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TSTaneda Santôka
Taneda Santōka, birth name: Taneda Shōichi; 3 December 1882 - 11 October 1940) was the pen-name of a Japanese author and haiku poet. He is known for his free verse haiku. Santoka, an ordained Zen priest, after spending most of his life wandering all over the country as a begging monk, chose to settle in Matsuyama only to die 10 months later. The humble cottage where he dwelt -- Isso-an (A Blade of Grass Hermitage) is preserved north of Ehime University. His books and documents are also preserved in Shiki Memorial Museum. "In February of 1929 I received ordination as a monk and became resident priest at Mitori Kannon-do in the countryside of Kumamoto Prefecture. It was truly a solitary forest life (sanrin dokuju); as for quietness it was quiet, as for loneliness it was lonely -- such a life it was." (Taneda Santoka - from "Sômokutô") The Zen he was ultimately to practice, however, though traditional, was unusual. It was the Zen of solitary walking. The open road was to become...
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JLJames Laughlin
Poet american și publicist, James Laughlin s-a născut in 1914 în Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. Personalitatea sa poetică s-a dezvoltat sub influența lui Ezra Pound și a lui William Carlos Williams. James Laughlin a publicat primele poezii în culegeri la editura pe care a fondat-o, "New Directions". Dintre operele sale, cităm: In Another Country (1979) Selected Poems (1986) The House of Light (1986) Tabellae" (1986) The Owl of Minerva (1987) Collemata and Pound As Wuz (1988) Collected Poems of James Laughlin (1992) Angelica" (1992) The Man in the Wall (1993) The Country Road (1995) The Secret Room (1997) A Commonplace Book of Pentastichs (1998) Byways: A Memoir (2005) The Way It Wasn't: From the Files of James Laughlin (2006). În 1992 a câștigat premiul "Distinguished Contribution to American Letters". Poet protestatar, stăpânit de dorința de a transforma lumea, James Laughlin a fost un solitar, trăind izolat la Connecticut. Lirica sa respiră o puternică sinceritate, curaj și fervoare,...
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TJTahar Ben Jelloun
Tahar Ben Jelloun (Arabic: ÇáØÇåÑ ÈäÌáæäý) (born in Fes, Morocco, December 1, 1944) is a Moroccan poet and writer. Professor at Tetouan and then in Casablanca. He has lived and worked in France since 1971. He attends to lectures in social psychology and works as psychotherapist. He writes in French although his first language is Arabic. He writes for diverse reviews and in particular for Le Monde. His novel La Nuit Sacrée won the Prix Goncourt in 1987. In 2004 he was awarded the International IMPAC Dublin Literary Award for This Blinding Absence of Light (translated from the French by Linda Coverdale). In September 2006, Tahar Ben Jelloun was awarded a special prize for "peace and friendship between people" at Lazio between Europe and the Mediterranean Festival. On 1 February 2008, Nicolas Sarkozy awarded him the Cross of Grand Officer of the Légion d'honneur. Ben Jelloun is married and father of 4 children. He lives in Paris. Selected works Solitaire (1976) The Sand Child (1985) The...
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the crow
un spectru bantuie Europa
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TJThe Rave parties going Jester
nu stiu cum naiba sa scap de contul asta infect
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The Shadow
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BBBen Ber
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Alex Dan
21 de ani,imi place singuratatea,observ si judec, imi place sa ma joc cu realitatea,scriu poezie si proza. Sper sa va placa...
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Matei Alexandru Marian
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Anca Emancipatu
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The Solitary Reaper
de William Wordsworth
Behold her, single in the field, Yon solitary Highland Lass! Reaping and singing by herself; Stop here, or gently pass! Alone she cuts and binds the grain, And sings a melancholy strain; O listen!...
On Truth and Lies in a Nonmoral Sense
de Friedrich Nietzsche
On Truth and Lies in a Nonmoral Sense (1873) By Friedrich Nietzsche Once upon a time, in some out of the way corner of that universe which is dispersed into numberless twinkling solar systems, there...
From Paracelsus
de Robert Browning
I TRUTH is within ourselves; it takes no rise From outward things, whateer you may believe. There is an inmost centre in us all, Where truth abides in fullness; and around, Wall upon wall, the gross...
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...
The Poems of Sappho, Part III
de Sappho
The Poems of Sappho, Part III 44 Ge\'llws paidofilwte\'ra. More fond of children than Gello. Zenobius, about A.D. 130, quotes this as a proverb. The ghost of Gello was said by the Lesbians to pursue...
Infinite
de Giacomo Leopardi
These solitary hills have always been dear to me. Seated here, this sweet hedge, which blocks the distant horizon opening inner silences and interminable distances. I plunge in thought to where my...
To hope
de John Keats
When by my solitary hearth I sit, And hateful thoughts enwrap my soul in gloom; When no fair dreams before my \"mind\'s eye\" flit, And the bare heath of life presents no bloom; Sweet Hope, ethereal...
No Second Troy
de William Butler Yeats
WHY should I blame her that she filled my days With misery, or that she would of late Have taught to ignorant men most violent ways, Or hurled the little streets upon the great. Had they but courage...
I felt a Funeral, in my Brain
de Emily Dickinson
I felt a Funeral, in my Brain, And Mourners to and fro Kept treading--treading--till it seemed That Sense was breaking through-- And when they all were seated, A Service, like a Drum-- Kept...
Am simțit o Înmormîntare În Creier
de Emily Dickinson
Am simțit o Înmormîntare în Creier, Bocitoare se jeleau neîncetat Umblînd - de colo colo - pînă cînd Și Judecata mi-au întunecat Iar cînd s-au potolit cu toate, O Slujbă ca o Tobă s-a pornit - Bătînd...