"Stepping Backward" – 316 rezultate
0.01 secundeMeilisearchJohn Willy Kopperud
It\'s All Over Now, Baby Blue Bob Dylan You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last. But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast. Yonder stands your orphan with his gun, Crying like a fire in the sun. Look out the saints are comin\' through And it\'s all over now, Baby Blue. The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense. Take what you have gathered from coincidence. The empty-handed painter from your streets Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets. This sky, too, is folding under you And it\'s all over now, Baby Blue. All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home. All your reindeer armies, are all going home. The lover who just walked out your door Has taken all his blankets from the floor. The carpet, too, is moving under you And it\'s all over now, Baby Blue. Leave your stepping stones behind, something calls for you. Forget the dead you\'ve left, they will not follow you. The vagabond who\'s rapping at your door Is standing in the clothes that you...
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EKElizabeth Kim
Elizabeth Kim was born in Korea. Omma was killed by her brother and father ('honour killing') for the sin of sleeping with an American soldier and producing a mixed-race child, Elizabeth. There is no record of her birth or of her name. Dumped in a horrific orphanage in post-war Seoul, Kim was lucky to be adopted by a fundamentalist American family. But just as her American features doomed her in racist Korea, her Korean features served as a constant reminder that she wasn't good enough for her new all-white environment. Her mother had always told her that life was made up of ten thousand joys as well as ten thousand sorrows.
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KKKenneth Koch
Poetul, romancierul și scenaristul Kenneth Jay Koch s-a născut la 27 februarie 1925 în Cincinnati, Ohio, USA. După ce își face stagiul militar, în 1943, își începe studiile la Universitatea Harward, continuându-le la Columbia University. Timp de trei ani e rezident în Franța și Italia. În anii 1968 și 1969, Kenneth Koch inițiază un curs experimental în cadrul căruia încearcă să-i învețe pe copii să scrie poezie, inițiativă care se bucură de mult succes. Dintre volumele sale amintim: Days and Nights (1982) From the Air (1979) Ko: or, A Season on Earth (1959) On the Edge (1986) On the Great Atlantic Rainway: Selected Poems 1950–1988 (1994) One Train (1994) Permanently (1961) Poems (1953) Bertha, & other plays (1966) Poems from 1952 and 1953 (1968) Seasons on Earth (1987) Sleeping with Women (1969) Straits (1998) Thank You and Other Poems (1962) The Art of Love (1975) The Burning Mystery of Anna in 1951 (1979) The Duplications (1977) The Pleasures of Peace and Other Poems (1969) When the...
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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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de diana weisz
supranotă alegorică:10:15, personal note: It\'s fair to say I\'m stepping out on a limb, but I am on the edge and that\'s where it happens. (Pi) tu ai zis...ști ce-am realizat că sunt spirale și...
Voyeur
de Veronica Văleanu
o mare sală de cinema ecranul unea bouclé punctele succesiunii cu simț de corăbier (dubla 7) pe ultimul rând memoriile nu aveau ochi decât pentru senzațiile pudice pe care le sărutau pasional o...
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
de Robert Frost
Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow. My little horse must think it queer To stop without a...
STOPPING BY WOODS ON A SNOWY EVENING
de Robert Frost
Whose woods these are I think I know . His house is in the village though ; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow . My little horse must think is queer To stop without...
Maniac
de cantece celebre
Just a still town girl on a saturday night Lookin\' for the fight of her life In the real-time world no one sees her at all They all say she\'s crazy Locking rhythms to the beat of her heart Changing...
I always say
de Lia Miruna Dumitrache
So there we were, in hell. Burning programme’s nine to four – the perpetual thing is bogus cause there’s too many of us and they have to have shifts and besides they gotta cool the place down at...
Sonetul 86
de Cristian Vasiliu
Străbați în grabă străzile murdare Cu roțile de dragoste și ură, De parcă-aș fi, viclean, o fundătură În pragul răsăritului de soare. Întinde-mi punți și sapă-mă pe gură, Pe gâtul gol, pe brațe și...
Ah, vocabularul!(do you take sugar with that?)
de Nicoleta Stefanescu
sau cum se poate aplica (yeah!) legea pruteanu în sens invers și în traduceri libere de tot (like, you know, “Revenge of the Nerds”) Avem oră de “dirigenție”: directorul răcnește din toți rărunchii...
Selected strophes from Les Chants de Maldoror Translated by Dan Clore
de Comte de Lautreamont
Canto I: 6 You should let your fingernails grow for fifteen days. Oh! -- How sweet it is to brutally tear a youth with a hairless upper lip from his bed and, eyes wide open, pretend that you\'ll...
Shopping
de Ionuț Georgescu
ți-am cumpărat o lume de pe un site banal te rog mimeaza surpriza și nu folosi autocorrect-ul pe biletul cu dedicație e un ramburs nu trebuie să plătești nimic cu răspunsuri neagă orice orice...
Sleeping beauty
de alice drogoreanu
când mă vrei plutește un miros gălbui scorojit neclintit se sufocă pereți de carton hârtii de mătase milioane de picioare păroase aleg fire-n tăcere răsucesc dantelării perverse prin amintiri virgine...
(sleeping food)
de dan mihuț
rod somnolențele, strâng un laț în jurul somnului și îl ridic fără să mă trezesc, dâra de fum în care rotirea miroase a mâini zdrobite. venele dorm, poate au aceleași vise în care apar copii cu...
sleeping awake
de emilian valeriu pal
trag plapuma peste cap. nimic nu mă poate atinge sub această manta invizibilă. sub această membrană. în curînd se face cald. sufocant. trebuie să rezist dacă scot capul nu am nimic de văzut....
shopping vital
de Bogdan Laurențiu Moșneni
gânduri influențate nebahic beții olfactive, mental aruncate sub roțile tastelor strivite, împrăștiate pentru a se reuni ori de câte ori tind mai dispersate comunicând celorlalți întregul, reușind...
shopping, roz și 13
de dumitrita paladi
porți mereu haine curate pt a părea mai cinstit țoale scumpe pt a ți se acorda importanță cînd zici shopping ți se pare că îți miroase gura a trandafiri în ochi ți se reflectă viața în roz crezi în...
Sleeping Blues
de Florin Hulubei
Dimineața roșie îți bagă frigul în oase Peste cadavrul alb al orașului Norii varsă lacrimi reci și mărunte Scrijelești cu cheia pe ziduri Acolo pot fi gemetele celor dispăruți În hrube medievale de...