"We were prisoners inside our lives" – 1211 rezultate
0.01 secundeMeilisearchHal 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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RSRobert Sheckley
Robert Sheckley, born in 1928, grew up in New Jersey and served in Korea before selling his first story in 1951. A master of satire and irony whose work has been called \"galactic humor,\" Sheckley was one of the first to portray gadgets that think for humans, such as intelligent refrigerators. Among his classic stories are \"Shape\", \"Specialist\", \"Seventh Victim\", and \"Warm\" (all 1953), \"The Prize of Peril\" (1958), \"The Store of the Worlds\" (1959), \"The People Trap\" (1968), and \"Can You Feel Anything When I Do This?\" (1969); \"Shall We Have a Little Talk?\" (1965) and \"What Is Life?\" (1976) were Nebula and World Fantasy award nominees respectively. Early story collections Untouched by Human Hands (1954), Citizen in Space (1955), and Pilgrimage to Earth (1957) were followed by others in the \'60s and \'70s, with retrospective The Collected Short Fiction of Robert Sheckley published in 5 volumes in 1991. Sheckley\'s first novel Immortality Inc. (1959) was an expanded...
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KIKeiko Imaoka
Beginner\'s Mind (Keiko Imaoka - Tucson, Arizona) I cannot be sure when I first became aware of haiku and tanka in my childhood in Japan. They seemed to have existed for a long time in the perimeter of my awareness, undifferentiated from proverbs, mottoes, aphorisms, and song lyrics that were phrased in similar forms. Sometime during my grade school years, \"Ogura Hyakunin-Isshu\" (\"Ogura Collection of One Hundred Tanka\", edited by Teika Fujiwara around 1235) became known to me as a New Year\'s card game, in which players compete to capture shimonoku cards (100 cards on each of which the last half of a verse is printed, spread out on the floor in front of the players) that finish the verses being read aloud. At abacus school, where we played this game at every new year\'s party, my prowess in the game improved dramatically when I was in the sixth grade, after I had memorized all the poems with my tenth-grade sister who was required to do so in her archaic grammar course in school. I...
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EAEnder Alexandru
Angels laughing... they don’t, they forgot how or won’t In this wasteland of sorrow where we all lost a soul
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Fred Moramarco
Dr. Moramarco is a Professor of English at San Diego State and the Editor of Poetry International, an annual journal of new poetry published there. He is the co-author of Containing Multitudes: Poetry in the United States Since 1950 and Modern American Poetry, and co-editor of Men of Our Time: Male Poetry in Contemporary America. ,,I\'ve devoted a lot of my life to poetry. Reading it, writing it, writing about it. In her wonderful novel, \"Dinner at the Homesick Restaurant,\" Anne Tyler writes, \"There ought to be a whole separate language for truth.\" I think there is such a language--the language of poetry. Poems create the miracle of connecting our inner lives. We live in a world where the language of advertising, commerce, and politics are so filled with falseness, deception, and manipulation, that we have an absolute longing to hear words spoken from the heart, with clarity, precision, and authenticity.``
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BRBucseneanu Radu
We are how we choose to be! ..nimic nu e concret si totu-i relativ !¿!
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VIVereha Olivia Irina
all we are is dust in the wind...
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Ohm
Life is entertaining when we do not take it too seriously...To be able to laugh at life is marvelous.
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IMIulia Diana Mihai
Biografia mea se scrie as we speak.
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TDTeo Dobre
What happened to this song we once knew so well? Signed promise for moments caught within the spell... What happened to wonders we once knew so well? Did we forget what happened, surely we can't tell...
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Hamlet
de William Shakespeare
HAMLET DRAMATIS PERSONAE (PAGINA 8) ACT IV SCENE VI Another room in the castle. [Enter HORATIO and a Servant] HORATIO What are they that would speak with me? Servant Sailors, sir: they say they have...
I TRY
de Coana Loenida
Games, changes and fears When will they go from here When will they stop I believe that fate has brought us here And we should be together But we\'re not I play it off but I\'m dreamin of you I\'ll...
Proverbs of Hell
de William Blake
In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy. Drive your cart and your plough over the bones of the dead. The road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom. Prudence is a rich, ugly old maid...
Moon kiss
de Andrei Tudora
We were walking in the park Holding hands, late at night. We were alone, it wasn’t dark, We had the moon, we had our light. And then, she stoped and looked at me, The full moon was shining above, I...
Of Sands and You
de Alina Nicholson
We were so used - You stil remember? - To run at night On silver sand And lay our bodies, Children of the moon, In beds of rocks And velvet shells... I beg you now, Wherever might your steps Have...
Scrisoare de amor, pentru sertarul de la comoda
de Octavian G. Mustafa
“We were married on a rainy day The sky was yellow And the grass was gray We signed the papers And we drove away I do it for your love” Lămâia răscoaptă a unui felinar de stradă, privindu-mă posac...
Phone IV
de Coana Loenida
last night we were in bed together, he was in his single bed, many hours away and me in a man\\\'s pj top, it could have been his in my dark bedroom with the quilt on. I pressed the phone to my ear...
I always say
de Lia Miruna Dumitrache
So there we were, in hell. Burning programme’s nine to four – the perpetual thing is bogus cause there’s too many of us and they have to have shifts and besides they gotta cool the place down at...
Multitask
de Dafina David
Multitask. We were quiting messy teacups. The mode was none. Say what none was. Was, Is. Is the purpose to Is- was că frotiul era o cunună de micșunele puse-n universul lor ca o axă rotundă fără timp...
Duplicity
de Adela Manea
We all live few lifes; we are one, two or more persons at the same time; we love somebody, miss someone else, kiss other lips and give hopes to another one; we are so divided that we no longer have...