November 26, 2024 12:51 pm

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CASTLES OF SLOVAKIA: Eleven legendary shades around Trencin

Trencin Caste is one of the largest castles in Slovakia. A legend tells the story of the castle well, called The Well of Love, dug by a Turkish soldier, in order ti free his beloved fatima from captivity. Beckov Castle. One legend says the built of the castle for an jester Becko, another about an Becko’s executed people by throwing …

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THE FUTURE: Poetry, by Guillaume Apollinaire

THE FUTURE “We raise the straw We look at the snow We write letters expect orders. We smoke a pipe thinking about love The gabions are there We look at the pink. The source he has not withered Neither the straw gold has faded We look at the bee And we do not think about Tomorrow. Let us hands What …

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TIMELESS BOOKS: Marital peace, by Honore de Balzac

A nice sketch, a tip given to the wives to be lenient towards their husbands. The story develops in the space of an hour, turning around four characters. In Paris, during a dance in the Napoleonic era, the intrigue comes from the curiosity of a young and frivolous legal adviser, to a pretty unknown. She is sitting alone in a …

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WHERE ENDS THE RAINBOW: Poetry by Richard Rive

WHERE ENDS THE RAINBOW – “Where ends the Rainbow there will be a place, brother, where the world can sing songs of all sorts. We will sing together, black and white brothers, a song. And a hand full of sadness. Don’t know why difficult to learn. but we will learn together there is a reason that both black, there is a …

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TRIP TO TRENCIN CASTLE: Slovakia, looking for the Well of Love

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GIUSEPPE AMISANI (1879/1941), XXth-CENTURY ITALIAN PAINTER: The nuances of a man post-romantic, free, open-minded and sensitive

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SERENADE: Poetry by Federico Garcia Lorca

SERENATA “Lungo le rive del fiume la notte si sta bagnando e sui seni di Lolita muoiono d’amore i rami. Muoiono d’amore i rami. La notte nuda canta sui ponti di marzo. Lolita lava il suo corpo con acqua salmastra e nardi. Muoiono d’amore i rami. Luccica in alto sui tetti la notte d’argento e d’anice. Argento di rivi e …

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BITTER LOVE: poetry by Pablo Neruda

BITTER LOVE “Bitter Love, purple crowned with thorns, Bush among many passions fraught, launches of pain, of rage, corolla for which roads and how did you live to my soul? Why did you precipitate your painful fire, suddenly, between the cold leaves of my road? Who taught you the steps that brought you unto me? Which flower, stone, smoke you …

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BLESSED BE: Petrarch’s poem

BENEDETTO SIA  – “Benedetto sia il giorno e il mese e lo anno e la stagione e il tempo e la ora e il punto e il bel paese e il luogo dove io fui raggiunto dai due begli occhi che legato mi hanno; e benedetto il primo dolce affanno che io ebbi ad essere con amor congiunto, e lo …

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CECIL KENNETH BAKER (1921/1996), XXth-CENTURY PAINTER: Special colors, under the pall of South African apartheid

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