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WITH HAIKU AND KIGO: 5,7, AND 5, TO MELT YOUR JOY IN THE WONDER OF NATURE

“Old tin a frog plunges. Sound of water. “ (Matsuo Basho) Mario Chini, a painter and designer Italian lover of words and mentally exotic latitudes, has left us his curious collection of poetry – The Moments – which leaves wonder inside our eyes and emotions, that he has condensed in a concise and essential writing – usually of eleven syllables ...

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CHARLES BAUDELAIRE: Why only drink water?

“Who only drinks water has a secret to hide. What there is of boring love, is the fact that it is a crime in which you cannot do without an accomplice. The most beautiful makeup of the Devil lies in convincing us that does not exist. Art is the creation of a magic suggestive that welcomes both the object and ...

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FIGHT DEAF OF AMALIA: Surrender herself to the greed beautiful and brutal, the one that tortured her, as a divine martyrdom

“The desire is taciturn. Seems wise, but in the end to the eyes it hatching the violence of his wild heart. Love is deaf struggle, it is very tough test for those who love him, and many foolish impulses pounced, who look good and evil is. This she learned that her eyes wandered behind his dreams, and laughing now, but ...

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VERONICA FRANCO, VENICE: If I could be certain of your love

…………………………….”And what is my beauty, the one that you are not tired of praising, I’ll spend later in your contentment: Joint gently at your side, the lighthouse you can enjoy the delights of love, | when you are very close to my the left side; And what delight that I could go, that you might call for happy, and advantage, ...

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GARCIA LORCA: They took me a shell

“I closed my window because I do not want to hear the crying, but behind the gray walls that crying is heard no more. There are very few angels that sing, a few barking dogs; one thousand violins come in the palm of my hand. But the weeping is an immense dog, crying is an immense angel, the weeping is ...

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MADEMOISELLE MARS: When someone we love, often, we cannot say why

“A lover is his backyard, the one where he hangs his heart, because he wants to win the favor of all. Having him for anybody, to hand the flame, until he is the dog house, he strives to please.” Naive and flirtatious with Moliere and Marivaux, the seductive woman also well had known and interpreted the roles offered to her ...

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JULIA HASDEU: Early in everything, even in suffering. she still lives among us, away from the deadly inertia.

She only had time to condense herself in 18 years of his life, but what they gave us – written in French, and in rhyming couplets or alternate – is her immense love for the things written. Julia had done his studies at the Sorbonne in Paris, attending the Faculty of Philosophy and Letters, but by the age of 5 ...

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GASPARA STAMPA: The water of the sea was weeping, and winds the breath of hope

“Sir, please do not tell me that, when you go away, love denied me crying because seeing me already extinguished the fire, the water had no place to temper it somewhat; indeed say that was pretty much at that point the ardor that made dry mood; and I could not show my worth with the bitter tears, so that my ...

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SUSPENDED BETWEEN HEAVEN AND EARTH: Maybe one day will benefit remember Eleanor

It was August 20, 1799, and she was 47 years old, but she was not in that square in Naples to go to market. Defonseca Eleonora Pimentel was led to the gallows for hanging, that accorded to other seven men who – like her – they believed in the concepts of liberty, equality and fraternity. That woman brave and intelligent, ...

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TIE THE STRING TO MY LIFE, MY LORD: With Emily, remembering May 15, 1886, the day of her laces

“I would be maybe longer alone Without my loneliness. I’m used to my fate. Maybe the other – peace could break the darkness and fill the room-too narrow to contain his sacrament. Hope I did not friend – like an intruder could desecrate this place of pain – with its sweet court. It might be easier to sink – in ...

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