CLASSIC POETRY
Posted on April 5, 2021 by magda
CANTEC DE ADORMIT GENUNCHII / LULLABY FOR THE KNEES
Sa nu tipati, genunchii mei.Drum cu ferigi de nopti, de ploaie.Genunchi de fier cum va îndoaie?Va mân spre el ca pe doi miei.
Pe drumul negurii va-mping.
Va vor lua poate între eigenunchi ce strâng, zvâcnind si grei,ca noptile de astrahan.Si licurici de pasi...
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Posted on April 5, 2021 by magda
FRAGMENT III / FRAGMENT III
Culege de pe stânci garoafe roşiiCăci fulgerul pe toate le aprinde;Surâde când oceanul se întindeSă prindă în noianuri albatroşii.
Fă păşi mărunţi şi numără atentSau fă în gând un salt de tigru negruDansează graţios dar van, integruTrimite către stele-un compliment.
Prin sate treci necunoscut şi micLa fiecare poartă...
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Posted on January 29, 2021 by magda
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Posted on January 29, 2021 by magda
Prof.Dr.Bernd Roling
https://www.osa.fu-berlin.de/mittellatinistik/studium/videointerview_prof/index.html
An interesting interview!
Maria Magdalena Biela
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Posted on October 10, 2020 by magda
SUOMENMAA / TARA FINLANDEI
Maa kunnasten ja laaksojen,
Mi on tuo kaunoinen?
Tuo hohteess’ kesäpäivien,
Tuo loisteess’ pohjan tulien,
Tuo talven, suven ihana,
Mi ompi soma maa?
Siell’ tuhansissa järvissä
Yön tähdet kimmeltää
Ja Kanteleitten pauhina
Siell’ kaikuu ympär’ kallioi’
Ja kultanummen hongat soi:
Se ompi Suomenmaa.
En milloinkaan mä unohtais
Sun lempeet’ taivastas,
En tulta heljän aurinkos,
En kirkast’ kuuta kuusistos,
En kaskiesi savua
Päin pilviin nousevaa.
Ol’...
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Posted on October 5, 2020 by magda
GRAVITY’ S RAINBOW / CURCUBEUL GRAVITATIEI
Love never goes away,
Never completely dies,
Always some souvenir
Takes us by sad surprise.
You went away from me,
One rose was left behind —
pressed in my Book of Hours,
That is the rose I find …
Though it’s another year,
though it’s another me,
under the rose is a drying tear,
Under my...
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Posted on October 5, 2020 by magda
DISPLACED PERSON’ S SONG / CANTECUL PERSOANEI INLOCUITE
If you see a train this evening,
Far away, against the sky,
Lie down in your woolen blanket,
Sleep and let the train go by.
Trains have called us, every midnight,
From a thousand miles away,
Trains that pass through empty cities,
Trains that have no place to stay.
No one...
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Posted on September 25, 2020 by magda
THIS BE THE VERSE / FIE ACESTA VERSETUL
They fuck you up, your mum and dad.
They may not mean to, but they do.
They fill you with the faults they had
And add some extra, just for you.
But they were fucked up in their turn
By fools in old-style hats and coats,
Who half the...
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Posted on August 28, 2020 by magda
IN MEMORIAM AGNES ROLING
From a modern point of view, the four volumes of the “Atlantica” of Olaus Rudbeck the elder (1630-1702) seem to be not only the climax of Gothicism, but a key example of an early modern polymath. In “Odins Imperium” Bernd Roling reconstructs Rudbeck’s immense influence at Scandinavian...
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Posted on August 17, 2020 by magda
A FAIRLY SAD TALE / O POVESTE DESTUL DE TRISTA
I think that I shall never know
Why I am thus, and I am so.
Around me, other girls inspire
In men the rush and roar of fire,
The sweet transparency of glass,
The tenderness of April grass,
The durability of granite;
But me- I don’t know how...
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