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EBElizabeth Bishop
Elizabeth Bishop (February 8, 1911 – October 6, 1979), was an American poet and writer from Worcester, Massachusetts. She was the Poet Laureate of the United States from 1949 to 1950, and a Pulitzer Prize winner in 1956. Elizabeth Bishop was born in Worcester, Massachusetts. After her father died when she was eight months old, Bishop’s mother descended into mental illness and was institutionalized in 1916. Although Bishop’s mother would live until 1934 in an asylum, they would not meet again. Effectively orphaned, Bishop lived with her grandparents in Nova Scotia, a period she would later idealize in her writing. Bishop boarded at the Walnut Hill School in Natick, Massachusetts, where her first poems were published by her friend Frani Blough in a student magazine. She entered Vassar College in the fall of 1929, shortly before the stock market crash. In 1933 she co-founded Con Spirito, a rebel literary magazine at Vassar, with writer Mary McCarthy (one year her senior), Margaret...
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WHWilhelm Hauff
Wilhelm Hauff (November 29, 1802 – November 18, 1827) was a German poet and novelist. Wilhelm Hauff was born in Stuttgart, the son of August Friedrich Hauff, a secretary in the ministry of foreign affairs, and Hedwig Wilhelmine Elsaesser Hauff. He was the second of four children. Young Hauff lost his father when he was seven years old, and his early education was practically self-gained in the library of his maternal grandfather at Tübingen, where his mother had moved after the death of her husband. In 1818 he was sent to the Klosterschule at Blaubeuren, and in 1820 began to study at the University of Tübingen. In four years he completed his philosophical and theological studies at the Tübinger Stift. On leaving the university, Hauff became tutor to the children of the famous Württemberg minister of war, General Baron Ernst Eugen von Hugel (1774-1849), and for them wrote his Märchen (fairy tales), which he published in his Märchen almanach auf das Jahr 1826 (Fairytale Almanac of...
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Emilian Isaila
Lucrez ca jurnalist din anul 1991. Sunt licentiat în drept și am un master în comunicare. Sunt autorul cărților – “Maria, probabil un înger”, roman, Editura Niculescu, “Plaja nudiștilor”, proză scurtă (volum colectiv), Editura All și “Geneza, ediție specială”, poezie, Editura Cartea Românească. Am publicat proză scurtă în revistele Luceafărul, Art Panorama și Contemporanul. In prezent scriu pentru "Evenimentul zilei". Am publicat articole si reportaje in Cotidianul, Penthouse, Stiinta pentru toti, FHM, Dilema si Pro Sport Magazin.
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cavalerunegru
old stuffs Contact: cavalerunegru@yahoo.com
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Jim Morrison
too young too old too alive
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crina
21 years old, major in Psychology
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doris
A 24 years old woman of romanian background and cosmpolitan affinity.
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Marina Samoila
prea batrana pentru a fi incepatoare, prea inocenta pentru a nu fi tanara // too old for being a beginner, too innocent for being really old // trop agee pour etre debutante, trop innocente pour ne pas etre jeune
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BBBobby Big
My name is Bobby, I`m a man of 53 years old, heterosexual, Caucasian (white), Christian, I`m born in Romania - Brasov. at 10 March 1958, my zodiac sign is pisces, I live in ....my city... & I`m here only for you... my sweety... :) Bobby Big58.
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Carla Ionita
I am the damnedest creature! I make you think of the old story about Alexander the Great. He wept when there were no more worlds to conquerr. Will I weep when there are no more rules to break?
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old friend
de Ștefan Petrea
să picure din liră acel albastru sânge penel să fie șișul înfipt în poezie în versuri dormi poete ca sub anestezie, cătușa nemuririi în veșnicii te strânge scrisoarea vremuirii ți-e testament în...
Writing on the wall
de D. Valentina
There was this key on the floor... The one you used to lock the door The door that watched us as we sunk In that old bed that saw us drunk Amdist the lights of love and hate Those lights we could not...
Jurnal de Cartier
de larsfirro
Stau si scriu aceste randuri ascultand muzica pe U Tube. Stau in eternul mormant din beton, luminat de neoanele reci si impersonale, langa aceiasi colegi plictisiti si anosti. Ma scobesc in suflet...
A happy/unhappy event
de Adrian Arvunescu
It was a beautiful day when I met Traian on a cargo ship to Afghanistan. We both were illegal immigrants seeking a better life. I forgot to mention that I m from Papua, where big people eat little...
Rezultatele primului concurs internațional de haiku "Ascuțind creionul verde"
de Corneliu Traian Atanasiu
Concursul s-a bucurat de o largă participare: 140 de participanți (280 de poeme) din 31 de țări. Au fost acordate 3 premii și 7 mențiuni. Participanții pot citi pe calameo cartea concursului în care...
Old age
de Emil Iliescu
„My friends are gone, and my hair is grey” Leonard Cohen Suntem doi culbeci bătrâni, trăind în aceeași cochilie. Căsuțele pe care fiecare le-am purtat în spate fiecare s-au năruit când digul...
In Tempore Senectutis
de Ezra Pound
When I am old I will not have you look apart From me, into the cold, Friend of my heart, Nor be sad in your remembrance Of the careless, mad-heart semblance That the wind hath blown away When I am...
The End
de Jim Morrison
This is the end Beautiful friend This is the end My only friend, the end Of our elaborate plans, the end Of everything that stands, the end No safety or surprise, the end I\'ll never look into your...
the end
de Jim Morrison
This is the end, beautiful friend This is the end, my only friend The end of our elaborate plans The end of ev\'rything that stands The end No safety or surprise The end I\'ll never look into your...
A Pact
de Ezra Pound
I make a pact with you, Walt Whitman-- I have detested you long enough. I come to you as a grown child Who has had a pig-headed father; I am old enough now to make friends. It was you that broke the...