"To Irene" – 5726 rezultate
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ALalecu liviu
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Michael Jackson
listen to my music, not what the tabloids say,...
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Mihai Ionescu
welcome to the world of magic...
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Sylvia Plath
Born to middle class parents in Jamaica Plain, Massachusetts, Sylvia Plath published her first poem when she was eight. Sensitive, intelligent, compelled toward perfection in everything she attempted, she was, on the surface, a model daughter, popular in school, earning straight A\'s, winning the best prizes. By the time she entered Smith College on a scholarship in 1950 she already had an impressive list of publications, and while at Smith she wrote over four hundred poems. Sylvia\'s surface perfection was however underlain by grave personal discontinuities, some of which doubtless had their origin in the death of her father (he was a college professor and an expert on bees) when she was eight. During the summer following her junior year at Smith, having returned from a stay in New York City where she had been a student ``guest editor\'\' at Mademoiselle Magazine, Sylvia nearly succeeded in killing herself by swallowing sleeping pills. She later described this experience in an...
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Neacsu Laura
hmmm..to much to say...
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CAcodrin antonovici
I am to be and nothing more
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Hal Sirowitz
Pretending We went to Dan Lynch's, & listened to White musicians pretending that they were Black. And the people next to us jumped up & down, pretending that they were rock stars. And I put my hand on your knee, pretending that I was your lover. You remained aloof. Why did you have to be the only one who insisted on being yourself?
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Big Mircea Calin
In order to master the unruly torrent of life the learned man meditates,the poet quivers,and the political hero erects the fortress of his will. Jose Ortega Y Gasset,Meditations on Quixote(1914)
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Anca Sandu
not much to tell...
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Gabriela Radoi
"i choose to choose life" (Trainspotting, 1996)
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IReverSYBIL
de dorinMOLDOVEANU
FADE IN: INT. EMPTY ROOM: Nothing happens for about 10 minutes. INT. SAME ROOM, BUT NOW IS DECORATED WITH OLD NAKED MALES ON BEDS: UGLY OLD MALE: I always thought of my mum as a good woman. VERY UGLY...
Cartea Irinei - 2
de nastia muresan
Etajul 13, DIP 2. Suntem IP, adică international patients. Un living, un dormitor cu două paturi si pătuțul pentru Matias, o baie cu duș. 3 lifturi urcă și coboară, clinchetul care anunță deschiderea...
Literatura incognita: o istorie (im)posibilă
de Ivan Pilchin
„... he wished to know everything, even sciences that did not exist”. „Vathek”, William Beckford „Întreaga istorie a literaturii este totodată și istoria pierderii operelor literare”. „Cartea...
Shakespeare 2016
de tea nicolescu
Shakespeare 2016 Motto: “ “This above all: to thine own self be true.”(Hamlet) Nu-mi propusesem să scriu despre Shakespeare în acest aprilie iernatic, dar am citit ieri la BBC un...
Despre Limerick
de Hanna Segal
The limerick is furtive and mean. You must keep it in close quarantine, Or she sneaks to the slums, And promptly becomes Disorderly, drunk and obscene. Morris Bishop Ma plimb de ceva vreme printre...
Eminescu si amorul demonic
de felix nicolau
Motto: ‘Let heav’n kiss earth! Now let not Nature’s hand Keep the wild flood confin’d! let order die! And let this world no longer be a stage To feed contention in a lingering act; But let one spirit...
Eminescu - Amorul ambiguu. Sublimarea artistică a realității demonice
de felix nicolau
‘Let heav’n kiss earth! Now let not Nature’s hand Keep the wild flood confin’d! let order die! And let this world no longer be a stage To feed contention in a lingering act; But let one spirit of the...
Etre Pluto
de Dafina David
Timpul n-ar trece ața dacă ai strânge gura pe lucruri, le-ai umezi învelișul și-ai demasca o parte reală din ele. But this cannot shine this must shrink and shrink till its name gets on timpul n-ar...
Terapia Cohen
de Elena Marcu
„Like a bird on the wire, Like a drunk in a midnight choir, I have tried in my way to be free.” (Bird on the wire – Songs from a room) Concertul lui Cohen, din 21 septembrie, a fost dincolo de...
Timpul
de Radu Tudor Ciornei
Începusem să mă cred pe cuvânt. din fiecare secundă creștea o alta care de fapt era întotdeauna aceeași egală cu sineinsăși sau cu vezero plus atepătratpedoi în fiecare seară dresam câte un orgoliu...