"and love is unreal" – 5567 rezultate
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Fall in love and stay in love. Write only what you love, and love what you write. The key word is love. You have to get up in the morning and write something you love, something to live for. Absolventa a Seminarului Teologic Cuv. Paraschateva, -Agapia-Neamt, promotia 2003; Absolventa a Universitatii Al.I. Cuza -Iasi, Facultatea de Economie si Administrarea Afacerilor, promotia 2007;
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Admiel Kosman
Born in Israel in 1957, he is professor at the University of Potsdam and the Academic director of Abraham Geiger College in Berlin. He is the author of 7 books of poetry, and the editor of an anthology of Mystical-Religious poetry (with Meiron Eizakson). Admiel Kosman has also a column in ‘Haaretz’ (an Israeli newspaper) on traditional stories in a postmodern light. His last book which deals with modern readings of Talmudic stories is “Men’s Tractate: Rav and the Butcher and other Stories – On Manhood, Love and Authentic Life in Aggadic and Hassidic Stories” (Keter, Jerusalem 2002).
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Admiel Kosman
Born in Israel in 1957, he is professor at the University of Potsdam and the Academic director of Abraham Geiger College in Berlin. He is the author of 7 books of poetry, and the editor of an anthology of Mystical-Religious poetry (with Meiron Eizakson). Admiel Kosman has also a column in ‘Haaretz’ (an Israeli newspaper) on traditional stories in a postmodern light. His last book which deals with modern readings of Talmudic stories is “Men’s Tractate: Rav and the Butcher and other Stories – On Manhood, Love and Authentic Life in Aggadic and Hassidic Stories” (Keter, Jerusalem 2002).
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Admiel Kosman
Born in Israel in 1957, he is professor at the University of Potsdam and the Academic director of Abraham Geiger College in Berlin. He is the author of 7 books of poetry, and the editor of an anthology of Mystical-Religious poetry (with Meiron Eizakson). Admiel Kosman has also a column in ‘Haaretz’ (an Israeli newspaper) on traditional stories in a postmodern light. His last book which deals with modern readings of Talmudic stories is “Men’s Tractate: Rav and the Butcher and other Stories – On Manhood, Love and Authentic Life in Aggadic and Hassidic Stories” (Keter, Jerusalem 2002).
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NANaim Araidi
Naim Araidi was born in 1950, in the Druze village of Marrar in the Galilee. He went to Hebrew school in Haifa, and continued to a PhD in Hebrew Literature. He teaches in Haifa and has published numerous books of poetry and prose both Arabic and Hebrew. He has been awarded the Prime Minister's Award; The Creativity Prize for Arabic Literature; and an honorary PhD from the World Academy for Arts and Culture. A book of poetry entitled Back to the Village is available in English The first poetry book published in 1972 and others: Back into the village, 1986 - Perhaps this is love, 1990 - Five dimensions, 1991 Soldiers of water,1988 (prose) Fatal baptizing, 1992 (novel), Still - run deep, 2003 (poems). He has been translated into many languages. Books Published in Hebrew Is Love Possible [poetry), Eked, 1972 [Eich Efshar Leehov) Compassion and Fear [poetry), Eked, 1975 [Hemlah Ve-Pahad) Return to the Village [poetry), Am Oved, 1986 [Hazarti El Ha-Kefar) Perhaps it`s Love [poems ), Sifriat...
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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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YAYosano Akiko
Akiko Yosano, 7 December 1878 - 29 May 1942) was the pen-name of a Japanese author, poet, pioneering feminist, pacifist, and social reformer, active in late Meiji period, Taishō period and early Showa period Japan. Her real name was Yosano Shiyo. She is one of the most famous, and most controversial, post-classical woman poets of Japan. Yosano was born the daughter of a rich merchant in Sakai, Osaka. From early childhood, she was fond of reading literary works while she helped her family business. When she was a high school student, she began to subscribe to the poetry magazine Myōjō (Bright Star), and she became one of its most important contributors. Myōjō’s editor, Yosano Tekkan, taught her tanka poetry and sometimes visited her in Sakai. Although Tekkan was married, the two authors fell in love and started a new life together in the suburb of Tokyo. Tekkan eventually divorced his wife and married Akiko in 1901. In 1901, Yosano brought out her first volume...
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EMEdwin Morgan
Edwin George Morgan OBE (born 27 April 1920) is a Scottish poet and translator who is associated with the Scottish Renaissance. He is widely recognised as one of the foremost Scottish poets of the 20th century. In 1999, Morgan was made the first Glasgow Poet Laureate. In 2004, he was named as the first Scottish national poet: The Scots Makar. Morgan was born in Glasgow and grew up in Rutherglen. He entered the University of Glasgow in 1937 and, after interrupting his studies to serve in World War II as a non-combatant conscientious objector with the Royal Army Medical Corps, graduated in 1947 and became a lecturer at the University. He worked there until his retirement in 1980. He came out as gay in Nothing Not Giving Messages: Reflections on his Work and Life , but explored his sexuality in many previous works.[1] He had written many famous love poems, among them "Strawberries" and "The Unspoken", in which the love object was not gendered; this was partly because of legal problems at...
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PCPierre de Saint Cloud
This skillful and cultured poet brought the adventures of Renart the Fox, known previously only in Latin, to a wider, French-speaking public. The two earliest branches of the Roman de Renart, II and Va (ca. 1174–77), which relate the love affair of Renart and Hersent the she-wolf, are attributed to him. Though he imitated Ysengrimus for three episodes (“Renart and Chantecler,” “Renart and the Titmouse,” “Renart and Hersent”) and Marie de France for another (“The Fox and the Crow”), “Renart and Tibert the Cat” is his own invention. He pokes fun at the legal system, pontifical legates and certain religious institutions, princes and nobles, through a subtle parody, intended largely to evoke laughter, of the chansons de geste and Arthurian romance. He was read and imitated by French and foreign authors of beast epics, such as Jacquemart Gielée, Heinrich der Glîchezâre, and Chaucer), by fabulists and writers of exempla (Eudes de Cheriton, Nicole Bozon, Jacques de Vitry), and by Philippe de...
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TET.S. Eliot
Thomas Stearns Eliot, OM (26 September 1888–4 January 1965), was a poet, playwright and literary critic. He received the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1948. Among his most famous writings are the poems The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock, The Waste Land, The Hollow Men, Ash Wednesday and Four Quartets; the plays Murder in the Cathedral and The Cocktail Party; and the essay "Tradition and the Individual Talent". Eliot was born in the United States, moved to the United Kingdom in 1914 (at age 25), and became a British subject in 1927 at the age of 39. Of his nationality and its role in his work, Eliot said: "[My poetry] wouldn't be what it is if I'd been born in England, and it wouldn't be what it is if I'd stayed in America. It's a combination of things. But in its sources, in its emotional springs, it comes from America."
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Confused
de Cristina
Confusion...bluring my thoughts I don\'t know wheather to stay or to go Whether to love or to hate Or just be indiferent to everything My emotions are mixed My reactions are unrealistic To what\'s...
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...
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....
Love like I understand it...
de Horațiu Pușcă
Love is mine and love is yours, Make by heart, My love was from the begining For what I want to feel it sure, To feel always the love out there Where my heart brightening for you, it was in pain, In...
Touched by the Sun
de Cristian Andrei
Tu, Copil aprins pe cer Cu fruntea înmuiată-n stele Alini durerea și patima din suflet Îmi redai cu calm și duioșie Speranța ca ma voi renaște Cu tine într-o unică ființă, Să fim doar noi o veșnicie....
epilog
de Andrei Horia Gheorghiu
singur între lumi paralele învelindu-se una pe alta într-un joc surd fără atingeri, fără soare îmi caut latura întunecată singur între ziduri (ce ușor le ridic, ce greu le dărâmi) urăsc gustul...
apiculturism
de Florin Branza
love is pain i will give you all my love and watch you twist and scream eu am scris-o pe asta poetic, nu? ca virgulă căldura sentimentului de lapte vărsat deasupra căruia putem să plângem we can cry...
Sur les Lagunes. Lamento.
de Théophile Gautier
My dear love is dead: I will cry forever; Into the grave she carries My soul and my love. To heaven, without waiting for me She\'s returned; The angel that carried her Did not want to take me. How...
Heal The World
de Michael Jackson
There\'s a place in your Heart and I know that is love and this place could be much brighter than tomorrow and if you really try you\'ll find there\'s no need to cry in this place you\'ll feel...
I dream
de Crăița Șerbănescu
I dream of things that can not be I dream and in my dreams I fly And that is me or that is I But matters not of dreams or real It is the way I truly feel And deep inside I know of love And in the sky...