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I am getting closer to myself...I'll let you know when I have news ...
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Christina Rossetti
Christina Georgina Rossetti, one of the most important women poets writing in nineteenth-century England, was born in London December 5, 1830, to Gabriele and Frances (Polidori) Rossetti. Although her fundamentally religious temperament was closer to her mother\'s, this youngest member of a remarkable family of poets, artists, and critics inherited many of her artistic tendencies from her father. Judging from somewhat idealized sketches made by her brother Dante, Christina as a teenager seems to have been quite attractive if not beautiful. In 1848 she became engaged to James Collinson, one of the minor Pre-Raphaelite brethren, but the engagement ended after he reverted to Roman Catholicism. When Professor Rossetti\'s failing health and eyesight forced him into retirement in 1853, Christina and her mother attempted to support the family by starting a day school, but had to give it up after a year or so. Thereafter she led a very retiring life, interrupted by a recurring illness which...
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Daniela Maria Benea
I was born in Cluj-Napoca on the 11th of September 1970. I have learned to read, write and love over there. In 1991 I moved to Brisbane, Australia. I hold a bachelor degree in International Business. Later on I followed a couple of courses in Psychology. I mainly write in Romanian, that's what makes me feel closer to the places I left. However I do write in English, sometimes it feels like the words find me better this way, or maybe it's the other way around. I read many English books, biographies, poetry, etc.
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coseraru
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Cosereanu Vlad
Absolvent al Liceului Teoretic "Gheorghe Sincai" 2003 Student al Facultatii de Comert din cadru Academiei de Studii Economice pana in prezent
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Gheorghita Coser
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coserea dorinel ionel
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Vitalie Iascencu
Născut la data de 28 august 1979 în s. Coșernița, rn. Florești, R. Moldova.
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Don Miguel de Cervantes y Saavedra
It is not known for certain the exact date of his birth, but since according to Spanish tradition the Christening was carried through very closely after the birth, there is no doubt that his birthday was in 1547. The actual date of the Christening was October 9th, 1547 at the city of Alcala de Henares. Since then, little is known of his childhood, other than he lived with his family in Valladolid, Madrid, and other Andalusian cities. Finally, they settled in Madrid, and afterwards, he became the attendant to the Cardinal Acquaviva in Italy in 1569 . Later on, Cervantes enlisted in to armed forces for the naval Battle of Lepanto (it took place on the 7th of December of 1571) where he was injured. This meant the handicap of his left hand, but he still continued as a soldier, on his voyage returning to Spain 1575 in the galley Sun, he fell prisoner of the Turks when it was over powered. The next five years, Cervantes is a prisoner of war in Algiers, from where he tried to escape four...
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William Carlos Williams
William Carlos Williams (September 17, 1883 – March 4, 1963), also known as WCW, was an American poet closely associated with modernism and Imagism. He was also a pediatrician and general practitioner of medicine. Williams "worked harder at being a writer than he did at being a physician," wrote biographer Linda Wagner-Martin; but during his long lifetime, Williams excelled at both. Williams was born in Rutherford, New Jersey, a community near the city of Paterson.[1] His father was an English immigrant, and his mother was born in San Juan, Puerto Rico. He attended a public school in Rutherford until 1896, then was sent to study at Château de Lancy near Geneva, Switzerland, the Lycée Condorcet in Paris, France, for two years and Horace Mann School in New York City. Then, in 1902, he entered the University of Pennsylvania Medical School. During his time at Penn, Williams became friends with Ezra Pound, Hilda Doolittle (best known as H.D.) and the painter Charles Demuth. These...
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de Corina Gina Papouis
răsfoind meniul, picior peste picior, te-am ales pentru că începeai cu prima literă din albumul meu preferat te-am consumat neglijent cu ochii pe revista de modă și coatele pe masă, apoi mi-am...
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de ioana matei
poetul își devorează cuvântul... cuvântul e mort... poetul îi ajunge?
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de Maria-Gabriela Dobrescu
poeții nu dispun de timp ceasurile lor nu au limbi care să-i agațe așadar nu-ți rămâne decât să aștepți nu cred că e un păcat să te port în dreptul inimii ca pe un talisman știu că într-o zi ceasul...
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de Ligia Pârvulescu
niciun gest nu are cum să te ajungă - mângâierea unei mâini e doar iluzia aerului, pe cand tandrețea ascunsă a unei priviri cade asupra ta ca un bici de foc îți dizlocă oasele în adânc tulbură...
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de Andrei Dumitrescu
Understanding things doesn’t necessarily make you smarter, it just brings you a step closer to darkness.
Never to Awaken
de Paul R. Prodan
Hold you close as night prevails Lay a spell if all else fails Never to awaken and take flight Never seemed as one that might But to make certain in my aim From her rosy lips I must refrain. Still...
Butterflies and Roses
de Coana Loenida
Revealing myself Like the petals on a rose, as they open slowly Exposing the inner softness Arousing the senses with a fragrant whisper Drawing you closer Sensing my vulnerable attraction Wanting to...
Can’t stop to think about you
de Florin DeRoxas
You’re my real love, You’re my love true, You are away But can’t stop to think about you. You came into my life When I was real low And picked me up. You loved me so!... The days are passing, I get...
Heresy
de Dragos Angelescu
We walk this path of beaten stone For ever feeling more alone Under the eyes of gods we march In step, Following a thousand hearts of rithm Slaves of a will We've never been aware of. We march, our...
Necronomikon
de Abdul al-Hazred
THE TESTIMONY OF MAD ARAB THIS is the testimony of all that I have seen, and all that I have learned, in those years that I have possesed the Three Seals of MASSHU. I have seen One Thousand and-One...
