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Simona IliasaSI

Simona Iliasa

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Născută pe aici, prin iarbă... cu capul în nori:) În rest ce s-ar putea spune despre o ființă zăpăcită cum sunt eu? Nimic cred.... Born in a crazy world, perfectly mad and writing just for you...

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Pete Brown

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(b 25 Dec. \'40, London) Poet, lyricist, singer, producer, percussionist. Active on London jazz-poetry scene early \'60s, then worked with Cream, writing lyrics for hits \'Sunshine Of Your Love\', \'White Room\', \'I Feel Free\', \'Politician\' etc which he said would pay the rent for the rest of his life. After Cream split \'68 he continued to work with Jack Bruce (see his entry), also his own Jazz Poetry \'66, A Meal You Can Shake Hands With In The Dark \'69 (as Pete Brown and His Battered Ornaments, Chris Spedding on guitar), Things May Come And Things May Go, But The Art School Dance Goes On Forever \'72, and Thousands On A Raft \'70 (as Pete Brown and Piblokto, with Jim Mullen). He worked with other groups; an album of demos by Back To The Front was later issued. He co-led Bond and Brown with Graham Bond \'72 (see Bond\'s entry); was part-time A&R and producer for Deram \'73--5; well-received poetry album The Not Forgotten Association \'73 had backing incl. Viv Stanshall on tuba....

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Radu Contes

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The beginning of my childhood was profoundly marked by one of my grandfather’s passions – literature. For him reading, living, the writings of so many did not seem to be enough, so he began writing his own stories that still echo in my memory and in my heart. I remember that one day I went to him and asked “What are you writing about?”. Looking at me for only a second and returning his eyes at the ink stained notebook he answered: “My life”. Regretful, I confess that that was the last dialogue we had. After that I began reading, reading everything he was writing. Two years after his death, I had met someone who changed everything. I stopped reading and began writing myself. It was such a new feeling. It seemed to be never ending. It still feels. Since the first time, you may think I am exaggerating, but it really was the first time I saw her when I felt this sudden urge of writing. Words like “Thank you” seem meaningless compared to the things that you have done for me.

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Oriah Mountain DreamerOD

Oriah Mountain Dreamer

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Oriah Mountain Dreamer is the author of the inspirational prose-poem and international best-selling books, The Invitation (now translated into over fifteen languages), The Dance and The Call: Discovering Why You Are Here . Her writing explores how to follow the thread of our deepest heart\'s longing into a life of meaning and purpose. Her latest book, What We Ache For: Creativity and the Unfolding of Your Soul, (Harper San Francisco, April 2005) offers reflections on and practical guidelines for finding and cultivating creative work that is not separated from your spirituality, your direct experience of that which is both what you are and larger than yourself, or your sexuality, the fire and sensuality of life lived in the physical world. Oriah has shared her insights and stories with audiences throughout the world at conferences and retreats and through radio and TV appearances (CBC, TVO, Oprah, NPR, PBS, Wisdom Network.) Blending ruthless honesty, humour, insight and compassion for...

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Mantra Shirokuro

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I'm just my ego's coma... my heart's deep poison It's just a waiste of time Waiting for your love poem..

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olga alexandra diaconuOD

olga alexandra diaconu

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OLGA ALEXANDRA DIACONU Poet, prose writer, essayist; Education: Faculty of Letters, 1971 Occupation: teacher of Romanian and French Language and Literature; Date of birth: April 19, 1948; Place of birth: Moreni city, Dâmboviţa department; First published in a literary magazine: the Luceafărul magazine, the 4th of November, 1974; First published book: 1993 Ed. Helga, Iasi, with the volume of poetry “The right to immortality”; Other volumes published: the essay “Creation and creativity in the vision of Mircea Eliade”, Sedcom Libris, Iasi, 2001; “The round of elements”, Augusta, Timișoara, 2003, poems; “Waiting for a wave to come”, Augusta Art Press, Timișoara, 2005, novel; “The eye of Eve”, Cronica, Iasi, 2007, poetry - Second prize in religious poetry contest Daniil Sandu Tudor, initiated by Radio România Cultural, Vatra Dornei, 2007; “The light of the Mountain”, Timpul 2007, poetry - The special prize for poetry in Romanian Competition Poesia e arti figurative prose - Il...

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John Maxwell CoetzeeJC

John Maxwell Coetzee

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John Maxwell Coetzee , (n. 9 februarie 1940 la Cape Town), este romancier sud-african, laureat al Premiului Nobel pentru Literatură în 2003. Coetzee s-a născut, în 1940, la Cape Town, Africa de Sud, într-o familie bilingvă (unde se vorbeau în același timp engleza și germana); a crescut folosind engleza ca limbă maternă. La începutul anilor '60 s-a mutat în Anglia, unde a lucrat patru ani ca programator, apoi a studiat literatura în SUA. A predat literatura și engleza la Universitatea statului New York din Buffalo, până în 1983. În 1984 a devenit profesor de literatura engleza la Universitatea din Cape Town, publicând, în același timp, în presa americană și britanică articole în care condamna regimul de apartheid din țara sa. În 2002 s-a mutat în Australia, unde predă la Universitatea din Adelaide. El și-a început cariera de romancier în 1974 cu un volum care conținea doua nuvele Dusklands (Tărâmuri de amurg), obținând renume internațional, în 1980, cu romanul Waiting for the...

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C.J. VORTEXX

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I'm waiting in my cold cell When the bell begins to chime Reflecting on my past life And it doesn't take much time 'cause at 5 o'clock They take me to the Gallows Pole The sand of time For me are running low...

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Werner AspenstromWA

Werner Aspenstrom

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Karl Werner Aspenström (13 November 1918 – 25 January 1997) was a Swedish poet. Born at Norrbärke, he was a member of the Swedish Academy, where he held Seat 12 from 1981 to 1997. Aspenström claimed that his motivation for writing was "writing for his cat", but apparently hinted that he meant someone else with that. In 1989, together with Lars Gyllensten and Kerstin Ekman, he resigned from the Swedish Academy because of the academy’s response to the Salman Rushdie controversy, which was perceived as weak. He however claimed that this was not the sole reason for his resignation, but rather one amongst several other. He was a friend of Stig Dagerman. Works Förberedelse (1943) Oändligt är vårt äventyr (1945) Snölegend (1949) Varelser (1989) Öva Sitt Eget (2004) (posthumous, co-written with Signe Lund-Aspenström)

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Aloysius BertrandAB

Aloysius Bertrand

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Louis-Jacques-Napoléon “Aloysius” Bertrand (20 April 1807 – 29 April 1841) was a French poet instrumental in the introduction of the prose poem into French literature and is credited with inspiring later Symbolist poets [1]. He wrote a collection of poems entitled Gaspard de la nuit, after which composer Maurice Ravel wrote a suite of the same name, based on the poems "Scarbo", "Ondine", and "Le Gibet". Bertrand was born in Ceva, Piedmont, Italy (then a part of Napoleonic France) and his family settled in Dijon in 1814. There he developed an interest in the Burgundian capital. His contributions to a local paper lead to recognition by Victor Hugo and Sainte-Beuve. He lived in Paris shortly with little success. He returned to Dijon and continued writing for local newspapers. Gaspard was sold in 1836 but it wasn't published until 1842 after his death of tuberculosis. The book was rediscovered by Charles Baudelaire and Stéphane Mallarmé. It is now considered a classic of poetic and...

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I do not love you except because I love you

de Pablo Neruda

I do not love you except because I love you; I go from loving to not loving you, From waiting to not waiting for you My heart moves from cold to fire. I love you only because it\'s you the one I...

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Don’t you feel it?

de Florin DeRoxas

I am here to bring you pleasure, Your love to me is a pleasure, Don’t you feel it? You’re an angel in my eyes, Coming down right from the sky, Don’t you feel it? I’ve been waiting for you Beyond...

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Come into my life

de Florin DeRoxas

Come into my life, i need you so, come and say Yes instead of saying No. my heart is waiting for you to come, you have no idea how special you are. my eyes are searching everywhere just to see you...

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oare poti vedea

de mardare gabi-vali

Oh baby can\'t you see I need you, come with me Something is telling me that you feel the way I do I want you close to me My heart is telling me I hate the fact that I love you - I feel blue Even...

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Mr.Dan David

de Jeflea Norma,Diana

Mr.Dan David Aurul negru de pe planeta oropsită A FÃCUT MULTE VICTIME descînto cu: Auora Borealis Waiting for you. (Northern Lights)hi.hi.hi and, God save America! Diana./Stockholm

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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...

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Promises broken

de Florin DeRoxas

I never make a promise Unless I keep it. You let me waiting an answer You could give with a word, You don’t put a knife in my heart, You put a sword. I’m waiting for you In the middle of the night,...

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My farewell

de Crisan Iulian

Long lost city, what is left of you? Where is your grace and glamour? Where is your shining? Lost… And then I saw it, in His right hand The One sitting on the throne, a book Written inside and out,...

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orbital

de Claudiu Tosa

să bem georgiana să bem străbătând bulevardele goale care seamănă cu niște croissante pe care cineva a uitat să le umple, în timp ce pescărușii se pregătesc să se înfigă în dimineață ca niște dălți...

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Bowery Blues

de Jack Kerouac

The story of man Makes me sick Inside, outside, I don\'t know why Something so conditional And all talk Should hurt me so. I am hurt I am scared I want to live I want to die I don\'t know Where to...

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