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JCJim Carroll
James Dennis "Jim" Carroll (August 1, 1949 – September 11, 2009) was an author, poet, autobiographer, and punk musician. Carroll was best known for his 1978 autobiographical work The Basketball Diaries, which was made into the 1995 film of the same name, starring Leonardo DiCaprio as Carroll. Carroll was of Irish descent and attended Roman Catholic grammar schools from 1955 to 1963. In fall 1963, he entered public school, but was soon awarded a scholarship to the elite private school Trinity School (New York). He entered Trinity High School in 1964. Apart from being interested in writing, Carroll was an all-star basketball player throughout his grade school and high school career. He entered the "Biddy League" at age 13 and participated in the National High School All Star Game in 1966. During this time, Carroll was living a double life as a heroin addict who prostituted himself to afford his habit, but was also writing poems and attending poetry workshops at St. Mark's Poetry...
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ATAlex Tocilescu
Apar pe lume prin `77, în București. În `89, plec în Germania, unde stau și acum, studiind istoria, muzica și fotbalul. Debutez în România Literară prin 2004, scriu o prefață la Castelul Surorilor Grimm de Theodor Denis Dinulescu în acelasi an, îmi apar niște poezii în ziarul Ziua în 2005, primesc premiul fundației Orient-Occident pentru "Debut în poezie la cenaclul USR", și la sfârșitul lui 2005 îmi apare un volum de proză scurtă, "Eu et al" la editura Polirom. Dupa care niste pauza, curmata de aparitia romanului relativ pornografic "Carne cruda" la editura Brumar, in Mai 2007. That's all folks!
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ITIoan Tițian
Prenume: Ioan Nume: Tițian email: maa_eendo@yahoo.com Photo: by Me ... 1 Does the Eagle know what is in the pit? 2 Or wilt thou go ask the Mole? 3 Can Wisdom be put in a silver rod? 4 Or Love in a golden bowl? (by W. Blake) ... I ne'er was struck before that hour With love so sudden and so sweet. Her face it bloomed like a sweet flower And stole my heart away complete. My face turned pale, a deadly pale. My legs refused to walk away, And when she looked what could I ail My life and all seemed turned to clay. And then my blood rushed to my face And took my eyesight quite away. The trees and bushes round the place Seemed midnight at noonday. I could not see a single thing, Words from my eyes did start. They spoke as chords do from the string, And blood burnt round my heart. Are flowers the winter's choice Is love's bed always snow She seemed to hear my silent voice Not love appeals to know. I never saw so sweet a face As that I stood before. My heart has left its dwelling place And can...
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MCMary Higgins Clark
Mary Theresa Eleanor Higgins Clark Conheeney (née Higgins; born December 24, 1927 in the Bronx, New York), known professionally as Mary Higgins Clark, is an American author of suspense novels. Each of her forty-two books have been a bestseller in the United States and various European countries, and all of her novels remain in print as of 2007, with her debut suspense novel, Where Are The Children, in its seventy-fifth printing. She is a minority owner of the New Jersey Nets. Higgins Clark began writing at an early age. After several years working as a secretary and copy editor, Higgins Clark spent a year as a stewardess for Pan-American Airlines before leaving her job to marry and start a family. She supplemented the family's income by writing short stories. After her husband died in 1964, Higgins Clark worked for many years writing four-minute radio scripts, until her agent convinced her to try writing novels. Her debut novel, a fictionalized account of the life of George...
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PGPhyllis Gotlieb
Phyllis Gotlieb, born in Toronto on May 25, 1926, to parents who owned a movie theatre, received her B.A. (1948) and M.A. (1950) from the University of Toronto. She published five volumes of poetry from 1964 to 2002, one of them nominated for a Governor General's Award. In 1964 she published the first of nine novels of science fiction, Sunburst, after which the Sunburst Award for Canadian Literature of the Fantastic is named. Three sf series followed: the Dahlgren, 1976-89 (O Master Caliban! and Heart of Red Iron), the Ungrukh or Starcats, 1980-85 (A Judgment Of Dragons, Emperor, Swords and Pentacles, The Kingdom of Cats), and the GalFed, 1998-2002 (Flesh and Gold, Violent Stars, Mindworld). A Judgment Of Dragons won the Aurora award in 1982. She has also published a mainstream novel, Why Should I Have all the Grief (1969), and two volumes of short stories, notably Blue Apes (1995). Gotlieb edited Tesseracts 2 in 1987, and Transversions Poetry from 1995 to 2000. She has lived in...
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rusu alina
25 ani.1.65,terminat Conservatorul,canto clasic(principal) si pian secunndar
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DADosa Andrei-Adam
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VIVereha Olivia Irina
all we are is dust in the wind...
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VVVeronica Văleanu
All expression of energy in this universe must end where it began. Walter Russell I am a survivivore. And for a survivivore, its predatory condition is strictly related to consuming its own survivals. Born - every time I was signalled to. Married, two children. Printer.s Devil Review, vol.2, no.2 Chicago Poetry Review, Poetry Cram 14, Journal of Modern Poetry Randomly Accessed Poetics World Poetry Reading Series, Featured Poets Ygdrasil, A Journal of the Poetic Arts, vol.XXII, issue 3 ...as I said: Nobody can live real poetry. You have to survive it.
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Comptine Rose
all my joys resemble more a momentary intoxication than the real gold of happiness//
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all star converse și pielea mea așa de aiurea
de Marinescu Victor
ce dracului faci acolo nu-i spun nimic pentru că totul are sens și chestiile astea simple nu-mi aparțin nici măcar nu mă satură dar îmi vin bine o pereche de bascheți pantalonii negri un tricou scris...
Ioan Gyuri Pascu sau Cel mai Mic Om Mare pe care-l cunoaste Andu Moldovean
de Ion Nimerencu
Aseara, la Club Folk Casa Eliad, am avut parte de un eveniment placut si interesant. Ioan Gyuri Pascu si-a lansat noul album, \"Jocul de-a joaca\". Lume multa si buna (!), de la oameni obișnuiți,...
pastila pentru cord superficial
de Roxana Sonea
Intru în sala de curs, ca de fiecare dată, cu inima strânsă și cu un zâmbet arborat pe față: sunt o Diana cuceritoare, că Afrodita ar fi prea mult. Pășesc cu pași atenți, ușor zvâcniți, sunt...
Scrisoare de la o necunoscuta
de adrian grauenfels
La \"Cine ești?\" raspunsul e intotdeauna altundeva decat in simplul \" sunt o femeie\" in iunie dau licența in jurnalism și științele comunicarii publicitate, intre timp studiez și sociologia. Imi...
PARADISE LOST -- Book VII
de John Milton
Book VII Descend from Heaven, Urania, by that name If rightly thou art called, whose voice divine Following, above the Olympian hill I soar, Above the flight of Pegasean wing! The meaning, not the...
Scrisoarea IV - vers Engleza
de Mihai Eminescu
See the tall and lonely castle mirrored in the placid lake, \'Neath those waters does its shadow through the ages never wake, Silently above the pine-tress rise its ancient rampart stark, Throwing...
Hamlet
de William Shakespeare
HAMLET DRAMATIS PERSONAE (PAGINA 4) ACT II SCENE I A room in POLONIUS\' house. [Enter POLONIUS and REYNALDO] LORD POLONIUS Give him this money and these notes, Reynaldo. REYNALDO I will, my lord....
Nemurirea la nivel elementar
de Ioana Veronica Epure
“We`re all made of star dust.” Carl Sagan Vox conducea. Stătea la volanul frumoasei sale decapotabile, o antichitate moștenită de la tatăl lui, și cu o mână sprijinită pe schimbătorul de viteze, iar...
The Star-Splitter
de Robert Frost
`You know Orion always comes up sideways. Throwing a leg up over our fence of mountains, And rising on his hands, he looks in on me Busy outdoors by lantern-light with something I should have done by...
Death of a ladies man
de Leonard Cohen
Ah the man she wanted all her life was hanging by a thread \"I never even knew how much I wanted you,\" she said. His muscles they were numbered and his style was obsolete. \"O baby, I have come too...