"Wondering dialogue" – 46 rezultate
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TMToma George Maiorescu
Surname: MAIORESCU Given Names: TOMA GEORGE Date of Birth: December 8, 1928 Married on: July 15, 1955 Number of Children: 1, Daughter - Daniela Wanda Education: Graduate, Faculty of Letters and Philosophy University of Bucharest, Graduate, Literaturni Institut, Moscow, Doctor in Humane Letters, Doctor Honoris Causa. Career to Date: 1954-1971 Editor "Contemporanul" Magazine; 1971-1982 Deputy Editor-in-Chief "Romania Pitoreasca" Magazine; 1990-Present Director of "ECO" Magazine, "Ecosophia", President of the Romanian Ecological Movement; President of The European Foundation for Ecological Education and Culture. Memberships: Active member of the "New York Academy of Sciences"; Member of the "Academie Internationale du Tourisme" (Monaco); Honor member of the Academy of Ecology (Romania). Publications: PROSE: A Trip Through Time, 1956; The Place where Cosmonauts Return, 1962; Barefoot Gods, 1966; A Dialogue with the Century, Volume I 1967, Volume II 1972; 0,17 Operation,1972; Wandering...
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Busuioc Alexandru
Just another soul wondering free on Earth....
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TSTaneda Santôka
Taneda Santōka, birth name: Taneda Shōichi; 3 December 1882 - 11 October 1940) was the pen-name of a Japanese author and haiku poet. He is known for his free verse haiku. Santoka, an ordained Zen priest, after spending most of his life wandering all over the country as a begging monk, chose to settle in Matsuyama only to die 10 months later. The humble cottage where he dwelt -- Isso-an (A Blade of Grass Hermitage) is preserved north of Ehime University. His books and documents are also preserved in Shiki Memorial Museum. "In February of 1929 I received ordination as a monk and became resident priest at Mitori Kannon-do in the countryside of Kumamoto Prefecture. It was truly a solitary forest life (sanrin dokuju); as for quietness it was quiet, as for loneliness it was lonely -- such a life it was." (Taneda Santoka - from "Sômokutô") The Zen he was ultimately to practice, however, though traditional, was unusual. It was the Zen of solitary walking. The open road was to become...
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ADAlfred Döblin
Alfred Döblin (n. 10 august 1878, Stettin — d. 28 iunie 1957, Emmendingen, lîngă Freiburg) a fost un scriitor german, considerat a fi unul din principalii reprezentanți ai expresionismului în literatură. Lucrarea ce i-a adus notorietate mondială este romanul Berlin Alexanderplatz (1929). Romanul "Berlin Alexanderplatz" (povestea lui Franz Biberkopf) a fost publicat și în România, (ediția 1, Editura Romanul secolului XX, 1987; ediția a 2-a, Editura Paralela 45, Pitești, 2005), traducere și note de Ion Roman. *** = Selected bibliography = Die Ermordung einer Butterblume Die drei Sprünge des Wang-Lun (The Three Leaps of Wang-Lun) Wadzeks Kampf mit der Dampfturbine Der schwarze Vorhang Wallenstein Berge, Meere und Giganten (Mountains, Seas and Giants) Die beiden Freundinnen und ihr Giftmord Reise in Polen (Journey To Poland) Manas Berlin Alexanderplatz Die Ehe Unser Dasein Babylonische Wandrung (Babylonian Wandering) Pardon wird nicht gegeben (Men Without Mercy) Amazonas-Trilogie (Vol. 1...
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nobody
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The cat on the mat
de Bobeica Razvan
The cat sat on the mat. And doing so he started athinking, Pondering and wondering: „Why did he have to be a cat?” He saw no logic in that. A tiger he wanted to be, To roam wild and be free! To...
Look Here Mr. Beefy
de Ohm
A poem for all the ones who ever typed A/S/L I look up in the corner, and a message up has arrived, a private message from a stranger who thinks I have no pride, who thinks the three little words...
Numarand timpul pe broaste
de Andrei Dumitrescu
Counting the frogs, the skins and the birds, And the stars and the wings And the arms and the dreams, Counting the crows the fingers,the toes, Whispers and shouts the loves and the doubts, Counting...
My little rat
de Andrei Dumitrescu
Inside the arms of Seth lies a little rat, dressed from head to toes in his twisted woes, He listens to my song ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong, He dances on my pain, the lamest of the lame, He\'s...
The pot of flowers
de Théophile Gautier
Sometimes a small boy finds a tiny seed And takes a porcelain pot whose colours charm His eye to serve as a garden-bed, Where monstrous blossoms and blue dragons swarm. He goes away. Down snakes the...
burgundia 59
de Anni- Lorei Mainka
just reach out your hand and I\'ll be there prima oară în Pitești l-am întâlnit în sufrageria de paiantă a lui Petru mirosea a ceapă ciorbă de fasole ne invita să bem vinul de țară damigene tocite...
Sacrament
de Coana Loenida
\"Your turn or mine?\" \"I think you went last time, I\'ll go.\" He slips from the bed and pads into the kitchen. The blinds are up but he doesn\'t move to shut them: it\'s late and dark, if the...
Goblin Market
de Christina Rossetti
MORNING and evening Maids heard the goblins cry: \"Come buy our orchard fruits, Come buy, come buy: Apples and quinces, Lemons and oranges, Plump unpecked cherries- Melons and raspberries,...
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...
PARADISE LOST -- Book X
de John Milton
Book X Mean while the heinous and despiteful act Of Satan, done in Paradise; and how He, in the serpent, had perverted Eve, Her husband she, to taste the fatal fruit, Was known in Heaven; for what...
PARADISE LOST -- Book V
de John Milton
Book V Now Morn, her rosy steps in the eastern clime Advancing, sowed the earth with orient pearl, When Adam waked, so customed; for his sleep Was aery-light, from pure digestion bred, And temperate...
Toate
de Dafina David
Curând vor crește mările peste linia cerului, mai adânc decât genele se risipesc în somn. Cu un răgaz care nu mai desprinde în nimeni ceasul de piele, se vor naște toate. Curând apoi, vor desprinde...
Porn meditation
de Theodor Emilian Barbu
Porn has ruined it for me. I mean now I can never be with a girl who is less than perfect. Pretty just won’t do it anymore. It seems this is my curse. It’s hard even to talk to the ugly ones. That...
EMSHA
de Olariu Fabian
Acum taci. Încearca sa scrii mai departe Ignora-ti constiinta. Gândeste aparte... Usor usor totul...dispare din fata ta Si, – uite! – lumina. Caldura. Tradarea. Dulcea tradare. Încet, încet dispare...
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de emilian valeriu pal
totul devine mai simplu și mai ușor dacă-ți închipui că moartea e un fel de efect meissner sufletul levitează cuantic pe trup viața îți trece prin fața ochilor cum trec peisajele prin fereastra unui...