"Strength" – 840 rezultate
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DDdiaconescu diana
"Though nothing can bring back the hour,of splendor in the grass, of glory in the flower, we will grieve not, but rather find strength in what remains behind." william wordsworth
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EDEmily Dickinson
Elizabeth Dickinson was born on December 10, 1830 in the quiet community of Amherst, Massachusetts, the second daughter of Edward and Emily Norcross Dickinson. Emily, Austin (her older brother) and her younger sister Lavinia were nurtured in a quiet, reserved family headed by their authoritative father Edward. Throughout Emily’s life, her mother was not "emotionally accessible," the absence of which might have caused some of Emily’s eccentricity. Being rooted in the puritanical Massachusetts of the 1800’s, the Dickinson children were raised in the Christian tradition, and they were expected to take up their father’s religious beliefs and values without argument. Later in life, Emily would come to challenge these conventional religious viewpoints of her father and the church, and the challenges she met with would later contribute to the strength of her poetry. The Dickinson family was prominent in Amherst. In fact, Emily’s grandfather, Samuel Fowler Dickinson, was one of the founders...
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MPMircea Pavelescu
Nepotul lui Cincinat Pavelescu, Mircea Pavelescu (n. 14 octombrie 1908 - d. 1980) a fost și el un poet român. Alături de Tașcu Gheorghiu și Virgil Teodorescu a fondat revista de avangardă ”Liceu”, dar influența acestei perioade e mai degrabă subtilă asupra poeziilor din volumul de debut ”Pasărea Paradisului”, volum caracterizat de G. Călinescu drept «o poezie fantezistă firească și grațioasă, adevărat jurnal de bord liric, străbătut de o ștrengărească melancolie». În acest volum se simte și influența lui J.M. Levet Outvards și Louis Brouquier. Mircea se apropie de epigramă și e de presupus că își încearcă pana și talentul în catrene adresate cel puțin unuia dintre dânșii. Rezultă o luptă epigramatică în care el trebuie să facă față singur săgeților trase de cei doi versați și deosebit de talentați înaintași ai săi, Cincinat Pavelescu și Ion Pavelescu. La 26.10.2002, orele 12, la Casa de cultură din Râmnicu Sărat și apoi – peste câteva ore - în Sala de ședințe de judecată a...
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GAGheorghe Azap
n. 26 iulie 1939, Ticvaniu Mic, jud. Caraș-Severin. Poet. Studii liceale. A exercitat diverse profesii: vopsitor, expeditor forestier, voiajor comercial, învățător suplinitor, pictor de firme, muncitor necalificat (1959-1971); revine în satul natal (1972). Colaborează la: „Caraș-Severinul literar și artistic", „Flamura", „Timpul", „Luceafărul", „Orizont", „Drapelul roșu", „România literară", „Semenicul", „Steaua", „Transilvania", „Tribuna" etc. Volume publicate: Maria - o caterincă zbuciumată, versuri, Timișoara, Editura Facla, 1975; Bocceluța cu plăpânde, versuri, București, Editura Albatros, 1977; Roxana, Roxana, Roxana, versuri, București, Editura Albatros, 1978; Ețetera, versuri, Timișoara, Editura Facla, 1979; Cântece ștrengărești, versuri, București, Cartea Românească, 1981; Cuib'șorul nostru de nicicând, versuri, Timișoara, Editura Facla, 1982; Ultimul exemplar, versuri, București, Cartea Românească, 1987; Vreo carte (Curriculum vitae), versuri, Timișoara, Editura Marineasa,...
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Love, Pain, Strength, Independance
de Cristina
Love..the kind that made me cry, That made me give everything up. Pain...the kind that made me die, That ripped through my soul with a dull blade. Strenght...the kind that put\'s me back on my feet,...
without you
de raluca
Without You You gave me strength to stand alone, You taught me how to reach my own, You tried to see into my soul, You found some things I\'d never know Without you... And now I\'m on my own again, I...
[Life - a lie with charming sadness]
de serghei esenin
Life - a lie with charming sadness That is where lies her strength And with her rought hand She writes the word of fate. Always, when I close my eyes, I say, \"Touch your heart and see, Life - a lie,...
ABSENCE ?.
de Stratulat Claudiu
ABSENCE sharpens love, presence strengthens it. Celor ce duc mai mult dorul, le pare mai dulce odorul.
Sonnet XXIII
de William Shakespeare
As an unperfect actor on the stage Who with his fear is put besides his part, Or some fierce thing replete with too much rage, Whose strength\'s abundance weakens his own heart. So I, for fear of...
Crow\'s Fall
de Ted Hughes
When Crow was white he decided the sun was too white. He decided it glared much too whitely. He decided to attack it and defeat it. He got his strength up flush and in full glitter. He clawed and...
Tonight\'s First Prayer
de Dan Waniek
Tonight, Lord, the sad moment just coming When I so crave Thy sweet presence... Amen. I beg You to drop some strength from Thy Word Just one or two sounds to watch me abroad, When my heart in exile...
Don’t you feel it?
de Florin DeRoxas
I am here to bring you pleasure, Your love to me is a pleasure, Don’t you feel it? You’re an angel in my eyes, Coming down right from the sky, Don’t you feel it? I’ve been waiting for you Beyond...
poezie.ro and its people
de Ohm
He created it. And in time he looked down and saw that it was good. \"I shall call this place \"poezie.ro\", in so much as it is a mixing of many sources, come together under me, to create a product...
Sonnet XXVIII
de William Shakespeare
How can I then return in happy plight, That am debarr\'d the benefit of rest? When day\'s oppression is not eased by night, But day by night, and night by day, oppress\'d? And each, though enemies to...
Sonnet XLIX
de William Shakespeare
Against that time, if ever that time come, When I shall see thee frown on my defects, When as thy love hath cast his utmost sum, Call\'d to that audit by advised respects; Against that time when thou...
Storm Fear
de Robert Frost
When the wind works against us in the dark, And pelts with snow The lowest chamber window on the east, And whispers with a sort of stifled bark, The beast, \'Come out! Come out!\'-- It costs no...
The Axe Helve
de Robert Frost
I\'ve known ere now an interfering branch Of alder catch my lifted axe behind me. But that was in the woods, to hold my hand From striking at another alder\'s roots, And that was, as I say, an alder...
To Earthward
de Robert Frost
Love at the lips was touch As sweet as I could bear; And once that seemed too much; I lived on air That crossed me from sweet things, The flow of- was it musk From hidden grapevine springs Down hill...
Sonnet LXVI
de William Shakespeare
Tired with all these, for restful death I cry, As, to behold desert a beggar born, And needy nothing trimm\'d in jollity, And purest faith unhappily forsworn, And guilded honour shamefully misplaced,...
Long hair, wrong hair
de Cristina Muntean
God damn, I said, ninge peste mine și eu bag de seamă șocată că părul meu nu mai e îndeajuns de lung pentru tine. I realize că te-ai schimbat, așa văd, și mă lași în ninsoare tu, adăpostul meu, cheia...