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Ronny SomeckRS

Ronny Someck

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[[eng]] Ronny Someck Ronny Someck was born in Baghdad in 1951 and came to Israel as a young child. With Bachelor of Arts in Hebrew Literature and Jewish Philosophy, he worked as a counselor with street gangs. Now teaching literature, and currently leads writing workshops. Books: Exile (1976); Solo (1980); Asphalt (1984); Seven Lines on the Wonder of the Yarkon (1987); Panther (1989); Bloody Mary (1994); Rice Paradise (1996); The Revolution Drummer (2001). For children: The Laughter Button with Shirly Someck (1998). In Arabic: Jasmine (1994 Israel); The poem is a gangster's girl (1996 Paris). In French: Nes a Bagdad with A. k. El Janabi (1998 Paris). In Catalan: En paper de vidre (2000 Barcelona). In Albanian: The Sign of the Bite (2001 Tirane). In English: The Fire Stays in Red. In Italian: The Red Catalogue of the Word Sunset. In Macedonian: Wheat (2003 Skopje). Translations to his poems have appeared in Anthologies and Poetry Magazines in 22 languages. Prizes: Acum (Society of...

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TC

the crow

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un spectru bantuie Europa

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The Rave parties going JesterTJ

The Rave parties going Jester

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nu stiu cum naiba sa scap de contul asta infect

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The Shadow

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Ben BerBB

Ben Ber

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Alex Dan

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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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MM

Matei Alexandru Marian

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Anca Emancipatu

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Pelin Razvan Romeo

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Florin DumitruFD

Florin Dumitru

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Mai multe poezii scrise de mine gasiti la varianta in engleza a site-ului... (apasati pe steagul britanic). Adresa mea de mail este floringabriel2003@yahoo.com

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The biter bit

de Jeflea Norma,Diana

Păcălici.(glumețul) The biter bit. Pe vremea mea cînd dinozauri încă mai pășteau asemeni cîrdului de păsări domestice, și ce mai dinozauri?! Pășeau malțios prin curte, pînă la friptura de duminică....

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The Seafarer

de Ezra Pound

May I for my own self song\'s truth reckon, Journey\'s jargon, how I in harsh days Hardship endured oft. Bitter breast-cares have I abided, Known on my keel many a care\'s hold, And dire sea-surge,...

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In the desert

de Stephen Crane

In the desert I saw a creature, naked, bestial, Who, squatting upon the ground, Held his heart in his hands, And ate of it. I said: \"Is it good, friend?\" \"It is bitter - bitter,\" he answered;...

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The Grey Monk

de William Blake

`I die, I die!\' the Mother said, `My children die for lack of bread. What more has the merciless tyrant said?\' The Monk sat down on the stony bed. The blood red ran from the Grey Monk\'s side, His...

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cafea

de Ohm

the fragrant pungent aroma fills the air zig zagging moisture scents like a hikers trail tracing the path back to the pot of black gold pouring the umber fluid into my china cup nostrils are drenched...

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Cateva poezii

de Nikita. V

Midnight,the town and the remorse. Waiting for the sleep to come Hearing the sleepy city moan Something doesn\'t seem okay Something doesn\'t appear secure Hearing the lunatics shout While trying to...

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Jilted

de Sylvia Plath

My thoughts are crabbed and sallow, My tears like vinegar, Or the bitter blinking yellow Of an acetic star. Tonight the caustic wind, love, Gossips late and soon, And I wear the wry-faced pucker of...

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My love is still here

de Marlena Culi

Red rose, red rose As pure as love it self, White roses as the light of Your sweet kisses. I felt once the window Of you heart open Oh, I remember that day, Like it was yesterday? No more tears, and...

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PARADISE LOST -- Book IV

de John Milton

Book IV O, for that warning voice, which he, who saw The Apocalypse, heard cry in Heaven aloud, Then when the Dragon, put to second rout, Came furious down to be revenged on men, Woe to the...

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Song of wine

de Emile Nelligan

Fresh in joy\'s live light all things coincide, This fine may eve! like living hopes that once Were in my heart, the choring birds once Their prelude to my window open wide. O fine may eve! o happy...

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