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Diana Alexandra
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AAAbdul al-Hazred
Abdul Alhazred is a fictional character created by American horror writer H. P. Lovecraft. He is the so-called "Mad Arab" credited with authoring the imaginary book Kitab al-Azif (the Necronomicon), and as such an integral part of Cthulhu Mythos lore. Despite the existence of several hoax Necronomicons, it is clear that neither Alhazred nor his book ever existed. The name Abdul Alhazred is a pseudonym that Lovecraft created in his youth, which he took on after reading 1001 Arabian Nights at the age of about five years. The name was invented either by Lovecraft, or by Albert Baker, the Phillips family lawyer. Abdul is a common Arabic name component (but never a name by itself; additionally the ending -ul and the beginning Al- are redundant), but Alhazred may allude to Hazard, a name from Lovecraft's family tree. It might also have been a pun on "all-has-read", since Lovecraft was an avid reader in youth. Abdul Alhazred is not a real Arabic name, and seems to contain the Arabic definite...
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SISimona Iliasa
Născută pe aici, prin iarbă... cu capul în nori:) În rest ce s-ar putea spune despre o ființă zăpăcită cum sunt eu? Nimic cred.... Born in a crazy world, perfectly mad and writing just for you...
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MBMarie Claire Blais
Marie-Claire Blais (n. 5 octombrie 1939) este o scriitoare canadiană de limbă franceză. *** Born in Quebec City, Quebec, she was educated at a convent school and at Université Laval. It was at Laval that she met Jeanne Lapointe and Father Georges Lévesque, who encouraged her to write and, in 1959, to publish her first novel, La Belle Bête (trans. Mad Shadows) in 1959 when she turned 20. She has since written over 20 novels, several plays, collections of poetry and fiction, as well newspaper articles. Her works have been translated into numerous languages, including English and Chinese. With the support of the eminent American critic Edmund Wilson, Blais won two Guggenheim Fellowships. In 1963, Blais moved to the United States, initially living in Cambridge, Massachusetts. There she met her partner, American artist Mary Meigs, and she later relocated to Wellfleet on Cape Cod. In 1975, after two years living in Brittany, she moved back to Quebec with her partner. For about twenty years...
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GBGuido Ballo
S-a născut la 12 aprilie 1914 la Adrano, la poalele Etnei în Sicilia. Din 1939 trăiește la Milano unde este profesor la Institutul de istoria artei de la Academia di Brera. S-a ocupat de noile limbaje în artă și poezie. A publicat culegeri de poezie experimentală în italiană și în alte limbi, însoțite de ilustrații aparținând unor graficieni și pictori renumiți. Iată câteva titluri ale volumelor apărute în limba italiană: Delitto e Annunciazione (Schwarz, Milano, 1954); Poemetto del fiume (Maestri editore, Milano, 1958); Il groviglio (Edizioni del Triangolo, Milano, 1958); Posta per gli amici (Edizioni del Cavallino, Venezia, 1966); L'albero poeta (Galeria Schwarz, 1966); 7 magnetico (Guanda editore, Parma, 1969); Mâd (Guanda editore, Parma, 1970); Metràpolis (Società Italiana Fonografica, Milano, 1973); Alfabeto solare (Palazzi editore, Milano, 1973); Sicilia controcanti (Guanda, Parma, 1975); Spartito lessicale (Guanda, Parma, 1977). A publicat numeroase studii asupra...
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mad.no.anu.munte
de Vasile Munteanu
cuvânt – căruță – coviltir sub roți de timp cățeii latră la caii mei pe drum ce saltă vărsând butoaiele de suflet călătorite păsări beau din baltă stropii de sudoare le cade dintre aripi soare rodind...
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...
no tiesto for old churchill
de emilian valeriu pal
nu mai țin minte decît miriștea arzînd în noapte. din depărtare flăcările mi se păreau docurile luminate din dover mirosea a pămînt copt îmi imaginam că-l rostogolesc în palme ca pe un cartof...
pseudo-poems of a zen master
de Alina Manole
1 johnny cash hurt michael andrews gary jules mad world david\'s song dana scrie după un tablou de sorin popa 2 a man is a person come from nowhere as waves and colours melting a virtual sky 3 pe...
Where is my mind?
de Miruna Gavriliu
I won’t make you pancakes, I won’t buy Nutella for you It’s been a day of flying carpets and weather balloons across the skies of a black moon There is no morning and no night inside that cupboard...
The Naming of Cats
de T.S. Eliot
The Naming of Cats is a difficult matter, It isn\'t just one of your holiday games; You may think at first I\'m as mad as a hatter When I tell you, a cat must have three different names. First of...
An everlasting love
de Filip Ruxandra
It was the middle of the night when he first saw me. I was no bigger then 5 centimeters and I was looking into the mirror, dressed in my new little white dress. I didn’t realize till late that I was...
Finding the right path
de Cristina
Since young Nadejda\'s destiny was decided by others, The adult life she began as a child; Her life represents the embodiment of a curved, dark tunnel, She accomplished her goals with more than one...
Darkness
de George Gordon Noel Byron
I had a dream, which was not all a dream. The bright sun was extinguish'd, and the stars Did wander darkling in the eternal space, Rayless, and pathless, and the icy earth Swung blind and blackening...
Bowery Blues
de Jack Kerouac
The story of man Makes me sick Inside, outside, I don\'t know why Something so conditional And all talk Should hurt me so. I am hurt I am scared I want to live I want to die I don\'t know Where to...
PARADISE LOST -- Book I
de John Milton
Book I Of Man\'s first disobedience, and the fruit Of that forbidden tree whose mortal taste Brought death into the World, and all our woe, With loss of Eden, till one greater Man Restore us, and...
Darkness
de George Gordon Noel Byron
I had a dream, which was not all a dream. The bright sun was extinguished, and the stars Did wander darkling in the eternal space, Rayless, and pathless, and the icy earth Swung blind and blackening...