"red roots" – 1047 rezultate
0.01 secundeMeilisearchAlexandru Red
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Gabriel Munteanu
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Narcisa
sunt \"nebuna\", imi place ploaia, muzica rock si scriu poezii.
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Rizoiu Vlad
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garpini anastasia
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Oltean Bianca Larisa
Sunt o iubitoare de arta:sculptura,pictura,pictez tablouri si portrete,scriu poezii si proza.recent am inceput un roman.sper sa va placa daca ajungeti sa-l cititi.mai multe despre mine deduceti din textele mele.
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Radu
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baghiu vlad
19 Ani... Cu chef de viata si fara obligati. Poezia e pentru mine singura arma ce are posibilitatea sa loveasca sau sa aline si sa incalzeasca suflete.
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Viorea
Deoarece lunea aceasta pica intr-o marti din ziua de miercuri, intalnirea noastra saptamanala de joi va avea loc vineri, sambata aceasta, pentru ca duminica e zi libera. (Red Skelton)
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Stephen Crane
Stephen Crane (1871-1900), American author, whose second novel, The Red Badge Of Courage (1895), brought him international fame. The Red Badge of Courage depicted the American Civil War from the point of view of an ordinary soldier. It has been called the first modern war novel. Crane was born in Newark, New Jersey, on November1, 1871, as the 14th child of a Methodist minister. He started to write stories at the age of eight and at 16 he was writing articles for the New York Tribune. Crane studied at Lafayette College and Syracuse University. After his mother's death in 1890 - his father had died earlier - Crane moved to New York, where he lived a bohemian life, and worked as a free-lance writer and journalist. While supporting himself by his writings, he lived among the poor in the Bowery slums to research his first novel. Crane's first novel, Maggie: A Girl Of The Streets(1893) was a milestone in the development of literary naturalism. Crane had to print the book at his own expense,...
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If you forget me
de Pablo Neruda
I want you to know one thing. You know how this is: if I look at the crystal moon, at the red branch of the slow autumn at my window, if I touch near the fire the impalpable ash or the wrinkled body...
The Grey Monk
de William Blake
`I die, I die!\' the Mother said, `My children die for lack of bread. What more has the merciless tyrant said?\' The Monk sat down on the stony bed. The blood red ran from the Grey Monk\'s side, His...
The Little Mermaid
de Radu Herinean
The Little Mermaid - - - - by Hans Christian Andersen Far out in the ocean, where the water is as blue as the prettiest cornflower, cornflower, and as clear as the purest glass. But it is very deep...
Goblin Market
de Christina Rossetti
MORNING and evening Maids heard the goblins cry: \"Come buy our orchard fruits, Come buy, come buy: Apples and quinces, Lemons and oranges, Plump unpecked cherries- Melons and raspberries,...
In Dumbrava
de Dana Radler
Grey-greenish benches bent over my steps while dark wood tiles shine into sun The grey, soft steps of past and sorrow melt, Troita’s silky black fur strokes my fingers. The vertigo of memories...
Dracula
de Bram Stoker
Chapter 6 - Mina Murray\'s Journal 24 July. Whitby.- Lucy met me at the station, looking sweeter and lovelier than ever, and we drove up to the house at the Crescent in which they have rooms. This is...
The Ants
de Bernard Werber
The Ants ... On the forty-fifth floor of the basement, the 103,683rd asexual ant made her way into the wrestling halls, low-ceilinged rooms where the soldiers exercised inreadiness for the spring...
Într-o zi de vară...
de Maria Tirenescu
Am primit recent cartea cu titlul „Într-o zi de vară...”, carte de haiku scrisă de poetul Vasile Moldovan. Cartea a apărut la Editura Verus din București într-un format A6. Motto: Privind la oameni...
The Rime of the Ancient Mariner
de Samuel Taylor Coleridge
PART THE FIRST. It is an ancient Mariner, And he stoppeth one of three. “By thy long grey beard and glittering eye, Now wherefore stopp’st thou me?” “The Bridegroom’s doors are opened wide, And I am...
The Rape of Lucrece
de William Shakespeare
To the Right Honourable Henry Wriothesly, EARL OF SOUTHAMPTON AND BARON OF TICHFIELD. THE love I dedicate to your lordship is without end; whereof this pamphlet, without beginning, is but a...
