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TCtania cozianu
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MJmichael jackson
Under construction
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KMkaty matkovski
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OIOlteanu Irina
Liceu: Gr. Moisil Facultate: Stiinte Juridice si Administrative-anul II Realizari: Articole redactate in revista scolii si a liceului. 2 poezii semifinaliste in cadrul concursului poetry.com, publicate ulterior in volumele "Letters from the Soul", respectiv, "Under a Quicksilver Moon". De asemenea, una dintre ele a fost inregistrata pe CD-ul si caseta ce fac parte din colectia "The Sound of Poetry".
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AZAl Zolynas
Al Zolynas was born in Austria of Lithuanian parents in 1945, and grew up in Sydney, Australia and Chicago, Illinois. He holds a PhD. in Creative Writing and Enlish from the University of Utah and was a Fulbright-Hays Fellow in India. Zolynas has worked as a kitchen helper, lifeguard, factory worker, cab driver, road construction worker, poetry editor, and resident poet in the schools, and currently teaches writing and literature at the United States International University in San Diego. He is also a longtime Zen student. He and his wife reside in Escondido, California. Zolynas is the author of books including The New Physics (Wesleyan University Press, 1979) and Under Ideal Conditions (Laterthanever Press, 1994; San Diego Book Award, Best Poetry, 1994 ), and editor of Men Of Our Time: An Anthology of Male Poetry in Contemporary America (with Fred Moramarco; University of Georgia Press, 1992). His poems have been widely anthologized and translated into Lithuanian, Spanish, and...
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Don McLean
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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LDLucia Daramus
Curriculum Vitae Lucia Dărămuș Work Experience -Latin and Greek teacher since 1999 -Culture editor for Renasterea Radio Station Cluj –Napoca, 2003-2005 - Culture editor for the Pro Saeculum magazine, 2005 Education 1994-1998 – BBU Cluj-Napoca, Faculty of Letters, BA in Ancient Greek and Latin 2000-2002 – BBU Cluj-Napoca, Faculty of Letters, MA in Integrated Linguistics - BBU Cluj-Napoca, The Institute of Jewish Studies, attendant of lectures on Jewish Culture and Civilization Achievements ( Symposiums, Conferences, Contests) April 1994 –2nd Prize for A Philological Study on St. Paul’s Letters, under the guidance of Elena Popescu, Lecturer April 1996 – 2nd Prize for A Comparative Study on religious elements in The Persions and the Old Testament, under the guidance of Professor Michail Nasta, Ph.D. April 1997 – 3nd Prize for A Philological Study on the Books of the New Testament, under the guidance of Vasile Rus, Lecturer Oct 1999 ( The National Student Symposium Lucian Blaga) – Special...
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GAGeorge Asztalos
Crez artistic: „Altă caracteristică a tribului, e existența poeților. Unui ins, i se întîmplă să potrivească șase sau șapte cuvinte, îndeobște enigmatice. Nu se poate stăpînii și le strigă, în picioare, în mijlocul unui cerc alcătuit din vrăjitori și din mulțime, cu toții întinși pe jos. Dacă poemul nu-i stîrnește în niciun fel, nimic nu se petrece. Dacă, însă, cuvintele poetului îi tulbură, se îndepărtează toți de el, în tăcere, stăpîniți de o oroare sacră (under a holly dread). Simt că poetul este atins de spirit și nimeni nu-i va mai adresa o vorbă sau o privire, nici măcar propria-i mamă. Din clipa aceea el nu mai este om ci zeu și oricine poate să-l ucidă. Poetul, dacă mai apucă, își caută refugiu în nisipurile dinspre Nord” – J.L. Borges : Cartea de nisip Biografie: * Vine peste lume din Depresiunea Colinară Transilvană, zona Mureș, de la 06.04.1963 și pînă în prezent...poate chiar mai încolo *Debutează cu poezie la revista "Ambasador", în Tg.Mureș, în 1998. *Activist de cartier...
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John Willy Kopperud
It\'s All Over Now, Baby Blue Bob Dylan You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last. But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast. Yonder stands your orphan with his gun, Crying like a fire in the sun. Look out the saints are comin\' through And it\'s all over now, Baby Blue. The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense. Take what you have gathered from coincidence. The empty-handed painter from your streets Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets. This sky, too, is folding under you And it\'s all over now, Baby Blue. All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home. All your reindeer armies, are all going home. The lover who just walked out your door Has taken all his blankets from the floor. The carpet, too, is moving under you And it\'s all over now, Baby Blue. Leave your stepping stones behind, something calls for you. Forget the dead you\'ve left, they will not follow you. The vagabond who\'s rapping at your door Is standing in the clothes that you...
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About a girl who\'s been messing up my sleep
de Andrei Dumitrescu
I miss your playful voice climbing up to my ear, I miss your unreal embrace, and you being here, I miss your eyes and your smile and those lies of yours and how you\'re usually caught up in the...
Sorrow And The Blue Earth Of Nevermore
de Alin Niculae
Walking under the velvet skies of my dream I wonder about what the dark raven said And begin to fade in my sleep Down where the crossroads are turning And where the shadows are growing behind the...
THE GRIFFIN
de Alina Mihai
I took the path of silence and of black night The sunlit world was far behind me The grass swayed gently in the moonlight And trees were tall, and starry sky And yet all these I could not see. On...
replica(la Wolf Moon)
de andreea musat
Burnt leavs perfume /and woods green mists The eco breaks in screams You caught me under the red moon Your hair is darkness, Deepness, Smoky green eyes They shine but not alive they seem YOUR ODOUR...
A murder of one
de Radu Herinean
Blue morning Blue morning Wrapped in strands of fist and bone Curiosity, Kitten, doesn\'t have to mean you\'re on your own Your can look outside your window He doesn\'t have to know We can talk...
Coordonatele experienței haiku
de Corneliu Traian Atanasiu
Flexibilitate și formalism bigot Într-un articol din In The Moonlight A Worm... , tratînd despre kireji, Michael Gunton și George Marsh remarcă: “Unele haiku-uri au o singură imagine (tipul la care...
diavolul era iubire: Moses feat Jesus
de Victor Potra
roll, scris cu roșu pe roșu, litere cu chenar negru: ___________________ ___________7 păcate // _________________nici o scăpare // _______10 porunci // _______________nici un mister // ____2...
Moonlight
de Drăgan Sebastian
Scaperi cu ochii visul de pucioasă Și mă îmbrățișezi cu pleoapele, râzând…. Ai grijă ! Cine o să-mi coasă, Aorta sfâșiată și sufletu-mi arzând ? Te vreau acum : să mi te împresoare Vreo zece gânduri...
când vine vorba de poezie
de Silvia Goteanschii
Uneori nu știm unde suntem. Știm doar că Plânsul e aproape și aerul e un lagăr de concentrare. Întunericul e mare cât Muntele Athos și dulceața de trandafir e ca buzele tale, proaspăt sărutate....
etage noir / a tale of decay
de Daniela Bîrzu
black garden view departe se prăbușesc schelele scheletele uriașe ale noptii / statuile de piatră / au glas/ au inimă/ au suflu. dumnezeu a dat viață îngerilor lui negri le-a dat aripi și le-a spus...