"justement un jour" – 21 rezultate
0.02 secundeMeilisearchNikki Giovanni
Pe numele adevarat Yolande Cornelia Giovanni, a urmat cursurile Universitatii Fisk. E membru activ in The Black Arts Movement, o comunitate de intelectuali de culoare din SUA, care activeaza pentru respectarea drepturilor negrilor si egalitate rasiala. Opera majora: Black Feeling, Black Talk (1968). Black Judgement (1968). Night Comes Softly (1970). Poem of Angela Yvonne Davis (1970). Illustrated by Charles Bible. Re: Creation (1970). Gemini: An Extended Autobiographical Statement on My First Twenty-Five Years of Being a Black Poet (1971). Spin a Soft Black Song: Poems for Children (1971). Illustrated by Charles Bible. In My House (1972). Dialogue (1973). Foreword by Ida Lewis; Afterword by Orde Coombs. Conversations with James Baldwin. My House, Ego-Tripping and Other Poems for Young People (1973). A Poetic Equation: Conversations between Nikki Giovanni and Margaret Walker (1974). The Women Gather (1975). Broadside. The Women and the Men (1975). Cotton Candy on a Rainy Day (1978)....
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POP. D. Ouspensky
Peter D. Ouspensky (March 4, 1878–October 2, 1947), (Pyotr Demianovich Ouspenskii, also Uspenskii or Uspensky, Пётр Демья́нович Успе́нский), a Russian esotericist known for his expositions of the early work of the Greek-Armenian teacher of esoteric doctrine George Gurdjieff, whom he met in Moscow in 1915. He was associated with the ideas and practices originating with Gurdjieff from then on. In 1924, he separated from Gurdjieff personally, and some, including Rodney Collin among others, say that he finally gave up the (Gurdjieff) "system" that he had shared with people for 25 years in England and the United States, but his own recorded words on the subject ("A Record of Meetings," published posthumously) do not clearly endorse this judgement nor does Ouspensky's emphasis on "you must make a new beginning" after confessing "I've left the...
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Jurnal (2)
de Ionuț Georgescu
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Aici și Dincolo
de Constantin Enianu
În marea majoritate a religiilor se regăsește ideea vieții de după moarte, iar raiul și iadul au fost printre temele abordate în arta plastică pe tot mapamondul. Din această perspectivă, istoricul de...
Teatrul paradoxal la Antonin Artaud
de Ioana Petcu
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Judgement of Heaven
de Alexandru Red
If you could live your life again Would you change a thing or leave it all the same If you had the chance again Would you change a thing at all ? When you look back at your past Can you say that you...
PARADISE LOST -- Book XII
de John Milton
Book XII As one who in his journey bates at noon, Though bent on speed; so here the Arch-Angel paused Betwixt the world destroyed and world restored, If Adam aught perhaps might interpose; Then, with...
PARADISE LOST -- Book IX
de John Milton
Book IX No more of talk where God or Angel guest With Man, as with his friend, familiar us\'d, To sit indulgent, and with him partake Rural repast; permitting him the while Venial discourse...
Ash Wednesday
de T.S. Eliot
I Because I do not hope to turn again Because I do not hope Because I do not hope to turn Desiring this man\'s gift and that man\'s scope I no longer strive to strive towards such things (Why should...
TOWER OF SONG
de Leonard Cohen
My friends are gone and my hair is grey I ache in the places where I use to play And I’m crazy for love but I’m not coming on I’m just paying my rent every day In the tower of song. I said to Hank...
PARADISE LOST -- Book X
de John Milton
Book X Mean while the heinous and despiteful act Of Satan, done in Paradise; and how He, in the serpent, had perverted Eve, Her husband she, to taste the fatal fruit, Was known in Heaven; for what...
Discutie cu Candyce
de Luca Tiberiu
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Selected strophes from Les Chants de Maldoror Translated by Dan Clore
de Comte de Lautreamont
Canto I: 6 You should let your fingernails grow for fifteen days. Oh! -- How sweet it is to brutally tear a youth with a hairless upper lip from his bed and, eyes wide open, pretend that you\'ll...
cantecul a luat-o inaintea povestii, tu ai ramas in urma ei sa ajunga ecoul, drumul se inscrie in peninsula cuprinsa de o iarna infrunzita... pe margini rasar ganduri in stoluri de vise... cand, dupa ...
la Cutia de tinichea de Ioan-Mircea Popovici
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la Guardian angel de romy sascher
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la el desierto de tania cozianu
Tu ecris jusquement en Francaise? C'est interesat. MAis la Roumanie n'est pas fatigue. J'esperre. (sa speram ca am scris tot corect)
la Une petite danse de Aggapis
andrei \"Good Lord Boyet, my beauty, though but mean, Needs not the painted flourish of your praise: Beauty is bought by judgement of the eye, Not utter\'d by base sale of chapmen\'s tongues\" (Love\'...
la Da, sunt o ființă irațională. de Aura Albatros
Și ghicitori dacă scriai și tot aveai muză, pentru că așa e datul, nu are nicio legătură cu dărnicia mea. Ea există! La ghicitori însă cred că muza e învăluită toată, cum ți-o fi norocul, altfel e wha...
la fără acorduri întâmplătoare de Stanica Ilie Viorel