"and yes, the hippies have found their peace" – 5565 rezultate
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FEFi And El
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chaos and smiles
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MIme, myself and I
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APAndrei Popete - Patrascu
Nume: Popete - Pătrașcu Andrei Adresă: Nr. 495B, str. Ecaterina Teodoriu, Târgu Jiu, Gorj, România Telefon: 0253/22.63.16 ; 0763/66.10.19 E-mail: and_pp@yahoo.com Naționalitate: Română Data nașterii: 04 noiembrie 1982 Experiența profesională: 2005 - prezent profesor istorie Colegiul Național „Ecaterina Teodoroiu” Târgu Jiu, str. 1 Decembrie 1918, nr. 29 bis. Colegiul Național „Spiru Haret” Târgu Jiu, str. 1 Decembrie 1918, nr. 106. Grup Școlar Energetic Nr.1 Târgu Jiu, str. Aleea 23 August nr. 11. 2005 - 2006 redactor - șef săptămânalul Timpul, Târgu Jiu, str. Vasile Alecsandri, nr. 53. 2000 - 2005 editor publicist, redactor săptămânalul Timpul, Târgu Jiu, str. Vasile Alecsandri, nr. 53. Studii și cursuri de specialitate: Masterand (anul II) - Universitatea din Craiova, Facultatea de Istorie, Filosofie și Geografie, specializarea Cercetarea și conservarea mărturiilor istorice. 2006 - 2007 Universitatea „Aurel Vlaicu” Arad, D.P.P.D., specializarea Masterat -Management educațional. 2001...
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MEMihaela Ela
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Adriana Neacsu
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Militaru Raluca Iuliana
Buna!Ai mei mi-au pus doua nume, si anume: Raluca si Iuliana.Dragii de ei...Oare la ce s-au gandit cand le-au ales?De ani de zile incerc sa ma obisnuiesc cu ele si imi spun mereu:”Eiii...lasa ca merge!”Am dreptate nu?Va mai spun ceva:de cate ori o intreb pe Raluca ce parere are despre Iuliana, aceasta spune ca nu o intelege,iar parerea Iulianei despre Raluca este ca nici ea nu o intelege.Deci sunt convinsa ca nu ati inteles mare lucru. Sunt o adolescenta de 17 ani. Hobby-uri mele sunt: poezia, cugetarile despre viata, memoriile din jurnal, limba si literatuta romana, limba latina si frumoasele-i texte, muzica, dansul, pictura(in special picturile de pe peretii camerei mele), rochitele(:X) si nu in ultimul rand arta culinara( in special dulciuri: tarte, prajituri, torturi, fursecuri, biscuiti,etc.-pasiune mostenita de la mana) Sunt nascuta in orasul Tulcea, judetul Tulcea, Romania. Am inceput sa scriu din primul an de liceu, iar acum literatura a devenit pentru mine un mod de a trai...
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CRCraig Raine
Poet and critic Craig Raine was born on 3 December 1944 in Bishop Auckland, England, and read English at Exeter College, Oxford. He lectured at Exeter College (1971-2), Lincoln College, Oxford, (1974-5), and Christ Church, Oxford, (1976-9), and was books editor for New Review (1977-8), editor of Quarto (1979-80), and poetry editor at the New Statesman (1981). Reviews and articles from this period are collected in Haydn and the Valve Trumpet (1990). He became poetry editor at the London publishers Faber and Faber in 1981, and became a fellow of New College, Oxford, in 1991. He gained a Cholmondeley Award in 1983 and the Sunday Times Writer of the Year Award in 1998. He is founder and editor of the literary magazine Areté. His poetry collections include the acclaimed The Onion, Memory (1978), A Martian Sends a Postcard Home (1979), A Free Translation (1981), Rich (1984) and History: The Home Movie (1994), an epic poem that celebrates the history of his own family and that of his wife....
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APAlejandra Pizarnik
Life and Work She was born on April 29, 1936 to Russian Jewish immigrant parents in Avellaneda, a suburb of Buenos Aires, Argentina. A year after entering the department of Philosophy and Letters at the Universidad de Buenos Aires, Pizarnik published her first book of poetry, La tierra más ajena (1955). Soon after, she studied painting with Juan Batlle Planas. Pizarnik followed her debut work with two more volumes of poems, La última inocencia (1956) and Las aventuras perdidas (1958). From 1960 to 1964 Pizarnik lived in Paris. There she worked for the journal Cuadernos, sat on the editorial board of the magazine Les Lettres Nouvelles, and participated in the Parisian literary world. Pizarnik also attended a variety of courses at the Sorbonne, including contemporary French Literature. She died in Buenos Aires of a self-induced overdose of seconal. [edit] Words in life * The Land Far Beyond(La tierra más ajena) (1955) * The Last Innoncence (La última inocencia, 1956) * The Lost...
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ofelia apostol
Born and raised in Bucharest, Romania Liceul "Iulia Hasdeu", Bucharest Universitatea de Limbi si Literaturi Straine, Bucharest University of British Columbia, Canada Lives in Greater Vancouver, B.C., Canada www.mysentimentaljournal.blogspot.com
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Green shop
de Neptumo
Green shop Ok,my mind is not clear all the time And,yes,I know people with good eyes which can not see And,ya,I\'d like to touch my bones from inside(an absolute pleasure) As I like to feel words...
christian death
de dan mihuț
rubella, my love, some say we shall overcome but the sickness bites hard and yes, the razor\'s old their poisons braced in surrender killed every first born son we were kneeling, dressed for burial,...
I wonder
de adriana
I wonder ... if I miss you in this silent and painful way, if I do not trust the way you love me do I love you ? I wonder..... if your caresses and your kisses are your proof of loving me why do you...
Dracula
de Bram Stoker
Chapter 13 - Dr. Seward\'s Diary The funeral was arranged for the next succeeding day, so that Lucy and her mother might be buried together. I attended to all the ghastly formalities, and the urbane...
A singer must die
de Leonard Cohen
Now the courtroom is quiet, but who will confess. Is it true you betrayed us? The answer is Yes. Then read me the list of the crimes that are mine, I will ask for the mercy that you love to decline....
I say there i love you-cantec
de Alina13
I SAY THAT I LOVE YOU YOU SHELTER OF ME WITH YOUR ARMS I SAY THAT I LOVE YOU WITH MY EYES WHAT YOU WANT ABOUT ME? I\'M SO SIGHTLESS,I CAN\'T TO SEE BUT I KNOW:THE TIME IS GO AND NOW YES,I SCREAM THIS...
story....
de Florea Ana-Maria
Grey! That was the colour that described everything around him:nature,atmosphere,colours....everything... One glance around him and he felt as if the colour entered his soul,never to leave it! He got...
Dialogue Between a Priest and a Dying Man (1782)
de Donatien Alphonse François, marquis de Sade
PRIEST - Come to this the fatal hour when at last from the eyes of deluded man the scales must fall away, and be shown the cruel picture of his errors and his vices - say, my son, do you not repent...
Putting in the Seed
de Robert Frost
You come to fetch me from my work tonight When supper\'s on the table, and we\'ll see If I can leave off burying the white Soft petals fallen from the apple tree (Soft petals, yes, but not so barren...
Putting in the Seed
de Robert Frost
You come to fetch me from my work tonight When supper\'s on the table, and we\'ll see If I can leave off burying the white Soft petals fallen from the apple tree (Soft petals, yes, but not so barren...