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WHWilhelm Hauff
Wilhelm Hauff (November 29, 1802 – November 18, 1827) was a German poet and novelist. Wilhelm Hauff was born in Stuttgart, the son of August Friedrich Hauff, a secretary in the ministry of foreign affairs, and Hedwig Wilhelmine Elsaesser Hauff. He was the second of four children. Young Hauff lost his father when he was seven years old, and his early education was practically self-gained in the library of his maternal grandfather at Tübingen, where his mother had moved after the death of her husband. In 1818 he was sent to the Klosterschule at Blaubeuren, and in 1820 began to study at the University of Tübingen. In four years he completed his philosophical and theological studies at the Tübinger Stift. On leaving the university, Hauff became tutor to the children of the famous Württemberg minister of war, General Baron Ernst Eugen von Hugel (1774-1849), and for them wrote his Märchen (fairy tales), which he published in his Märchen almanach auf das Jahr 1826 (Fairytale Almanac of...
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JTJames Thurber
Born: 8 December 1894 Birthplace: Columbus, Ohio Death: 2 November 1961 (complications from a stroke) Best Known As: Author of The Secret Life of Walter Mitty Thurber\'s witty short stories and lumpy cartoons were a popular mainstay of The New Yorker magazine in the 1930s and 1940s. A Midwestern boy with an urbane twist, Thurber mixed comical reminiscences of his Ohio childhood with wry observations on modern times and the battle of the sexes. (His best-known story is The Secret Life of Walter Mitty, the tale of a henpecked husband who escapes into heroic daydreams.) Thurber\'s funny, loopy, absurdist cartoons featured men, women, dogs and other strange animals. He was by turns hilarious and melancholy, and his darker nature seemed to come out in stories and cartoons about husbands and wives: the wives often domineering and sarcastic, the husbands harried or bitterly triumphant. Like Mark Twain, Thurber became increasingly morose in his last decade, although he continued to write...
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JJJoseph Jacobs
Joseph Jacobs (29 August 1854 - 30 January 1916) was a literary and Jewish historian. He was a writer for the Jewish Encyclopaedia and a notable folklorist, creating several noteworthy collections of fairy tales. Jacobs was born in Sydney,Australia, the son of John and Sarah Jacobs. He was educated at Sydney Grammar School and at the University of Sydney, where he won a scholarship for classics, mathematics and chemistry. He did not complete his studies in Sydney, but left for England at the age of 18 and entered St John's College, Cambridge. He graduated B.A. in 1876, and in 1877 studied at the University of Berlin. He was secretary of the Society of Hebrew Literature from 1878 to 1884, and in 1882 came into prominence as the writer of a series of articles in The Times on the persecution of Jews in Russia. This led to the formation of the mansion house fund and committee, of which Jacobs was secretary from 1882 to 1900. During these years he gave much time to anthropological studies...
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Jim Morrison
The facts are very simple. So simple that they might mislead you into thinking that the young man whose picture you see on this page is- well, a lot like a lot of other young men. But he isn`t. His full real name is James Douglas Morrison. He was born on December 8, 1943, in Melbourne, Fla.- which is near Cape Kennedy. Jim is six feet tall and has brown hair and haunting blue-grey eyes. After attending Florida State University, he moved to California, where he studied film-making at UCLA. Fortunately, he was side-tracked into the world of music (which had always held great interest for him) and he soon found himself the lead singer of a group called the Doors.
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MNMillosh Gjergj Nikolla
Millosh Gjergj Nikolla (October 13, 1911 - August 26, 1938) was an Albanian poet born in Shkodër, Albania. Migjeni, pen name of Millosh Gjergj Nikolla, was born in Shkodra. In a letter of 12 January 1936 written to translator Skënder Luarasi (1900-1982) in Tirana, Migjeni announced, "I am about to send my songs to press. Since, while you were here, you promised that you would take charge of speaking to some publisher, ‘Gutemberg’ for instance, I would now like to remind you of this promise, informing you that I am ready." Two days later, Migjeni received the transfer he had earlier requested to the mountain village of Puka and on 18 April 1936 began his activities as the headmaster of the run-down school there. The clear mountain air did him some good, but the poverty and misery of the mountain tribes in and around Puka were even more overwhelming than that which he had experienced among the inhabitants of the coastal plain. Many of the children came to school barefoot and hungry, and...
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LCLuis Cernuda
Luis Cernuda (born Luis Cernuda Bidón September 21, 1902, Seville – November 5, 1963, Mexico City), was a Spanish poet and literary critic. The son of a military man, Cernuda received a strict education as a child, and then studied law at the University of Seville, where he met the poet and literature professor Pedro Salinas. In 1928, after his mother died, Cernuda left his hometown, with which he had all his life an intense love-hate relationship. He briefly moved to Madrid, where he quickly became part of the literary scene. However, his detached, timid and morose character, his search of perfection frequently made him lose friendships and popularity. His mentor and former professor Salinas arranged for him to take a lectureship for a year at the University of Toulouse. From June 1929 until 1937 Cernuda lived in Madrid and participated actively in the literary and cultural scene of the Spanish capital. Cernuda collaborated with many organisations working to support a more liberal...
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Nikki Giovanni
Pe numele adevarat Yolande Cornelia Giovanni, a urmat cursurile Universitatii Fisk. E membru activ in The Black Arts Movement, o comunitate de intelectuali de culoare din SUA, care activeaza pentru respectarea drepturilor negrilor si egalitate rasiala. Opera majora: Black Feeling, Black Talk (1968). Black Judgement (1968). Night Comes Softly (1970). Poem of Angela Yvonne Davis (1970). Illustrated by Charles Bible. Re: Creation (1970). Gemini: An Extended Autobiographical Statement on My First Twenty-Five Years of Being a Black Poet (1971). Spin a Soft Black Song: Poems for Children (1971). Illustrated by Charles Bible. In My House (1972). Dialogue (1973). Foreword by Ida Lewis; Afterword by Orde Coombs. Conversations with James Baldwin. My House, Ego-Tripping and Other Poems for Young People (1973). A Poetic Equation: Conversations between Nikki Giovanni and Margaret Walker (1974). The Women Gather (1975). Broadside. The Women and the Men (1975). Cotton Candy on a Rainy Day (1978)....
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Suzanne Nadine Vega
Suzanne Vega was born July 11, 1959, in Santa Monica, CA; her parents divorced shortly thereafter, and after her mother (a jazz guitarist) remarried to Puerto Rican novelist Ed Vega, the family moved to Manhattan. A shy and quiet child, Suzanne nonetheless learned to take care of herself growing up in the tough neighborhoods of Spanish Harlem. Her parents often sang folk songs around the house, and when she began playing the guitar at age 11, she found herself attracted to the poetry of singer/songwriter music (Dylan, Cohen), and found a refuge from New York\'s chaos in traditional folk (Woody Guthrie, Pete Seeger, Judy Collins, Joan Baez). At age 14, she made her first attempts at writing songs; however, when she attended the High School for the Performing Arts as a teenager, it was to study dance, not music. She subsequently enrolled at Barnard College as a literature major, and during this time, she began playing at coffeehouses and folk festivals on the West Side and near Columbia...
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IEIoana Veronica Epure
Născută pe 22 iunie 1988, am terminat liceul Traian din Constanța, profil mate-fizică. Studentă la Facultatea de Comunicare și Relații Publice "David Ogilvy" din cadrul SNSPA. Texte publicate în Informația Cernavodei (ziar local cernavodean), Adolescentul (suplimentul cotidianului Cuget Liber), revistele literare Agora și Tomis. Premiul "Tinere Condeie" 2004, 2005. Participare la festivalul Primăvara poeților, 2006. Membră a cenaclurilor literare Săgetătorul și Atlantis. Membră agonia.ro din iulie 2004. "I take a bottle of wine and I go drink it among the flowers. We are allways three ... counting my shadow and my friend, the shimmering moon. Happily, the moon knows nothing of drinking, and my shadow is never thirsty. When I sing, the moon listens to me in silence. When I dance, my shadow dances too. After all festivities the guests must depart. This sadness I do not know. When I go home, the moon goes with me and my shadow follows me." (Vangelis, "The Little Fete")
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ADAdam Drucker
The power of word and a child\'s imagination walk their way through Doseone\'s works creating music described by Urb as \"so indelible you may have to physically turn it off and take a breather.\" From his sought after release \'Hemispheres\' to his poetic soundscape \'Slow Death\', his releases have overflowed with such style that it prompted one reviewer to dub him \"an artist who may turn out to be one of our generation\'s most important.\" One of hiphop\'s most prolific artists, he is the driving force behind Themselves, Deep Puddle Dynamics, cLOUDDEAD, and Greenthink and has provided guest vocals for a slew of other notable releases. From an east coast birth, to a midwest education, and now a westcoast lease, its full circle and all heart. \"Some kids just gotta be different, and some kids just gotta be Doseone.\" - Vice
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story of a city
de emilian valeriu pal
bădie dă-mi o țigară. n-am. pălăria lui miroase a șobolan oamenii cînd nu mai au alți oameni să ronțăie încep să pută a șobolan. pleacă tîrîndu-se pe umăr o sacoșă de rafie ca un steag de armistițiu....
CANONUL
de Tevanian Marius Daniel
CANONUL - Tu ai un Canon de plătit pe lumea asta. – mi-a spus Flori de multe ori. Însă eu nu știam, nu înțelegeam ce vroia să spună ea prin acest lucru. Dimineața când m-am trezit, am văzut că sunt...
data stelară 5 februarie 2015
de Leonard Ancuta
azi e ziua celui mai bun prieten al meu face 40 și eu mă lupt cu dragostea de parcă aș vrea să înving cancerul îmi e dor de tine ca de gogoșile făcute de mamaie și vîntul prin sălcii la Batca în...
În fiecare zi-i la fel...
de dorinMOLDOVEANU
Te-ai mai simțit exclus? Poate că e un sentiment zilnic de care nu poți scăpa, poate că e doar o mască pentru a te ascunde mai bine în spatele degetului, poate că plouă și pentru tine. Ãsta e un...
Spectacolul Dianei (II)
de Mihaela Rascu
Ziua nunții lor, fu una însorită, cu un cer curat de toamnă târzie, parfumat cu aroma tuberozelor din buchetul ei. O nuntă mică, ca o petrecere, la care participau colegii lui, colegii ei și familia....
Mâncătoarele de ruj de buze din Casablanca (17)
de Doru Ciucescu
Cine parcurge piața Națiunilor Unite din Casablanca este impresionat de monumentalitatea clădirilor înconjurătoare și a fântânii arteziene din mijlocul ei. Calea principală de acces este bulevardul...
Albastru
de Ioana Veronica Epure
Just a perfect day you made me forget myself I thought I was someone else someone good (Lou Reed) Pentru că tu îmi ziceai mereu că se poate, că cerul poate să fie mereu albastru, pentru că deasupra...
În gând cântam la vie en rose
de Adriana Marilena Stroilescu
calul purta impecabil o cămașă albastră ce-n ochi culoarea cerului o răsfrângea bea bere cu mine de mână șezând la o masă și-n crângul de salcâmi mă-ndemna a visa hai să fim prieteni mă-nvăluia în...
Joaca de-altădată ( I )
de Miclăuș Silvestru
… ce râsete pe noi, copiii. Care de care, mai tare. Jucăria pe care ne-o făcuse bunicul era simplă de tot. Nu ne rămânea altceva de făcut decât să o tragem, în fugă, după noi sau, să ne urcăm pe...
Cronica tragediilor mărunte - 17
de marin badea
Cine să se înfioare de verdele stins, precum pielea de gușter, când muzicile săltărețe freamătă-n aerul dens, iar sufletul e tot amețit, tot lung și inima-n mine arde, cu-amar și cu durere, aoleo,...