"where distance learns desire" – 951 rezultate
0.02 secundeMeilisearchCristina Toropu
I was born in Tg-Jiu ( the beatiful place where people might admire Brancusi's monumental masterpieces), Romania. After getting my Master's degree in Mathematics from University of Bucharest and working for four years as Junior Assistant Professor in Romanian-American University, Bucharest, I decided to leave my country in order to study some more Mathematics. After spending two years in Montreal, Canada, I moved to USA where I am currently doing my Ph.D in Mathematics. Writing poems helps me convey ideas and feelings to other people. It happend that two short poems of mine, translated in French, got published in " North Texas World Literatures Review" Vol. 2, ETC... , run by the Foreign Language Department of UNT, Denton, TX, USA.
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Iulia
This is real,this is me I'm exactly where i'm suppose to be
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VVVeronica Văleanu
All expression of energy in this universe must end where it began. Walter Russell I am a survivivore. And for a survivivore, its predatory condition is strictly related to consuming its own survivals. Born - every time I was signalled to. Married, two children. Printer.s Devil Review, vol.2, no.2 Chicago Poetry Review, Poetry Cram 14, Journal of Modern Poetry Randomly Accessed Poetics World Poetry Reading Series, Featured Poets Ygdrasil, A Journal of the Poetic Arts, vol.XXII, issue 3 ...as I said: Nobody can live real poetry. You have to survive it.
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James Joyce
Joyce was born in Dublin, where his father was a rates collector. He was educated at a Jesuit school and University College, Dublin where he studied philosophy and language. When he was still an undergraduate, in 1900, his long review of Ibsen’s last play was published in the Fortnightly Review. At this time he also began writing his poems which were later collected in Chamber Music, published in 1907. In 1902 Joyce left Dublin for Paris, but returned the following year as his mother was dying. From 1904 he lived with Nora Barnacle, whom he married in 1931 (the year his father died), a son was born in 1905, and a daughter in 1918. Their home from 1905 to 1915 was Trieste, where Joyce taught English at the Berlitz school. In 1909 and 1912 he made his final trips to Ireland, attempting to arrange the publication of his first book Dubliners, which finally appeared in England in 1914. It was during this time that he was contacted by Ezra Pound, a leading champion of modernist writers who...
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ACAntonio Cisneros
The Peruvian poet and novelist Antonio Cisneros was born in Lima in 1942 where, from 1960 to 1964, he studied literature at the »Catholic University«. Later he undertook a PhD at the »San Marcos University«. He had already begun to publish his poems with much success in his first few years as a student. His volume of poetry »Destierro« came out in 1961 and is now regarded as among the classics of Latin-American lyric poetry. Early on he was still very much influenced by the Anglo-American beat-literature and inspired by its ironic gestures and its every-day sound. Later he turned more noticeably to political issues in order, so he emphasizes, to counteract the increasing political indifference in Latin-American society. The volume entitled »Comentarios reales de Antonio Cisneros« was aimed at the distortion of history by officials in his own country. The title, rich in associations, refers to the work of the first Castilian-writing Peruvian poet, Garcilaso de La Vega, also called »El...
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ULUrsula K LeGuin
Ursula Kroeber was born in 1929 in Berkeley, California, where she grew up. Her parents were the anthropologist Alfred Kroeber and the writer Theodora Kroeber, author of Ishi. She went to Radcliffe College and did graduate work at Columbia University. She married Charles A. Le Guin, a historian, in Paris in 1953; they have lived in Portland, Oregon, since 1958, and have three children and three grandchildren. Ursula K. Le Guin writes both poetry and prose, and in various modes including realistic fiction, science fiction, fantasy, young children\'s books, books for young adults, screenplays, essays, verbal texts for musicians, and voicetexts for performance or recording. She has published six books of poetry, twenty novels, over a hundred short stories (collected in eleven volumes), four collections of essays, eleven books for children, and four volumes of translation. Few American writers have done work of such high quality in so many forms. Several of Le Guin’s major titles have...
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JCJean Chevalier
Jean Chevalier (1906-1993) was a university lecturer in philosophy and theology before working for UNESCO, where he was Director of Relations for Member States. He left in 1964 to devote himself to writing and research. He published many works on topics such as St Augustine, Descartes, African religion, Sufism, human spirituality and transcendental meditation. Jean Chevalier is the author of The Penguin Dictionary of Symbols (Dictionary, Penguin), and has 7 books that have been rated 70 times on Goodreads. Intr-o epoca in care imaginatia este revalorificata ca resort al descoperirilor si progresului, dictionarul coordonat de Jean Chevalier si Alain Gheerbrant ilustreaza varietatea cheilor de interpretare – oficiale si subversive, analitice si emotionale, spirituale si sexuale – oferite in diferite culturi simbolurilor fundamentale ale omenirii. Cu informatii din cele mai diverse domenii, de la teologie si astrologie la psihanaliza sau publicitate, si avind la baza surse folclorice,...
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WAWerner Aspenstrom
Karl Werner Aspenström (13 November 1918 – 25 January 1997) was a Swedish poet. Born at Norrbärke, he was a member of the Swedish Academy, where he held Seat 12 from 1981 to 1997. Aspenström claimed that his motivation for writing was "writing for his cat", but apparently hinted that he meant someone else with that. In 1989, together with Lars Gyllensten and Kerstin Ekman, he resigned from the Swedish Academy because of the academy’s response to the Salman Rushdie controversy, which was perceived as weak. He however claimed that this was not the sole reason for his resignation, but rather one amongst several other. He was a friend of Stig Dagerman. Works Förberedelse (1943) Oändligt är vårt äventyr (1945) Snölegend (1949) Varelser (1989) Öva Sitt Eget (2004) (posthumous, co-written with Signe Lund-Aspenström)
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HSHal Sirowitz
Hal Sirowitz (born 1949) is an American poet. Sirowitz first began to attract attention at the Nuyorican Poets Cafe where he was a frequent competitor in their Friday Night Poetry Slam. He eventually made the 1993 Nuyorican Poetry Slam team, and competed in the 1993 National Poetry Slam (held that year in San Francisco) along with his Nuyorican teammates Maggie Estep, Tracie Morris and Regie Cabico. Sirowitz would later perform his poetry on stages across the country, and on television programs such as MTV's Spoken Word: Unplugged and PBS's The United States of Poetry. He has written six books on poetry and is arguably best known for the volumes Mother Said, My Therapist Said and Father Said. Sirowitz is a 1994 recipient of an NEA Fellowship in Poetry and is the former Poet Laureate of Queens, New York. He worked as a special education teacher in the New York public school system for 23 years. He is married to the writer Mary Minter Krotzer. Sirowitz is the best-selling translated...
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daniel d marin
some literary prizes, included in some anthologies, cooperation with some cultural magazines, editor for the cultural magazine "Oglinda literară", where I initiated and brought into effect the column "niște tineri.ro" where I promoted the young literature including by first interviews of a few milenaristic young poets (2003-2007), chief editor of the Impact youth magazine (2000-2001)... that is in the past... and a few in the present: http://danieldmarin.wordpress.com/ http://danieldemarin.blogspot.com/
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PARADISE LOST -- Book VIII
de John Milton
Book VIII The Angel ended, and in Adam\'s ear So charming left his voice, that he a while Thought him still speaking, still stood fixed to hear; Then, as new waked, thus gratefully replied. What...
PARADISE LOST -- Book IX
de John Milton
Book IX No more of talk where God or Angel guest With Man, as with his friend, familiar us\'d, To sit indulgent, and with him partake Rural repast; permitting him the while Venial discourse...
Sonnet XLIV
de William Shakespeare
If the dull substance of my flesh were thought, Injurious distance should not stop my way; For then despite of space I would be brought, From limits far remote where thou dost stay. No matter then...
The mystic\'s dream
de Loreena McKennitt
A clouded dream on an earthly night Hangs upon the crescent moon A voiceless song in an ageless light Sings at the coming dawn Birds in flight are calling there Where the heart moves the stones It\'s...
Cascade
de Robert Desnos
What sort of arrow split the sky and this rock? It\'s quivering, spreading like a peacock\'s fan Like the mist around the shaft and knot less feathers Of a comet come to nest at midnight. How blood...
Sonet XLIV de William Shakespeare
de Cristian Vasiliu
Dacă ar fi esența cărnii gândul, Nu m-ar opri distanțele mârșave, Ci le-aș străbate surâzând ca vântul Ce-adunce-n portul tău iubit epave; Nu mi-ar păsa ca între noi pământul S-a așternut hulpav căci...
Sonet XLIV
de William Shakespeare
Dacă ar fi esența cărnii gândul, Nu m-ar opri distanțele mârșave, Ci le-aș străbate surâzând ca vântul Ce-adunce-n portul tău iubit epave; Nu mi-ar păsa ca între noi pământul S-a așternut hupav căci...
Oh, daddy!...
de Florin DeRoxas
Oh, daddy!...oh, daddy! Why you have to leave me alone? Why you have to break my heart? When you were sleeping with mommy, Weren’t you thinking about that? Oh, daddy!...oh, daddy! Why did you have to...
The Mountain
de Robert Frost
The mountain held the town as in a shadow. I saw so much before I slept there once: I noticed that I missed stars in the west, Where its black body cut into the sky. Near me it seemed: I felt it like...
To Silvia
de Giacomo Leopardi
Silvia, do you remember the moments, in your mortal life, when beauty still shone in your sidelong, laughing eyes, and you, light and thoughtful, went beyond girlhood’s limits? The quiet rooms and...