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HFHÖLDERLIN, Friedrich
Johann Christian Friedrich Hölderlin (20 March 1770 – 6 June 1843) was a major German lyric poet. His work bridges the Classical and Romantic schools. Having spent most of his life tormented by mental illness, he suffered great loneliness, and often spent his time playing the piano, drawing, reading, writing, and enjoyed travelling when he had the chance. The poetry of Hölderlin, widely recognized today as one of the highest points of German literature, was little known or understood during his lifetime and slipped into obscurity shortly after his death; his illness and reclusion made him fade from his contemporaries' consciousness – and, even though selections of his work were being published by his friends already during his lifetime, it was largely ignored for the rest of the 19th century. In fact, Hölderlin was a man of his time, an early supporter of the French Revolution – in his youth at the Seminary of Tübingen, he and some colleagues from a "republican club" planted a "Tree...
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Surdu Pavel
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MNMarie Noël
Marie Noël, de son vrai nom Marie Rouget, est un poète et écrivain français, née le 16 février 1883 à Auxerre, décédée dans cette même ville le 23 décembre 1967. Elle est née dans une famille très cultivée mais peu religieuse. Elle resta célibataire et s’éloigna très peu de sa ville natale. Sa vie ne fut pas si lisse pour autant : un amour de jeunesse déçu (et l’attente d’un grand amour qui ne viendra jamais), la mort de son jeune frère un lendemain de Noël (d’où elle prit son pseudonyme), les crises de sa foi... tout cela sous-tend une poésie aux airs de chanson traditionnelle. À sa mort, elle lègue son œuvre à la Société des Sciences Historiques et Naturelles de l'Yonne. Cette société savante (née en 1847) gère et étudie son œuvre à travers de nombreuses publications. Femme passionnée et tourmentée, elle n'est souvent connue que pour ses œuvres de « chanson traditionnelle », au détriment de ses écrits plus sombres, dont la valeur littéraire et la portée émotive sont pourtant bien...
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I
de Andrei Dumitrescu
I am the earth still breathing through the leaves and the thorns deepest in the heart of the lovers, In a time so thick that only nothingness can get by its unborn pains and dark aged nightmares...
Dive in my vein
de Andrei Dumitrescu
Dive in my vein, I\'m alive... Feel my pain strifeing outside the walls, Take a dive down the pipes into my soul, Dig into my story... your wing on my clouds, your Ming dinasty nails into my hair,...
Anathema
de Dragos
Forgive me father for I have sinned, the end of my last confession was a world away, when u cast me out into the blades of this rotting reality that cut my soul so thin my own feelings would not...
Slowly
de Elif
Autumn leaves die slowly as the winter aproaches, Slowly, surely, anxious..... and although the nature is almost dead and it stoped the strugle for her life, I feel so much Torment in me, Emotional...
mIRC dream
de Coana Loenida
I stumbled onto you, half by mistake, trying to elude the hounds who have no discretion or taste. You were a polite voice, in a world of ramble, A gentleman searching for more than the tepid...
Prometheus
de George Gordon Noel Byron
Titan! to whose immortal eyes The sufferings of mortality, Seen in their sad reality, Were not as things that gods despise; What was thy pity's recompense? A silent suffering, and intense; The rock,...
The Matrix
de Andrei Dumitrescu
Classes, hours streets... The VETO right over sunrise, heads of concrete... As water takes the shape of the vase, So does man take the elaborate shape of the maze in its underscored power. Witness to...
viata in hiast
de Gerocob
Ne-azvârli din noapte spre lumină ne cânți în plânset prea fragil ne dai și brațe, care să ne țină când mersul nostru-i de copil... Ne dai o inocență ani de zile Când toți ne sunt atât de zâmbitori...
Fermecat
de Cucu Constantin
Am sucombat încet de dulcele venin Inoculat în scurta mușcătură A ochilor tăi mari, privindu-mă senin. Degetele tale, precum o catifea La mine’n palme adesea ți se pierd Le-alint, le devorez cu...
we are...
de Andrei Dumitrescu
The skies who fell apart, are the holes who started the beatings back in our heart... We\'re all children of the same death wretched desciples of the same faith fading and growing so great with our...
Metafizica tuburilor sau despre golul solid
de ștefan ciobanu
Amélie Nothomb publică în anul 2000, Metafizica tuburilor , un roman autobiografic, care detaliază un an din copilăria ei, anul cel mai important, anul după care nu s-a mai întâmplat nimic, cum spune...
Mâncătoarele de ruj de buze din Casablanca (10)
de Doru Ciucescu
Vasile Alecsandri, fascinat de exotismul nopților cu lună petrecute pe malul Bosforului, în care, conform notițelor din carnețelul "Memoranda", "les nombreux minarets apparaissent comme (...) mats...
J\'ecris gris
de karla zercicov
* Hei, te rog să-mi dai un câine, Vreau să aud cum urlă noaptea La lună Cum urlă în cor cu câinii vecinilor Atunci când stăpânii sunt plecați în concedii, Hai, dă-mi un câine bun Păzitor Care să nu...
The Use and Abuse of History
de Friedrich Nietzsche
The Use and Abuse of History (1878) By Friedrich Nietzsche Forward \"Incidentally, I despise everything which merely instructs me without increasing or immediately enlivening my activity.\" These are...
rondelul doctorașului de vază
de dumitru cioaca-genuneanu
era un doctoraș cu vază și trecere la paciente ce-înaintând către amiază aveau simptome inerente păcatului ce deviază spre ilicite tratamente în care doctorul de vază lucea ca dat cu unguente. dar a...
rondelul doctorașului de vază
de dumitru cioaca-genuneanu
era un doctoraș de vază cu trecere la paciente ce-naintând către amiază aveau simptome inerente păcatului ce deviază spre ilicite tratamemente în care doctorul de vaza lucea ca dat cu unguente dar...