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Category Archives: mood
After a while you learn…
You Learn by Jorge Luis Borges After a while you learn the subtle difference Between holding a hand and chaining a soul, And you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning And company doesn’t mean security. And you begin to learn … Continue reading
O poezie
Lola a tradus numai ultima parte, dar pe mine m-a impresionat toata… Intr-un mod ciudat. M-a facut sa ma panichez nejustificat, sa simt o teama irationala, greu de inlaturat pe moment.. Vi-o copiez si voua.. The Genius Of The Crowd … Continue reading
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Tagged charles bukowski, genius of the crowd, literature, lola, poem
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My Favourite Bible Excerpt
I’m not much of a Bible fan, but this excerpt moves me. If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have … Continue reading
Pisica neagra
Pisica neagră – Pasărea Colibri
A-nceput de ieri sa cada…
Cate-un fulg. Si n-a mai stat.
Ninge ca-n povesti…
MARGARETA PASLARU – CUM E OARE?