terminat de citit o carticica cu cele mai siecsi poezii americane...yeats, bishop...in fine...e la biblioteca acum:p...daca gasiti vreun e book pls vreau si eu...thanx

vrem detalii.

ce aveau atat de "siecsi"?

love poems...cauta brown penny de yeats...ve intelege

am citit. nu m-a impresionat (poate n-am inteles exact mesajul).

dar in general poeziile in limbi straine n-au acelasi farmec ca cele romanesti. cel putin in opinia mea.

eh..mie imi plac mai mult cele straine..

ejti totusi roman... respecta-ti tara...

Nu e vorba neaparat de respect, dar priveste asa: daca citesti o poezie in engleza sau franceza (sau germana) si o poti intelege complet e prea simplu, deci neinteresant; si in general, asa cum poeziile in romana au "floricelele" lor (metafore, expresii, regionalisme etc), asa au si cele in limbi straini si oricat de bun ai fi tot mai tre' sa pui mana pe dictionar din cand in cand..ceea ce e enervant
E fain de citit romane sau piese de teatru in limbi straini; acolo chiar daca nu intelegi un cuvand-doua, te iei dupa context si te prinzi; la poezii nu prea.

buhuhu " border="0" />( de-acu nu iti mai dedic nici o poezie

off..n-are voie omu' sa aiba parerea lui.. ca apar urmarile..

pai cum altfel

poate nu sunteti voi atat de buni " border="0" />)...nu spun ca eu sunt superb la engleza ... dar stiu edstul sa pot deslusi metaforele si chestiutele pe care tre sa pui mana sa le cauti in dictionar..


oricum e ceva de gust... si sgusturile nu se discuta... decat sunt najpa rau " border="0" />)

sa-mi faci o lista cu toate filmele la care te-ai uitat te rog

ca sa-mi mai imbogatesc si eu vocabularul in engleza

eh...uok " border="0" />?

hey hey.. usurel cu ura dintre "natiuni". be polite and respect each other..

okay razvan? ;; )

dar...dar...eu am spus sa nu ne mai certam pt preferintele altora " border="0" />(

>" border="0" />< ok.. but still.. exprima-ti-va parerile intr-un mod politicos

in regula

razvan, pune p forum o poezie doua preferate. " border="0" />

so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster.

Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.

I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.

---Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident
the art of losing's not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.

asta placut mult ... e de Elizabeth Bishop...u should check her books out...nu sunt chiar la fel toate poeziile dar merita


si...urmatoarea e ceva de care mai recent am aflat :p

e de William Butler Yeats si se cheama Brown Penny

I WHISPERED, 'I am too young,'
And then, 'I am old enough';
Wherefore I threw a penny
To find out if I might love.
'Go and love, go and love, young man,
If the lady be young and fair.'
Ah, penny, brown penny, brown penny,
I am looped in the loops of her hair.

O love is the crooked thing,
There is nobody wise enough
To find out all that is in it,
For he would be thinking of love
Till the stars had run away
And the shadows eaten the moon.
Ah, penny, brown penny, brown penny,
One cannot begin it too soon.

I like the first one, though I don't like the feeling. still, some rime would be appreciated (and it's easyer to read too). de ce mai e poezie daca nu are rima? ar necesită sa se cheme proza scrisa pe randuri?

Mie-mi plac poeziile fara rima.. pot avea o muzicalitate sau sonoritate deosebit si fara rima..

eh...i like it all the same " border="0" />)

prima are cat de cat si are putin continut, dar a doua oricat as citi-o nu-i gasesc nici sens , nici muzicalitate.

da, am zis "pot" avea...