 Rose
Hey, Whats up everyone I am Morgan and I hope you all like my page well you can come in any time but I probaly won't be here I will probaly be at school but thats me well got to go bye!!!!!
| 805 days ago  | morganrose Morgan Beekman |
Willy Potter
The story is a parody of the Xmas tales that were popular in America in the late 19th century."Willy Potter" Who does not know the stories on the dreadful Xmas snowstorms when t... | 1115 days ago | middy007 Lara Biuts |
O. Mandelstam
Insomnia. Homer. Taut canvas.Half the catalogue of ships is mine:that flight of cranes, long stretched-out line,that once rose, out of Hellas.To an alien land, like a phalanx of cranes -Foam of... | 1131 days ago | middy007 Lara Biuts |
В.В. Набоков
Люби лишь то, что редкостно и мнимо,что крадется окраинами сна,что злит глупцов, что смердами казнимо,как родине будь вымыслу верна.Наш час настал. Собаки и калекиодни не спят. Ночь летняя легк... | 1139 days ago | middy007 Lara Biuts |
О. Мандельштам
Бессонница. Гомер. Тугие паруса.Я список кораблей прочёл до середины:Сей длинный выводок, сей поезд журавлиный,Что над Элладою когда-то поднялся. Как журавлиный клин в чужие рубежи -На гол... | 1139 days ago | middy007 Lara Biuts |
«Ноктюрн пустоты» Федерико Гарсия Лорка
Чтобы знал я, что всё невозвратно,чтоб сорвал с пустоты одеянье,дай, любовь моя, дай мне перчатку,ту, что ты потеряла в бурьяне! Чтобы знал я, что всё пролетело,сохрани мне твой мир пустот... | 1139 days ago | middy007 Lara Biuts |
William Blake “The Sick Rose”
O Rose thou art sick. The invisible worm, That flies in the night In the howling storm: Has found out thy bed Of crimson joy:And his dark secret loveDoes thy life destroy.
| 1139 days ago | middy007 Lara Biuts |
Peace be unto You
Greetings, o, wanderer! Who are you? What brought you here, to my world, to my garden of the branchy trees covered with fruits of thoughts? Sit down, have a rest, be with me. Perhaps in my gard... | 1148 days ago | middy007 Lara Biuts |
The Viper
I was waiting for a long time till the scorching disc was replaced by the cold and white one. I can look at its light; the light paints the grass in silvery, and my body merges with the world. Yesterd... | 1155 days ago | middy007 Lara Biuts |
Poem “In the Forest” by Oscar Wilde
Out of the mid-wood's twilightInto the meadow's dawn,Ivory limbed and brown eyed,Flashes my Fawn! He skips through the copses singing,And his shadow dances ... | 1161 days ago | middy007 Lara Biuts |
Two Poems by Nabokov
LINES WRITTEN IN OREGON
Esmeralda! Now we rest
Here, in the bewitched and blest
Mountain forest of the West.
Here the very air is stranger.
Damzel, anchoret, and ranger
Share the... | 1179 days ago | middy007 Lara Biuts |
Skin Cancer: Coming to a Face Near You
Skin Cancer: Coming to a Face Near You
By John Woolf
There are over one million new cases of skin cancer diagnosed every year in the United States, representing about half of all cancers diagnosed i... | 1373 days ago | mindaugasu Mindaugas M |
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