"The sleep of the wind" – 11443 rezultate
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DMdan marius
"Well, I've been a disclaimer for twenty-four years Poor mother drowned in a pillow of tears Im well known in story, famous in song The black sheep, the blemish, the one who went wrong The black sheep, the blemish, the one who went wrong My crime is discomfort, my mind ill at ease Old crow on my shoulder, my favorite disease My siblings, my rivals might tend to my wake Grieve me not brothers, I was mother's mistake Grieve me not brothers, I was mother's mistake And all the grand expectations of an epic of wealth Leave me long to crawl back to the womb Well, I've tasted your grace, placed it back on the shelf Drag your pedigree wives to your tomb Drag your pedigree wives to your tomb Well, I came from this city, a victim of peace But I've grown far too filthy to attend to the feast So I'll take to the hills to live savage and free I don't need nobody, nobody needs me I don't need nobody, nobody needs me" http://www.obliothedagger.blogspot.com/
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RCRaymond Chandler
Raymond Thornton Chandler (23 iulie, 1888 – 26 martie, 1959) a fost un scriitor american de romane polițiste și nuvele. Sa născut la Chicago în 1888.Are șapte ani când tatăl său, un american, o părăsește pe mama lui Raymond. Aceasta, o irlandeză, se întoarce împreună cu copilul în Anglia. Raymond Chandler revine în Statele Unite în 1912, stabilindu-se pe Coasta de Vest. Fermecător, spiritual, înzestrat pentru stiințe, Chandler își găsește de lucru ușor. La un moment dat, ocupă un post important într-o companie petrolieră. Participă la primul război mondial, luptând în Franța. Se căsătorește cu Cissy Pascal, o femeie cu 18 ani mai în vârstă decât el. La vârsta de 48 de ani își pierde slujba și începe o perioadă foarte dificilă pentru el. Ca să-și câștige existența, începe să scrie pentru "pulps", publicații de senzație, ieftine, care tipăresc literatură polițistă. Timp de 5 ani, lungi și grei, el își rafinează stilul, fiind susținut moral de soția sa. Când "The Big Sleep" ("Somnul de...
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EPemilian valeriu pal
Tiuk, Oglinda literara, Tomis, Verso, Liternet, Feedback, România literară, Antologia Gesturi firești 2007 - proza Antologia Virtualia - 2007, 2008 Premiul național pentru debut Traian T. Coșovei 2014 Volume publicate: *debut: Fortral, editura Tracus Arte, 2015, nominalizat la premiul național Mihai Eminescu Opus Primum 2016 și premiul pentru debut al USR 2016; *Dumnezeu ne iubește în Braille, publicat de asociația Cetatea Nouă Roman, 2016, ediție bibliofilă; *Tot ce atingeam se prefăcea în oameni, editura Tracus Arte 2017; *Kurva rumunski go home, editura Tracus Arte 2021. *Abstinență senină, editura Tracus Arte, 2023. Referințe critice: Cosmin Ciotloș, Alex Ștefănescu, Răzvan Voncu, Adrian alui Gheorghe, Claudiu Komartin, Savu Popa. www.emilianpal.blogspot.com Cartea mea in plus o pâine in minus Nebun după South Park & Bernard & Shaun the sheep. Rog a se folosi datele de contact cu discernământ și doar dacă vine sfârșitul lumii.
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Eelenadaniela
Among the hundreds masts https://www.poezie.ro/index.php/poetry/14111260/index.html?newlang=eng Sleepy, sleepy birds https://www.poezie.ro/index.php/poetry/14173739/index.html?newlang=eng The Grass http://www.poezie.ro/index.php/poetry/13977391/index.html?newlang=eng Soon We ll Die http://www.poezie.ro/index.php/poetry/13970849/index.html?newlang=eng Just Think, Wouldn t Be Pity http://agonia.ro/index.php/poetry/13977070/index.html?newlang=eng Kiss Me https://www.poezie.ro/index.php/poetry/14146075/index.html?newlang=eng The Soul Bows Down To Destiny http://www.poezie.ro/index.php/poetry/13970855/index.html?newlang=eng Asking You http://agonia.ro/index.php/poetry/13977366/index.html?newlang=eng I Don t Regret http://www.poezie.ro/index.php/poetry/13970863/index.html?newlang=eng Leaning My Head http://agonia.ro/index.php/poetry/13977473/index.html?newlang=eng Violet Twilight https://www.poezie.ro/index.php/poetry/14171185/index.html?newlang=eng Pastel...
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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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Gerontion
de T.S. Eliot
Thou hast nor youth nor age But as it were an after dinner sleep Dreaming of both. HERE I am, an old man in a dry month, Being read to by a boy, waiting for rain. I was neither at the hot gates Nor...
At the mother's cross A face of an angel of childhood
de Laurențiu Nelu Rădoi
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Under the acacias bathed in dead winter's frost, Driven in the wheel of life by a windy March, The moon rises warm, but it's so far away The too...
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...
Haiku și tanka
de Marian Nicolae TOMI
* ceaiul dă în foc - the tea is boiling - cu ochii pierduți pe câmp the eyes lost on the field închizând geamul closing the window * privind un lemn uscat – looking at a dry log - înflorind fără...
Dracula
de Bram Stoker
Chapter 13 - Dr. Seward\'s Diary The funeral was arranged for the next succeeding day, so that Lucy and her mother might be buried together. I attended to all the ghastly formalities, and the urbane...
Hamlet
de William Shakespeare
HAMLET DRAMATIS PERSONAE (PAGINA 3) ACT I SCENE III A room in Polonius\' house. [Enter LAERTES and OPHELIA] LAERTES My necessaries are embark\'d: farewell: And, sister, as the winds give benefit And...
The Witch of Coos
de Robert Frost
I staid the night for shelter at a farm Behind the mountains, with a mother and son, Two old-believers. They did all the talking. MOTHER Folks think a witch who has familiar spirits She could call up...
The Afternoon of a Faun
de Stéphane Mallarmé
These nymphs I would perpetuate. So clear Their light carnation, that it floats in the air Heavy with tufted slumbers. Was it a dream I loved? My doubt, a heap of ancient night, is finishing In many...
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...
Mad Song
de William Blake
The wild winds weep And the night is a-cold; Come hither, Sleep, And my griefs infold: But lo! the morning peeps Over the eastern steeps, And the rustling birds of dawn The earth do scorn. Lo! to the...