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zero nume
some other time ....it's so lonnnng ....u'll get bored
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CPCorina Gina Papouis
Warning! ..some texts may contain poetry http://wordsbycorina.blogspot.com
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RRexusthe1st
Hello all,, I hope you do enjoin reading some stuff, take care guys and GOD Bless you all.
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SPsimona plataga
hi, i would like to share with you some thoughts of mine.
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Anisia Mădălina Sara Trandafir
22.12.1982 / 21.09.1985 Well. It used to be some way. Now, it's just a little bit strange. But I cannot tell the difference!
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Nikolai Hristozov
Nikolay Dimitrov Hristozov (born 1931) is a Bulgarian writer and poet, with some 19 published books to his credit. His most well-known work is the novel Po diryata na bezsledno izcheznalite (On the Tracks of the Missing), which has been adapted into a miniseries of the same name. 1958 - Primele cântece 1965 - Stindardele n-au greutate 1966 - Nouăsprezece cântece despre Țvetan Zangov și unul despre noi 1969 - Veghe 1972 - A treia planetă 1975 - Tăcere rănită 1976 - Versuri alese
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HNHF Noyes
[[eng]] H.F. Noyes is from Oregon originally and practiced psychotherapy for 25 years. He has had seven books published worldwide. Some of his favorite writers include Frost, Basho, and Issa. He has won the Heron’s Nest award for some of his haiku. Heron’s Nest is a popular haiku magazine. Noyes currently is retired and living in Greece. [[/eng]]
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AHAldous Leonard Huxley
[[en]] Aldous Leonard Huxley was born on July 26, 1894, into a family that included some of the most distinguished members of that part of the English ruling class made up of the intellectual elite. Aldous' father was the son of Thomas Henry Huxley, a great biologist who helped develop the theory of evolution. His mother was the sister of Mrs. Humphrey Ward, the novelist; the niece of Matthew Arnold, the poet; and the granddaughter of Thomas Arnold, a famous educator and the real-life headmaster of Rugby School who became a character in the novel Tom Brown's Schooldays.Brave New World book cover Undoubtedly, Huxley's heritage and upbringing had an effect on his work. Gerald Heard, a longtime friend, said that Huxley's ancestry "brought down on him a weight of intellectual authority and a momentum of moral obligations." Throughout Brave New World you can see evidence of an ambivalent attitude toward such authority assumed by a ruling class. Like the England of his day, Huxley's Utopia...
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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...
THE GRIFFIN
de Alina Mihai
I took the path of silence and of black night The sunlit world was far behind me The grass swayed gently in the moonlight And trees were tall, and starry sky And yet all these I could not see. On...
Haiku și tanka
de Marian Nicolae TOMI
* ceaiul dă în foc - the tea is boiling - cu ochii pierduți pe câmp the eyes lost on the field închizând geamul closing the window * privind un lemn uscat – looking at a dry log - înflorind fără...
Scrisoarea IV - vers Engleza
de Mihai Eminescu
See the tall and lonely castle mirrored in the placid lake, \'Neath those waters does its shadow through the ages never wake, Silently above the pine-tress rise its ancient rampart stark, Throwing...
IReverSYBIL
de dorinMOLDOVEANU
FADE IN: INT. EMPTY ROOM: Nothing happens for about 10 minutes. INT. SAME ROOM, BUT NOW IS DECORATED WITH OLD NAKED MALES ON BEDS: UGLY OLD MALE: I always thought of my mum as a good woman. VERY UGLY...
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...
The Passionate Pilgrim
de William Shakespeare
I. WHEN my love swears that she is made of truth, I do believe her, though I know she lies, That she might think me some untutor\'d youth, Unskilful in the world\'s false forgeries. Thus vainly...
Athanasia
de Oscar Wilde
To that gaunt House of Art which lacks for naught Of all the great things men have saved from Time, The withered body of a girl was brought Dead ere the world\'s glad youth had touched its prime, And...
Laura
de Paul Valéry
Since dawn she has been with me, Laura, alone in a private sphere. Solitude I name this closed system where all things are alive. At this first hour I bank neither with my days nor with my nights,...
The Little Mermaid
de Radu Herinean
The Little Mermaid - - - - by Hans Christian Andersen Far out in the ocean, where the water is as blue as the prettiest cornflower, cornflower, and as clear as the purest glass. But it is very deep...