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haha hoho

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paul rotaru

I am That I am nobody son of nobody he who is and he who is not

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Lassi Nummi

Lassi Nummi (born 1928) considers himself a prose-writer who has strayed into poetry. In a career spanning almost half a century and 25 collections of poetry, his preoccupations, and his central metaphors, have remained constant: landscape, trees, bushes, blades of grass. Interview by Tarja Roinila; poems translated by Herbert Lomas and Anselm Hollo 'During my "social period" I was on the board of the Writers' Union, and its chairman from 1969 to 1972; after that I worked for the Uusi Suomi newspaper and for the PEN Club, whose chairman I was from 1983 to 1988. I was a member of the Bible translation committee for the entire period of its existence, 17 years. A completely different choice would have been to become either a Buddhist or a Christian monk, or then to be a really convinced down-and-out- that might have been the most elegant solution. One could have regulated one's liquid intake, but the freedom of movement would have been pleasant. At the moment I am working out how much...

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Radu Contes

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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John Keats

John Keats John Keats (October 31, 1795 – February 23, 1821) was one of the principal poets of the English Romantic movement. During his short life, his work received constant critical attacks from the periodicals of the day, though politics, rather than aesthetics, often dictated those opinions. By the mid-nineteenth century, however, audiences began to appreciate more fully the significance of the cultural change his work both presaged and helped to form. Elaborate word choice and sensual imagery characterize Keats' poetry. He often felt himself working in the shadow of past poets, particularly Milton and Spenser, and only towards the end of his life produced his most original and most memorable poems, including a series of odes that remain among the most popular poems in English. Oscar Wilde, the aestheticist non pareil was to later write: "[...] who but the supreme and perfect artist could have got from a mere colour a motive so full of marvel: and now I am half enamoured of the...

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Nightwish

-'Those who hate me or envy me, I wish them only one thing;to carry for only one day, my life burden!" -"Viata nu se masoara in momentele care iti fac inima sa bata cu putere, ci in momentele care iti taie rasuflarea!" -"Se intampla in viata sa iubesti dar sa fii ranit ... iti iei viata de la capat, vrei sa uiti tot, dar amintirile sunt mereu in inima ta amintindu-ti ca iubirea este cel mai frumos lucru care te poate condamna la suferinta"

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Denise Duhamel

poeta americana contemporana. 1993- Zambeste! 1995 Femeia cu doua vagine 1996 Cum a cazut cerul 2001 Regina pentru o zi:poeme alese si inedite 2005 Mille et un sentiments *** Denise Duhamel is an American poet. She was born in Woonsocket, RI, in 1961. She received her B.F.A. from Emerson College and her M.F.A. from Sarah Lawrence College.[1] She is a New York Foundation for the Arts recipient and has been resident poet at Bucknell University. She has had residencies at Yaddo and The MacDowell Colony.[2] Duhamel has also collaborated with Maureen Seaton on Little Novels, Oyl, and Exquisite Politics. Of this collaboration, Duhamel says; "Something magical happens when we write - we find this third voice, someone who is neither Maureen nor I, and our ego sort of fades into the background. The poem matters, not either one of us."[3] Duhamel names Lucille Ball, Roseanne Barr, Andrea Dworkin, Alyson Palmer, Amy Ziff and Elizabeth Ziff (who make up the singing group Betty) and the 70s...

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Luis Omar Salinas

Luis Omar Salinas (1937-2008) was a leading Chicano poet who published a number of well-received collections of poetry, including the Crazy Gypsy, which has been described as "a classic of contemporary and Chicano poetry"), I Go Dreaming Serenades, and Afternoon of The Unreal. He was awarded the Stanley Kunitz award by Columbia Magazine for one of his poems, and a General Electric Foundation Award. Salinas is regarded as "one of the founding fathers of Chicano poetry in America,"with many of his poems being "canonized in U.S. Hispanic literature." Born on June 24, 1937 in Robstown, Texas, Salinas' father, Rosendo Valdez Salinas, was a second generation Mexicano-Tejano. Salinas was raised under poor circumstances in Robstown until, as a teenager, he moved with his family to California. After graduating from Bakersfield High School, he served in the United States Marines Reserves and attended Bakersfield City College, where he earned an Associate of Arts degree in History. He then...

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UNDER THE BRIDGE

de Emil Straton

Sometimes I feel like I don't have a partner Sometimes I feel like my only friend Is the city I live in, the city of angels Lonely as I am, together we cry I drive on her streets cause she's my...

Loneliness is a Promise

de oana stanescu

I was so wrong..so unafraid so happy..so hopeful..so far I was.. Why do I even bother to hope? Why was there a smile on my face? Why this hell? I thought I had something I thought I was dreaming...

logical song

de Andrei Badea

„When I was young, it seemed that life was so wonderful, a miracle, oh it was beautiful, magical.” Îmi amintesc, uneori, locul de unde am plecat. Asta se întâmplă în special vara, când mă întâlnesc...

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vorbesc cu tine, acum

de Alexandru Gheție

\"I\'m sitting here, simply trying to figure out, what my life\'s all about, can you tell me? I never wanted to be, the person you see, can you tell me who I am? I always wanted to die, but you kept...

Te uită cum crește vaginul

de razvan cirezaru

Am fost la Sibiu, la Artmania. Un bun prilej pentru a revedea acest frumos oraș, pentru a te amesteca printre oameni pitorești, alții decât maimuțoii de la slujbă costumați în salopeta...

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sorry..

de oana stanescu

I’m sorry I want more than I can get, more than I’ll ever get.. I’m sorry for being what I am I’m sorry for being at all but it wasn’t my choice.. I’m sorry for choosing not to choose I’m sorry for...

Ash Wednesday

de T.S. Eliot

I Because I do not hope to turn again Because I do not hope Because I do not hope to turn Desiring this man\'s gift and that man\'s scope I no longer strive to strive towards such things (Why should...

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RIDDLE (ghicitoare)

de Vlad Martinescu

Riddle There is darkness, And darkness is my heart. There is pain, And pain is my soul. There is sadness, And sadness is my meaning. There is death, And death is my life. I’m the collector of all...