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0.02 secundeMeilisearchDaniela 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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Radu Contes
The beginning of my childhood was profoundly marked by one of my grandfather’s passions – literature. For him reading, living, the writings of so many did not seem to be enough, so he began writing his own stories that still echo in my memory and in my heart. I remember that one day I went to him and asked “What are you writing about?”. Looking at me for only a second and returning his eyes at the ink stained notebook he answered: “My life”. Regretful, I confess that that was the last dialogue we had. After that I began reading, reading everything he was writing. Two years after his death, I had met someone who changed everything. I stopped reading and began writing myself. It was such a new feeling. It seemed to be never ending. It still feels. Since the first time, you may think I am exaggerating, but it really was the first time I saw her when I felt this sudden urge of writing. Words like “Thank you” seem meaningless compared to the things that you have done for me.
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adrian jigăranu
25 iunie 1985 Are you a child of the free to be you and me generation And are you in tune with the world around you I am a child of the free to be you and me generation And I am with you in being in tune We shall bring change to this place Listen to the whistle of the planet twirlin through space Singin la la la la la la to the human race (she says) I believe I am the flower of life, the earth And the ocean oh oh I believe I feel the power of light, vibrate All around me oh oh I believe you are the children of the one great spirit, oh oh Are you a child of the free to be you and me generation And are you confused with the world around you I am a child of the free to be you and me generation And I am with you in being confused Children children can you hear it Listen to the riddle in the melody by great spirit Singin la la la la la la theres nothin to it (he says) I believe I am the flower of life, the air And the sunshine oh oh I believe I am the power of light, the motive For the...
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Oana Cristache
"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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does it really matter
"N-am altă Ană/ Mă zidesc pe mine" Ana Blandiana
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Marius Rădulescu
PUBLISHED WORKS In anthologies: *The Buds of the Baragan, poetry, 1970 *The Taste of Roses, poetry, 1979 *Water Circles, poetry, 2002 *Faces in Bronze(vol.II), 2005 Coauthored: *Boutros Boutros- Ghali and Romania, political analysis, 1996 *A Laurel Leaf, biography, bilingual edition(Romanian- English), 1996 *13 - Sad Reality, poetry, bilingual edition(Romanian- French), 1998 Personal: *Accents, poetry, 1996 *The Analysis of the Soul, poetry, 2000 *Bucegi 2000, prose, 2000 *The Imperfect Past, poetry, bilingual edition (Romanian- French), 2000 *Appeal to Memory, poetry, CD release, 2003
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Otilia
It's personal.
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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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andra n
"it looks i've reached the crossroad.. remains of what i am still still waiting on the sidewalk to fill this peaceful day the burden of a choice my past dissolved..erased would you belive my world?"
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Mina Loa
"It Suits the Poets Purpose" by RAY REESE writers would have us believe in popular mythology that women are enamored with men of power mock gladiator bluster Portofolio's Corporate corpulent physique when in fact most of the women worth the having are with men who are good with words...
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feels like rain
de Liviu Nanu
„Love comes out of nowhere baby, just like a hurricane And it feels like rain And it feels like rain” Buddy Guy voi scrie o poezie despre motorul v 8 îmi spune prietenul meu o poezie stereofonică...
Daydreamer
de Calin Alexandru
Everyday is so much more amazing Waking up right next to you And it feels like I\'m daydreaming \'Cause it\'s always sunshine when I look at you! I play games with you trying to resist, Trying to...
My love is still here
de Marlena Culi
Red rose, red rose As pure as love it self, White roses as the light of Your sweet kisses. I felt once the window Of you heart open Oh, I remember that day, Like it was yesterday? No more tears, and...
Another Story Of Lenore
de Alin Niculae
This wave seems to lead me now To the place of Nevermore The place where I will find... Where I will find my lost Lenore. I divide the night in search for love And myst guides me out of sorrow I will...
Rezultatele celei de a doua ediții a concursului de haiku Sharpening the green pencil
de Corneliu Traian Atanasiu
S-au primit 394 poeme de la 199 de participanți din 5 continente și 38 de țări. Premiul I Asni AMIN Singapore, SINGAPORE letting go... the butterflies I'll never see again lăsați să plece … fluturi...
The Death of the Hired Man
de Robert Frost
Mary sat musing on the lamp-flame at the table Waiting for Warren. When she heard his step, She ran on tip-toe down the darkened passage To meet him in the doorway with the news And put him on his...
Athanasia
de Oscar Wilde
To that gaunt House of Art which lacks for naught Of all the great things men have saved from Time, The withered body of a girl was brought Dead ere the world\'s glad youth had touched its prime, And...
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...
I always say
de Lia Miruna Dumitrache
So there we were, in hell. Burning programme’s nine to four – the perpetual thing is bogus cause there’s too many of us and they have to have shifts and besides they gotta cool the place down at...
Hamlet
de William Shakespeare
HAMLET DRAMATIS PERSONAE (PAGINA 5) ACT III SCENE I A room in the castle. [Enter KING CLAUDIUS, QUEEN GERTRUDE, POLONIUS, OPHELIA, ROSENCRANTZ, and GUILDENSTERN] KING CLAUDIUS And can you, by no...
