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T.S. EliotTE

T.S. Eliot

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Thomas Stearns Eliot, OM (26 September 1888–4 January 1965), was a poet, playwright and literary critic. He received the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1948. Among his most famous writings are the poems The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock, The Waste Land, The Hollow Men, Ash Wednesday and Four Quartets; the plays Murder in the Cathedral and The Cocktail Party; and the essay "Tradition and the Individual Talent". Eliot was born in the United States, moved to the United Kingdom in 1914 (at age 25), and became a British subject in 1927 at the age of 39. Of his nationality and its role in his work, Eliot said: "[My poetry] wouldn't be what it is if I'd been born in England, and it wouldn't be what it is if I'd stayed in America. It's a combination of things. But in its sources, in its emotional springs, it comes from America."

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Don McLean

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Famed for -- and ultimately defined by -- his perennial \"American Pie,\" singer/songwriter Don McLean was born October 2, 1945, in New Rochelle, NY. After getting his start in the folk clubs of New York City during the mid-\'60s, McLean struggled for a number of years, building a small following through his work with Pete Seeger on the Clearwater, a sloop that sailed up and down the eastern seaboard to promote environmental causes. Still, McLean was primarily singing in elementary schools and the like when in 1970 he wrote a musical tribute to painter Vincent Van Gogh; the project was roundly rejected by a number of labels, although MediaArts did offer him a contract to record a number of his other songs under the title Tapestry. The album fared poorly, but Perry Como earned a hit with a cover of the track \"And I Love Her So,\" prompting United Artists to pick up McLean\'s contract. He returned in 1971 with American Pie; the title track, an elegiac eight-and-a-half-minute folk-pop...

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Gabriel J. Khazini

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Broken glass still echoes in his heart as broken mirrors, Heart that once danced love and fear... And thus all puppets sing the song that hurt the puppeteer

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Hancu George

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Inspiration Inspiration Sit down she said, pen me a few lines, tell me of life, love, hopes and dreams. write to me of much happier times When love ruled your heart, and life it seemed Was full of possibilities, plans and endless schemes. I took up the challenge, and began to write, Of life, of love and hopes and dreams, Words flowed like rivers, as I wrote them down, Thinking all the while of the lady I'd found To inspire my thoughts, and urge me on, To make something beautiful, maybe a song. Into the small hours, I toiled away, writing down lines, throwing them away. 'Twas then that I realised, that the happier times That she spoke of and wanted, were not of that time. For the happier times were not from long ago, But were here with me now, and now I know, That 'twas the love for this lady, that made my words flow, And to write something beautiful, for her, her alone. I wrote of life, and my living with her, Of love, her in my arms forever more, Of hopes, a future for us so bright,...

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Chang Soo Ko

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[[esp]] Chang Soo Ko (Corea del Sur, 1934) Nació en el sur de Corea en 1934. Ha publicado varios volúmenes de sus poemas en coreano y en inglés. Sus poemas han aparecido en periódicos coreanos y norteamericanos. Sus libros de poesía y traducción (ganó el Premio de Poesía en Seúl, así como el Premio de Traducción de Literatura Coreana Moderna) incluyen -en coreano-: The Splinter - picking song, Promenade, Some Landscapes y In Search of Wonhyo ; en inglés ha publicado Poems of Chang Soo Ko, Seattle Poems, Landscapes. Ha traducido al inglés Best Love Poems of Corea, Antology of Contemporary Korean Poetry. [[/esp]]

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Georges DorGD

Georges Dor

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Georges Dor (March 10, 1931 - July 24, 2001) (born Georges-Henri Dore) was a Québécois author, composer, playwright, singer, poet, translator, and theatrical producer and director. Born in Drummondville, Dor undertook a career in radio as a disk jockey and news director. He worked for Radio-Canada, the national Canadian broadcaster, where he became a director for the Evening News. He wrote poems for many years, but in 1964 he was encouraged by friends to compete in an amateur singing competition. He began singing professionally in early 1965, and released his first album in 1966. One of the songs from this album, his composition "La Manic", whose lyrics were a love letter written by a construction worker on the Manicouagan power project, became the most successful record ever by a Quebec chansonnier. He continued to perform as a singer until 1972, and to record until 1978. After that he worked mainly in the theatre and in television, producing and writing plays and téléromans. He also...

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Pete Brown

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(b 25 Dec. \'40, London) Poet, lyricist, singer, producer, percussionist. Active on London jazz-poetry scene early \'60s, then worked with Cream, writing lyrics for hits \'Sunshine Of Your Love\', \'White Room\', \'I Feel Free\', \'Politician\' etc which he said would pay the rent for the rest of his life. After Cream split \'68 he continued to work with Jack Bruce (see his entry), also his own Jazz Poetry \'66, A Meal You Can Shake Hands With In The Dark \'69 (as Pete Brown and His Battered Ornaments, Chris Spedding on guitar), Things May Come And Things May Go, But The Art School Dance Goes On Forever \'72, and Thousands On A Raft \'70 (as Pete Brown and Piblokto, with Jim Mullen). He worked with other groups; an album of demos by Back To The Front was later issued. He co-led Bond and Brown with Graham Bond \'72 (see Bond\'s entry); was part-time A&R and producer for Deram \'73--5; well-received poetry album The Not Forgotten Association \'73 had backing incl. Viv Stanshall on tuba....

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dan marius

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"Well, I've been a disclaimer for twenty-four years Poor mother drowned in a pillow of tears Im well known in story, famous in song The black sheep, the blemish, the one who went wrong The black sheep, the blemish, the one who went wrong My crime is discomfort, my mind ill at ease Old crow on my shoulder, my favorite disease My siblings, my rivals might tend to my wake Grieve me not brothers, I was mother's mistake Grieve me not brothers, I was mother's mistake And all the grand expectations of an epic of wealth Leave me long to crawl back to the womb Well, I've tasted your grace, placed it back on the shelf Drag your pedigree wives to your tomb Drag your pedigree wives to your tomb Well, I came from this city, a victim of peace But I've grown far too filthy to attend to the feast So I'll take to the hills to live savage and free I don't need nobody, nobody needs me I don't need nobody, nobody needs me" http://www.obliothedagger.blogspot.com/

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William WordsworthWW

William Wordsworth

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William Wordsworth was born on April 17, 1770 in Cockermouth, Cumberland, in the Lake District. His father was John Wordsworth, Sir James Lowther\'s attorney. The magnificent landscape deeply affected Wordsworth\'s imagination and gave him a love of nature. He lost his mother when he was eight and five years later his father. The domestic problems separated Wordsworth from his beloved and neurotic sister Dorothy, who was a very important person in his life. With the help of his two uncles, Wordsworth entered a local school and continued his studies at Cambridge University. Wordsworth made his debut as a writer in 1787, when he published a sonnet in The European Magazine . In that same year he entered St. John\'s College, Cambridge, from where he took his B.A. in 1791. During a summer vacation in 1790 Wordsworth went on a walking tour through revolutionary France and also traveled in Switzerland. On his second journey in France, Wordsworth had an affair with a French girl, Annette...

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Ioan Tițian

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Prenume: Ioan Nume: Tițian email: maa_eendo@yahoo.com Photo: by Me ... 1 Does the Eagle know what is in the pit? 2 Or wilt thou go ask the Mole? 3 Can Wisdom be put in a silver rod? 4 Or Love in a golden bowl? (by W. Blake) ... I ne'er was struck before that hour With love so sudden and so sweet. Her face it bloomed like a sweet flower And stole my heart away complete. My face turned pale, a deadly pale. My legs refused to walk away, And when she looked what could I ail My life and all seemed turned to clay. And then my blood rushed to my face And took my eyesight quite away. The trees and bushes round the place Seemed midnight at noonday. I could not see a single thing, Words from my eyes did start. They spoke as chords do from the string, And blood burnt round my heart. Are flowers the winter's choice Is love's bed always snow She seemed to hear my silent voice Not love appeals to know. I never saw so sweet a face As that I stood before. My heart has left its dwelling place And can...

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love song

de elis ioan

așteptarea îmi lungesc gâtul peste muchia balconului un eșafod din care vocea ta mă eliberează respirarea orașul meu crește dintr-un balcon nici nu contează până unde ni se întind umbrele viață de...

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Love song

de Florin Hulubei

dincolo de vitrina cafenelei prin aburul unui macchiatto con latte „Mama you got a daughter” în difuzoare mișcările fetelor în fuste mini au ceva din farmecul zborului niciun zâmbet nicio privire...

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Love Song

de Luna Tudor

cum știu că mi-ai fost predestinat? ce vorbă mare într-o lume mică, atunci când ploaia mă-neacă și mă ridică până la tine, peste tine, peste poveste! tu ești verdictul. eu sunt o veste. tu ești când...

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love song

de marin badea

nu am știut nici să te aștept, nici să te chem, dulce nebunie, un fel de oarbă dragoste care ți se lipește, în straturi subțiri, printre degete, pe sub piele, în oase și cartilagii, un fel de vină...

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love song for Benfica Lisabona

de mihai amaradia

...înainte să înceapă războiul pe stadionul luminii Noi dăm drumul unui vultur, de gheara dreaptă are agățată zăpada tâmplelor noastre, de cea stângă fecioria pierdută a femeilor noastre, abia după...

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a love song for bobby long

de Alina Manole

odată cu mine se deschide mereu o fereastră. adun urma degetelor scriu mare alina pe iarnă. tu scrii mare david. apoi suntem brusc mari și noi. ceilalți scriu pe spatele nostru fragil * o...

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This ain't a love song

de Stefan Michailovich

ce-avem noi sparge toate tiparele kitty uite d-aia nu vreau eu să-ți scriu nici un poem de amor convențional noroc că-i așa simplu cu tine n-ai nevoie de atât de multe cuvinte ceea ce în paranteză...

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For you Prince Vlad McDragon in love

de Dragoș Vișan

Puternice cinstite spirit de lumină îți lasă întunericul să cadă-n gol și din mantie pune-ți peste noi ultimii fotoni nimicitori Răsfirându-ți gheața vino-n spirit treaz hoinarule nemort ești pentru...

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Ce-ți doresc eu ție, poezie labe ție...

de Oana Izbașa

Nu e bine să bei! Sunt profund anti alcool (sau anti alcoolică), anti tutun, anti..biotice ?! alcoolul dezinfectează răni, nu pansează răni, a pansa, a pensa câte cuvinte asemănătoare, asemenea,...

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PARADISE LOST -- Book V

de John Milton

Book V Now Morn, her rosy steps in the eastern clime Advancing, sowed the earth with orient pearl, When Adam waked, so customed; for his sleep Was aery-light, from pure digestion bred, And temperate...

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