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Millosh Gjergj Nikolla (October 13, 1911 - August 26, 1938) was an Albanian poet born in Shkodër, Albania. Migjeni, pen name of Millosh Gjergj Nikolla, was born in Shkodra. In a letter of 12 January 1936 written to translator Skënder Luarasi (1900-1982) in Tirana, Migjeni announced, "I am about to send my songs to press. Since, while you were here, you promised that you would take charge of speaking to some publisher, ‘Gutemberg’ for instance, I would now like to remind you of this promise, informing you that I am ready." Two days later, Migjeni received the transfer he had earlier requested to the mountain village of Puka and on 18 April 1936 began his activities as the headmaster of the run-down school there. The clear mountain air did him some good, but the poverty and misery of the mountain tribes in and around Puka were even more overwhelming than that which he had experienced among the inhabitants of the coastal plain. Many of the children came to school barefoot and hungry, and...

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Louis McKee

Louis McKee (born July 31, 1951, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania) has been a fixture of the Philadelphia poetry scene since the early 70s. He is the author of Schuylkill County (Wampeter, 1982), The True Speed of Things (Slash & Burn, 1984) and eleven other collections. More recently, he has published River Architecture: Poems from Here & There 1973-1993 (Cynic, 1999), Loose Change (Marsh River Editions, 2001) and a volume in the Pudding House Greatest Hits series. Gerald Stern has called his work “heart-breaking” and “necessary,” while William Stafford has written, “Louis McKee makes me think of how much fun it was to put your hand out a car window and make the air carry you into quick adventures and curlicues. He is so adept at turning all kinds of sudden glimpses into good patterns.” Naomi Shihab Nye says, “Louis McKee is one of the truest hearts and voices in poetry we will ever be lucky to know.” Near Occasions of Sin, a collection issued in 2006 by Cynic Press, has been praised by...

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Ivan V. Laliæ

Ivan V. Laliæ (born June 8, 1931 - died July 28, 1996) was a Serbian poet with a reputation as one of the finest European poets of his time. Laliæ was born into a cultured family in Belgrade; his father, Vlajko, was a journalist, and his grandfather Isidor Bajiæ was a celebrated composer. As a child he experienced the trauma of seeing many of his school-friends perish in an air-raid. Laliæ said that "my childhood and boyhood in the war marked everything I ever wrote as a poem or poetry". Laliæ lived in both Zagreb and Belgrade, and spent the summers with his family in the Istrian town of Rovinj. He was survived by his Croatian wife, Branka, and his younger son. Laliæ was awarded with the most prestigious literary prizes in Yugoslavia. He was admired abroad and books of his poems have been translated into six languages (English, French, Italian, Polish, Hungarian and Macedonian). Individual poems have appeared in more than 20 languages. In her obituary of him, Celia Hawkesworth spoke...

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Carlos Fuentes

Carlos Fuentes Macías (born November 11, 1928) is a Mexican writer and one of the best-known living novelists and essayists in the Spanish-speaking world. Fuentes has influenced contemporary Latin American literature, and his works have been widely translated into English and other languages. Fuentes was born in Panama City, Panama; his parents were Mexican. Due to his father being a diplomat, during his childhood he lived in Montevideo, Rio de Janeiro, Washington, Santiago, Quito, and Buenos Aires. In his adolescence, he returned to Mexico, where he lived until 1965. He was married to film star Rita Macedo from 1959 till 1973, although he was an habitual philanderer and allegedly, his affairs—which he has claimed include film actresses such as Jeanne Moreau and Jean Seberg- brought her to despair. The couple ended their relationship amid scandal and Fuentes then married journalist and now famous interviewer Silvia Lemus. Following in the footsteps of his parents, he also became a...

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Dashiell Hammett

Samuel Dashiell Hammett; May 27, 1894 – January 10, 1961) was an American author of hard-boiled detective novels and short stories. Among the enduring characters he created are Sam Spade (The Maltese Falcon), Nick and Nora Charles (The Thin Man), the newspaper comic strip Secret Agent X-9 and the Continental Op (Red Harvest and The Dain Curse). In addition to the significant influence his novels and stories had on film, Hammett "is now widely regarded as one of the finest mystery writers of all time" and was called, in his obituary in The New York Times, "the dean of the... 'hard-boiled' school of detective fiction". Time magazine included Hammett's 1929 novel Red Harvest on a list of the 100 best English-language novels published between 1923 to 2005. Hammett was born on a farm called "Hopewell and Aim" off Great Mills Road, St. Mary's County, in southern Maryland, United States. His parents were Richard Thomas Hammett and Anne Bond Dashiell. (The Dashiells are an old Maryland...

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Ghe. C-tin Orghici

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Cristian Radu

M-am nascut in 1984. Nu la Timisoara. In Ardeal. In 1994 Milan a castigat cupa campionilor. Acum in 2004 sper la acelasi lucru. Prima carte care mi-a placut cu adevarat am citit-o in clasa a 11-a. Destul de tarziu, chiar daca am mers de la 6 ani la scola. Camil Petrescu - Ultima noapte de dragoste, Intaia nopate de razboi. Aceasta a fost. Acum consider ca Patul lui Procust e pana acum cea mai frumoasa carte. in 2002 am intrat la Facultate de Automatica si Calculatoare din Timisoara. Cred ca am facut o greseala ca sa nu spun mai mult. Inca mai sunt student acolo.

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poenaru constantin

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Moarcăș Monica

Din tăcere, m-am născut (în 1988, Brașov), iar acum cuvântul îmi este prietenul cel mai drag, scut, dușman și mângâiere. 2002-2006: Colegiul Național ”Dr. Ioan Meșotă” Brașov 2006-prezent (adică 2012): Facultatea de Medicină Brașov viitor: ”Be the change you want to see in the world” (Gandhi)

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thin air

de Daniela Bîrzu

// avioane decolează din minut în minut în aerul plin de turbulențe aer de primăvară care gâfâie odată cu noi oscilează încet ca un pendul întinzând corzile inimilor până la refuz suntem astenici...

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Pre-Silentivm

de Mihai Meșter

Am pasit mut si dezgolite picioare gem a doruri cersesc indurare unui dumnezeu fumat de mult pe altarele credintei in nonsensul proscris si crud ecou. iti spun infinge cutitul si scoate-mi-te...

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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...

Taedium Vitae

de Oscar Wilde

To stab my youth with desperate knives, to wear This paltry age\'s gaudy livery, To let each base hand filch my treasury, To mesh my soul within a woman\'s hair, And be mere Fortune\'s lackeyed...

Christabel

de Samuel Taylor Coleridge

PART I \'Tis the middle of night by the castle clock, And the owls have awakened the crowing cock ; Tu--whit !-- -- Tu--whoo ! And hark, again ! the crowing cock, How drowsily it crew. Sir Leoline,...

Dracula

de Bram Stoker

Chapter 16 - Dr. Seward\'s Diary It was just a quarter before twelve o\'clock when we got into the churchyard over the low wall. The night was dark, with occasional gleams of moonlight between the...

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Waiting

de Robert Frost

Afield at dusk What things for dream there are when specter-like, Moving amond tall haycocks lightly piled, I enter alone upon the stubbled filed, From which the laborers\' voices late have died, And...

ceea ce cautam noi nu se gaseste aici

de Adina Pietrosanu

\"...ceea ce cautam noi nu se gaseste aici...\" Incerc sa imi tin picioarele pe pamant in timp ce mainile se misca in aer intr-o muzica pe care o aud doar eu. M-am intrebat mereu oare cum ar suna...

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Sonnet XXI

de William Shakespeare

So is it not with me as with that Muse Stirr\'d by a painted beauty to his verse, Who heaven itself for ornament doth use And every fair with his fair doth rehearse Making a couplement of proud...