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WITH MARTINUS NIJOHFF: Looking at the new stars in the night light on third country

Martinus Nijhoff, a Dutch poet, born in The Hague in the year 1894, His hand track in 1916, a collection of poems marked by decadence (stroller), but eight years later, in 1924, his existential themes have a style extremely free and expressive (Forms). Two years later, he observed philosophically life (pen on paper), arriving in 1934 to open his feelings ...

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A SPECIAL PLACE, WHERE TO START AGAIN: Faial, Azores. Imagine having your luggage ready for departure, but imagine also that you have only the one-way ticket

Excuse me, in her email Chanika had also told the story of two Italian jobless – with two children in pre-school age – that she has met on her journey to the Azores islands, namely the island of Faial. Those two were looking for a place to start, and a city of northern Italy have tried to imagine present a ...

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THE MYSTICAL WAY OF THE TAO TE CHING: Observe disenchantment with their own old desires, sniffing the cosmic mystery that hides behind a special door

Hello, welcome. I’m really happy to meet you again. I would like to share with you an opportunity that perhaps it may seem strange to you, that is to read and interpret an email that I received today from a Thai woman. As you know I had known Chanika inside an aircraft during the flight that would take me from ...

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THE HANDS OF ADRIAAN ROLAND HOLST: Where the pale sea foam, while the wind and the time they spend on your heart, above the sea horizon

Adriaan Roland Holst, a Dutch poet, was born in Amsterdam in one day in May 1888 his first volume of poems in 1911 (Verses) and the second is 1913 (The profession of silence), but it will be only after almost ten years his passion for the meek will find his precious language full of symbols, arriving in 1937 to its ...

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JOAQUIN SOROLLA

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THE BANDITS OF TEVERMORTO: A square illuminated by torches, running in the direction of the houses in flames

……………………………The square, lit by torchlight, was packed with people trying to protect themselves from the bitter cold, while the orders of the guards were trying to coordinate the flow of ten group armed garrison in each of the corresponding gates. After qualifying as an officer in the New Palace at the service of the PopeGiacomo found himself entrusted by the ...

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THE RIDDLE OF PIETER NICOLAAS VAN EYCK: Living suspended between dream and reality, imagination and sensory observability

Pieter Nicolaas van Eyck, a Dutch poet, was born in Breukelen October 1st 1887 Bride in 1914 Nelly Estelle Benjamins – a woman born and raised in Suriname – and she moved to the UK in 1919, literature (especially poetry), there remains for him the existential domain, because he sees in it the power of God. far from young, Van ...

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OPEN THE WINDOW BLOEM: Lets get the fun of autumn, look at the broken stone that fills the water, under the same winds

The aesthetic quality of his poetry shows the superficial evidence of our coming into the world to die. But if you have the patience to go beyond appearances, what Jakobus Cornelius Blem – Tilburg, February 25, 1822 / The Hague, September 1, 1902 – has written over a century ago offers evidence of inner peace, even describing things and impressions ...

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NEWSPAPERS ONBOARD: Leafing through the emotions of August, imagining being on the Endeavour of James Cook

That son of farmers from Yorkshire has made three memorable voyages of exploration in the Pacific Ocean, mastering the pitfalls, leaving the detailed nautical charts, as well as thousands of pages of diaries and logbooks. Flipping through a few pages of his logbook, a small cruise on the river Danube offered me the opportunity to know the personality of the ...

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ON THE FIELD OF GRAIN HAI ZI: Come on wheat field, at noon, watching horses red and white

MOZART SAYS IN REQUIEM – by Hai Zi “Women whom I can see women in the water please pick up my bones in the wheat field bones like a bouquet of catkins and bring them home in a violin box. Women whom I can see clean women women on the river please reach into the wheat field. When I am ...

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