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Oana Cristache

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"I'm longing to dive into the sea of tranquillity and drown in it to feel what I never felt before... freedom" (Lacrimas Profundere, albumul"And the wings embraced us",piesa "Autumn morning", 1996)

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Richard Von Schaukal

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1892-1897 studiaza dreptul in Viena; in 1998 promoveaza examenul de licenta; face parte din categoria poetilor simbolisti din Viena; primul volum de poezii il scoate la varsta de 19 ani, sub influenta puternica a lui Hugo von Hofmannsthal. Opere: Poems (Dresden 1893); Verses 1892-96 (Bruenn 1896); My gardens. Lonely verses (Berlin 1897); Tristia. New poems from the years 1897-98 (Leipzig 1898); Days and dreams. New verses (Leipzig 1899; 2 1902 erw. Expenditure.); Longing. New verses (Munich 1900); Pierrot and Combine or the song of the marriage (Leipzig 1902); Previous evening. An act in verses (Leipzig 1902); Selected poems (Leipzig 1904); Book of the soul. New poems (Munich 1908); Child poems (Munich 1913); Autumn. Poems 1912-14 (Munich 1914); Eherne of sonnets 1914 (Munich 1915); Homeland of the soul. Poems 1914-16 (Munich 1916); War songs from Austria (Vienna 1917); Jahresringe. New poems 1918-21 (Braunschweig 1922); Autumn height. New poems 1921-33 (Paderborn 1933); Music of the...

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autumn to kill

de Ștefan Petrea

deși-n senin mă-ndeamnă din multe zări albastrul la lună ori la soare în așternut de toamnă încet mai vine moartea... sărută-mă, hai!, Doamnă căci regăsesc în tine dovezi de-a fi Sihastrul tot...

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New York in autumn

de Andrei Dumitrescu

I want to visit New York in autumn and breathe the falling leaves through the rush and the spin, As I do want to hug all those sweet, unknown creatures of you from the low top to the high bottom...

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CORONA

de fara cuvinte

Autumn eats its leaf out of my hand: we are friends. From the nuts we shell time and we teach it to walk: then time returns to the shell. In the mirror it\'s Sunday, in dream there is room for...

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If you forget me

de Pablo Neruda

I want you to know one thing. You know how this is: if I look at the crystal moon, at the red branch of the slow autumn at my window, if I touch near the fire the impalpable ash or the wrinkled body...

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A Thousand Kisses Deep

de Leonard Cohen

You came to me this morning and you handled me like meat. You\'d have to be a man to know how good that feels, how sweet. My mirrored twin, my next of kin, I\'d know you in my sleep and who but you...

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Why

de Emma

Why is it life so dear to us? Why is it pure,magic and thus Sparkling,hidden under mists of grass, On the ground of sky Lightened by the faithful moonly rye. However absurd this definition seems This...

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Desespoir

de Oscar Wilde

The seasons send their ruin as they go, For in the spring the narciss shows its head Nor withers till the rose has flamed to red, And in the autumn purple violets blow, And the slim crocus stirs the...

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Among The Rocks

de Robert Browning

Oh, good gigantic smile o\' the brown old earth, This autumn morning! How he sets his bones To bask i\' the sun, and thrusts out knees and feet For the ripple to run over in its mirth; Listening the...

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Cold

de Florin Hulubei

în cel mai frumos răsărit al toamnei și aerul tresare când mergi cu teamă pe trotuarele metropolei vara e numai amintire acum „forever autumn” e hitul care-ți invadează timpanele prin căștile fancy...

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Soul-Written Miniatures in Words…

de Andrei Lucian Dragoi

Sands… Her breasts put together are the most wonderful castels ever built in the primordial sands… Unfortunately they have no windows… I could have seen The First Man-Rise!… Pictures The spirits of...

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Silet

de Ezra Pound

When I behold how black, immortal ink Drips from my deathless pen - ah, well-away! Why should we stop at all for what I think? There is enough in what I chance to say. It is enough that we once came...

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My November Guest

de Robert Frost

My Sorrow, when she\'s here with me, Thinks these dark days of autumn rain Are beautiful as days can be; She loves the bare, the withered tree; She walks the sodden pasture lane. Her pleasure will...

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Song of wine

de Emile Nelligan

Fresh in joy\'s live light all things coincide, This fine may eve! like living hopes that once Were in my heart, the choring birds once Their prelude to my window open wide. O fine may eve! o happy...

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The Sphinx

de Oscar Wilde

In a dim corner of my room for longer than my fancy thinks A beautiful and silent Sphinx has watched me through the shifting gloom. Inviolate and immobile she does not rise she does not stir For...

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Alte concursuri, alți castigători

de Maria Tirenescu

Așa cum am promis, revin cu informații proaspete. Cu doar două zile în urmă am primit revista în care am găsit ceea ce urmează. a) International Haiku Poetry Festival, The Aichi Expo, July 2005...

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Laura

de Paul Valéry

Since dawn she has been with me, Laura, alone in a private sphere. Solitude I name this closed system where all things are alive. At this first hour I bank neither with my days nor with my nights,...

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Canto 49

de Ezra Pound

For the seven lakes, and by no man these verses: Rain; empty river; a voyage, Fire from frozen cloud, heavy rain in the twilight Under the cabin roof was one lantern. The reeds are heavy; bent; and...

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O carte de haiga

de Maria Tirenescu

În această toamnă, la Târgu-Mureș, a apărut, în format liliputan, o carte de haiga, intitulată, SÃ FII IAR COPIL…, carte cu care începe colecția revistei „Imagini frumoase”. Cartea cuprinde haiku-uri...

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